Bound By Brielle (Crave & Cure Productions Book 3) by Daisy Jane

Author:Daisy Jane [Jane, Daisy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-23T16:00:00+00:00

twenty

Teach me how to be your sweet pup

brielle

I can’t deny the memory that flashes behind my eyes as I watch Lance lick Augustus clean.

Lick him clean.

A shudder wracks me as I grow damp—under my arms, down my back, on my upper lip. The room hasn’t changed temperature but watching them has warmed me from the inside out.

The memory of Aug’s command weeks back. The one I overheard. Stay. He commanded Lance to stay. At the time, it made me a little wild. How passionate must a physical relationship be if, in the middle of a fight, a singular and non-threatening word changes you? That’s what I thought. And it gave me chills. I can’t deny that.

But now it makes more sense.

It was a command from the ghost of their life.

I heard myself, in an out of body experience, say “I’m not an animal.”

But I am an animal, aren’t I?

Watching Lance on a leash filled my mouth with jealous, needy saliva. Watching Lance suck Aug’s cock—with Aug clutching a mantle of power—made my pussy juicy, and I soaked my satin pajama shorts just watching. And the way Aug and Lance had me the other night.

Their cum.

I didn’t get Aug’s cum firsthand—I only tasted them secondhand, off of Lance.

I tasted one man’s cum in another’s man’s mouth—and I fucked myself like crazy at the memory of it for the following week. I wanted to be the one to spit cum into another’s mouth, but at the same time, I was also glad to be the one who received it secondarily.

Point being. I’m wild, feral and crazy when I’m with them. I am an animal with them. One that needs, wants and craves all things men, all things submissive, all things sex.

I shake my head, overwhelmed and quite frankly, overheated. “I don’t know why I said that,” I spit out, suddenly a little dizzy, despite the fact I’m already sitting. “I mean, I do. I’m–” I finish the warm sparkling water and watch Lance rock back onto his haunches, sitting in front of Aug like a waiting dog.

I can’t stop staring at him like that. Submissive, patient, quiet.

So unlike the Lance I know at Crave. I blink at the back of his head, the hair made unruly by his Sir’s stroking grip. His owner.

His Sir.

I toss the word around my brain and in my mouth a few times, flipping it over to inspect every way it makes me feel. Sir. I envision saying that word to Aug. Sir. And saying it to Lance. Sirs. I picture myself the way Lance is, on my knees, head down, waiting for their fingers to feed through my hair, waiting for their commands.

“I’m prone to judging,” I admit, and find Aug’s features soften, and his shoulders do too. Lance’s back relaxes, but still, he waits for Aug, looking up at him. “I… So you treat him like… a dog?”

Aug tugs the leash and Lance takes Aug back into his mouth, just holding him there. His body remains motionless as he stays perched over Aug’s lap, cock sitting idle in his mouth.

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