Page 76 of Sire

I tease her clit until her pussy is weeping wet; she’s practically crying in pain. Gazing down at her eyes, they look desperate with lust, my tip, thrusting into her flushed cheek; her nipples can’t be any harder.

I pull out and demand, “Do you want more? Tell us, Wren. Tell your future kings what you want.”

She pants, “Yes. Please, Sire. I want you. I want youallto touch me.”

I feel the evil smirk emerge from my depths before she sees it. The fact that she moans when she does, imagining all the lecherous things I’m going to do to her, and shewantsit, drives me fucking wild.

I even surprise myself at what I’m willing to do in moments like this.

“Get my queen off,” I tell Nash. “Feel how hard and perfect her little nipples are.”

Wren gasps, arching into Nash’s touch. She makes him groan while he cups her breast and jerks off over it.

“Brother.” I glance at Jace. He hides so much; I know. I love him for it, but he doesn’t have to hide it from me. “Touch her, too, and show her how good it can feel.”

Jace practically loses it. While I tease Wren’s clit, he lavishes her pussy lips. Tickling over her folds, lingering over her inner thighs, returning to tease her with erotic torture, never taking what’s mine, and she softly cries, “Oh God, it all feels so good.”

“That’s right, Angel.” I rub my tip over her panting lips. She loves the filthy tease while I taunt, “Suck your pastor’s cock. Come on. Show them what a dirty girl you like to be for me.”

That always makes her moan, her eyes rolling back. With my cock over her lips, my fingers scissoring her clit, Nash pinching her nipple, and Jace teasing her inner thighs, Wren comes so hard, the whole mountain can hear her.

“Holy fuck, she wants it bad.”

I hear Loch growl from the other tent, and he’s not wrong. I’m in awe, too, and on my edge. “That’s it, Angel. Keep coming for us, while you make me come, too.”

Wren knows what to do. She gets that devilish look in her eyes, loving this part.

Reaching between my thighs, she knows where to massage me. How it makes my hips thrust my dick into her mouth. How it makes fire ignite my veins. How it makes my lips shake and my thighs quiver when she fingers my ass, teasing me, “Show them how you bless me with your cum, Pastor,” before she wraps her lips around my cock, and I climax so hard.

I cup her head and grunt, over and over, watching her proudly swallow, before I shoot again across her cheek. I can’teven be dignified about it in front of my brothers, huffing, “Fuck, Wren. Fuck.”

This woman makes me lose my mind and surrender my soul.

She has my heart and needs my mouth between her thighs.

I crouch over her pussy while Jace holds her leg open, and I pin the other down. With a groan, I suck her clit and tongue her cunt until she’s screaming and pouring into my mouth, until she comes again at the sound of Nash’s grunt.

I glance up to see him shooting his cum over her tits. The sight must get Jace off because they’re kneeling so close, almost touching tips while Jace does it, too. He splatters Wren’s nipples, making her moan before I quickly suck her clit into another shaking orgasm.

I could come again to this debauchery, but that was enough for my angel. She needs to build up to this. I need to be careful with her.

She lies there, eyes closed and breath huffing, her gorgeous body a painting of our desire. I reach into my hiking backpack, next to our sleeping bag, for the personal wipes. Gently, I clean her while Nash and Jace lift their boxers. But I worry, “Wren? Angel, you okay?”

“Yeah.” She grins.

“Want to open your eyes so I can be sure?”

Her cheeks blush. “I’m shy.”

No, she’s mine. Forever.

Softly, I kiss her lips. “You’ll be my wife and our queen. You don’t need to be shy about letting us pleasure you.”

“Don’t be ashamed,” Nash assures. “We’ll do anything for you.”

“We’re proud to be your kings.” Jace sounds choked up. It makes Wren open her eyes, looking worried for him, and heswallows. “Wren, we all know what you survived, so don’t be shy about letting us take care of you now.”

I caress her hair. “Hear that, Angel? If I ever forget to take out the trash, my brothers will kill me for you.”