“Turn around,” I tell Jenna. “Back to me.”
Killian adjusts his grip on the chain, allowing her space to move.
“Lean back,” I tell Jenna once she sits on my lap with her feet toward the ground. “And scoot down.”
Killian’s tongue darts over his lower lip as he kneels before her, watching her with burning hunger.
I slip my arms under hers and hold her tight to make sure she doesn’t slide down.
“This is so, so wrong,” she says when Killian grabs her ankles and lifts them onto his shoulders. “You’re hisson.”
Killian aims his focus between her legs. “And yet you want it.Somuch.” He pushes a finger into her pussy, eliciting a wet sound as he twists and turns, moving in and out a few times. “Don’t you?” He pulls out and moves his finger lower. I can’t see it, but Jenna’s gasp tells me he’s pressing against her asshole. He moves his finger a little, but I don’t think he’s inside yet, just prodding slightly.
He leans in to give her pussy a quick lick that draws a gasped moan from her. My dick hardens even more against her back. She’s wound so tight that she’ll probably come within a minute once Killian starts. And it makes me feral for her.
Killian leans back again. “If you don’t say it, I’m not gonna push my finger in. I’ll lick a few more times, then stop, just before you come.”
“No, no, no,” she mewls. “Do it, please.”
He removes his finger from her ass and slaps her pussy. “Not good enough. I want to hear my name on your lips.”
She barely even hesitates. “Please, Killian. Please. Stuff my ass and lick my pussy. Pleeease, Killian.”
A wide smirk spreads over his lips as he looks up at me. “We should record this.”
Jenna stiffens, and he notices, explaining to her, “To remind you how much you want me. You know, since you keep thinking otherwise.”
She relaxes a little, and pride swells inside me anew. He saw what his words did to her and fixed it. Hopefully, he has more care for her than he’s been showing.
Killian spits on a finger, and Jenna lets out a long, breathy moan as he pushes inside her ass in one long go. He pulls out slowly, and then he slams forward, pushing back inside and going to town on her pussy.
Jenna bucks, moaning, almost screaming, going absolutely wild with need. Wrapping one arm tightly around her chest, I curl the other hand around her throat, on top of the collar.
“Killian,” she screams as he finger-fucks her ass hard and sucks her clit. “It’s… too much. Oh God. Killian!”
“You’re ours,” I growl into her ear, pushing my hard cock against her back. “Come for us like the good little dirty girl you are.”
“Ian,” she cries out, shooting an arm back to grab onto my shoulder. “Ian, Ian. Killian.” Her voice rises with her building pleasure, our names mingling on her tongue until she erupts in a screaming moan. The orgasm rips through her with a raging force that makes me tighten my hold on her to avoid her falling off me.
Killian licks a few more times while she comes down, then leans back and pulls his finger out. Jenna goes slack in my arms, panting, limp and heavy, legs dropping off Killian’s shoulders.He remains on the floor for a moment, licking his lips and watching her pussy. Then he gets up and wipes the back of his hand over his mouth. He looks out of breath when he leans down to press a swift kiss to her lips.
“You taste delicious, princess,” he says, then leaves, adjusting the straining length behind his pants as he goes.
Jenna casts a confused look at him, then at me.
“I think he had to go take care of something,” I say, and when she frowns, I add, “His cock. You made him rock hard.”
Her lips form an ‘O,’ but she’s too dazed to speak.
I firm my grip on her throat. “Just like you did to me.”
She squirms a little, making my cock ache as she moves against it.
“On your knees, Jenna.”
She struggles to make her limbs obey, so I grab her under the arms and help her to the floor. Then I grab the ring gag off the table and step in front of her.
“Open,” I demand.