Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Brody moved away so she could slide them out, then he returned to his task.
The Fox took hold of her hand.
“Pup, Foxy says eat our girl’s pussy until she comes.”
She gasped as Brody slid his tongue inside her. Holy. Shit.
That felt so good.
Then the Fox distracted her by licking her fingers. “Most delicious. I think we could become addicted to you, baby girl. Perhaps rather than sucking your nipples each morning, Brody will want you to sit on his face. What do you think?”
How was she meant to answer that?
But he didn’t seem to need an answer. Right at that moment, Brody started flicking at her clit, and the Fox drew her fingers into his mouth and sucked.
Something built inside her.
No, she couldn’t.
Dirty slut.
The Fox bit down on her fingers, bringing her back to the present.
“He’s not here. I am. And you’re going to come for me. Come for your Daddy, baby girl. Be good for me. Push him out.” He took her fingers back into his mouth as Brody moved his tongue over her clit.
And her orgasm rushed over her, stealing her breath, her thoughts. She arched back with a cry. The world spun around her.
She’d forgotten . . . forgotten how good it could feel.
And what she’d done to herself before she’d been kidnapped . . . it was nothing compared to this.
As she floated back to reality, she was aware of both men hovering close. The Fox was on one side of her and Brody on the other. The Fox must have undone Brody’s hands because he had them just above her, looking like he wanted to touch her but not sure he was allowed. Someone had lowered her legs so she wasn’t completely exposed.
“Baby girl? How are you? You good?”
She nodded.
“What are you thinking?” Brody asked. “Are you okay?”
“I’m thinking . . . can we do that again?”
Both men stared at her. Then Brody grinned. “Yeah? Again?”
“It was sooo good. He kept trying to get in my head, but Daddy would push him out and you are so good at eating me out.”
“I am? Really? I did a good job?” Brody asked.
“Actually, no.”
His face dropped and she had to hide her grin. “I think you need lots and lots of practice. Starting now.”
A slow smile crossed his face and she leaned in to kiss him. “You were amazing. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. You never have to thank me for making you come. You were so beautiful. And I really loved doing that to you. It might be a new addiction.”
She blushed. Then she turned to the Fox and kissed him. “You’re amazing.”
“I’m not the amazing one,” he told her. “You are. My perfect baby girl.”
38
Autumn stared at her outfit in the mirror.
It wasn’t perfect. But since she’d had to do it on the fly with what she had on hand, she thought it would work.
It felt like the last two days had been all about her pleasure. There was little time that went past where they weren’t fingering her or spreading her out across a piece of furniture so they could lick her pussy.
It was almost decadent.
And while the senator’s voice still found its way into her head, she’d discovered she could mute him before he took hold. For the first time since her kidnapping, she actually felt free.
But she wanted more.
They kept refusing to take things further, even though she could tell how turned on they were. Last night, the Fox had laid her out on the kitchen island and had Brody eat her out while he fucked his ass.
So. Hot.
But she was ready for more.
No matter what they thought.
It was time for a bunny to catch a fox and a bear.
They were in the living room right now. She’d claimed to need something from the bedroom so she could sneak away on her own to put this on.
It was one of the many matching bras and G-string sets the Fox had bought her. She’d found a fluffy blanket and cut off a few pieces, putting some on the cups of the bra and over her pussy. And then she’d made a tail for the back. And she’d just drawn a nose and whiskers onto her face.
Could she do this, though?
Dirty slut. No one else will want to fuck you after I’ve had you.
You’ll beg me, slut.
You like that. Like having my fingers inside you.
“Fuck off, asshole,” she muttered.
Taking a deep breath, she walked out of the bedroom and toward the living room, where she found Brody on his knees sucking off the Fox who sat on the sofa. Brody was naked while the Fox had just pushed his pants and boxers down.
The Fox’s gaze went immediately to her. His eyes widened.
“Bunny?”
“You . . . you don’t have to stop.”
Brody drew back and turned, his mouth dropping open.