He was trying to give her exactly what she’d said she wanted. He was trying to top her, and Meg responded. It felt good to chuck her inhibitions and concentrate on pleasing Cian. Meg spread her legs and pulled her skirt up. She wasn’t wearing underwear. It was so much easier because she could feel how much she pleased him. It radiated off of him.
“You have a gorgeous pussy, Meggie mine. Now turn over and let me see that ass. I need to make a few things clear to you.”
Meg had to force herself to breathe. She turned over, the grass soft under knees.
“Higher, Meg. I want that ass in the air.”
Meg leaned over, putting her face in the grass, forcing her backside high.
His hand came down in a stinging slap. “That’s for keeping me waiting.”
Meg had to smile. She’d disobeyed him all day, but she got that little slap for making him wait for sex. That was Cian.
“You won’t make me wait again.” Cian slapped her other cheek and then spread her wide. “Now, look at that, won’t you?”
Meg hissed as Cian ran a fingertip around her anus. The pressure of his invasion felt dark and dirty. He pressed in.
“I’m going to fuck you here, Meg. Not today, but eventually. I’m going to rub oil all over my cock, and I’ll fuck this asshole. And you’ll let me, won’t you?”
Meg closed her eyes. He didn’t push his finger in very far, merely massaged the rim. “Yes, Cian. I’ll let you.”
“Damn straight.” He pulled his finger out and slapped her ass again. “Now turn back over.”
Meg rolled in the grass and immediately opened her legs so he could see his pussy.
He looked down, and she could feel something inside him relax. She could guess what had worried him. He had probably been worried she wouldn’t respond to him as she had Beck.
“I love you, Ci,” she said, and she meant it.
If he was worried that she wouldn’t care about him the way she did his brother, then she needed to put that out of his mind. Cian had quickly become her anchor in this world.
She had seen deep into his soul. It was ridiculous to try to hold herself apart from him. Cian’s soul was lovely and generous. He held back nothing. He had shown her the dark parts of himself. She knew he was jealous of how seriously everyone took Beck while they viewed his contributions as unnecessary. Cian had longed for his father to give him half the attention he lavished on Beck.
“I love everything about you,” Meg said, pushing her emotion outward so he would know it was true.
Cian fell upon her, done with any sort of play. “I love you, Meggie mine. Goddess, how I love you.”
He was ferocious in his need, and Meg softened under him. His big body pushed her into the hard ground, but she didn’t care. She loved his weight on her. His hands pressed her knees open. His mouth came down on hers. It was like he was trying to inhale her.
“Wrap your legs around me,” Cian commanded. He reared up on his knees and lined up his dick to her pussy. He stared down at that place where the head teased her creamy slit. “Goddess, that’s a gorgeous sight. You’re mine. I’ll share you with my brother, but you should know you’re mine, wife. Look at us. Look at how beautiful we are together.”
Meg slid her legs around Cian’s waist. She pulled her head up and looked down the length of her body. Cian’s cock was teasing at her pussy lips. His big cock was glistening with her juices. It was a lovely picture. But she wanted more. She needed him inside her. “Please, Cian.”
“Yes, wife, I want to please you.” He pulled his hips back and thrust into her.
He spared her not an ounce of his weight. She was crushed beneath him, and he was everywhere. He was deep inside her, shoving his cock in until his balls hit her ass, only to pull out and thrust forward again. His mouth took hers, his tongue stroking, plundering her mouth. His hands clutched her tightly as though he was afraid to let go. And his mind, his mind was giving his pleasure to her.
It felt so good. Meg tightened around him, not wanting to lose an inch of him. His thoughts came quickly and threatened to overwhelm her. He wanted her so much. He loved the silky slide of her pussy sucking at his cock as he moved in and out. He adored the sounds she made as he hit her sweet spot. His entire being pounded with the desire to mark her. He wanted everyone to know that this woman was his.
Meg pushed back against him, rotating her hips to find that perfect place. She lost track of who was feeling what and simply let the experience fill her senses. Her hands found his well-muscled ass and prodded him on.
She moaned as she felt how close he was. Everything inside of Cian was tense, his body tightening as he approached release. He went up on his knees and fingered her clit with a firm swipe of his thumb as he thrust as far as he could go.
His head fell back as he came. Meg felt the pleasure he took in filling her with jets of hot cum. It flowed from his body to hers, and her womb clenched and released with waves of pleasure. Cian continued to thrust, making sure he gave her everything he had. Meg moaned at the little aftershocks she felt when Cian hit a sensitive place.
Her husband finally fell forward, completely exhausted. He pushed her deliciously into the ground as he buried his face in her throat.
“Love you, Meggie,” he managed.
Meg smiled and held him to her.
Chapter Fifteen
“That makes me sick.” The vampire watched the couple as they made their way down the road toward the ramshackle cottage.
Liadan took in his measure. He seemed thin compared to a sidhe, but she knew that the vampire’s lankiness probably hid a wealth of strength.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, either,” Liadan replied. She tried not to roll her eyes.
She was surprised at the depth of animosity she felt for the human. She hated the way the red-haired girl hugged her body to Cian’s. She loathed him for smiling down at Meg and teasing her as lovers did. It was obvious that they were finally sleeping together, and that fact chafed.
“You told me she was at odds with the brothers.” Kinsey Palgrave frowned, the expression marring his handsome face.
Liadan and the vampire stood beneath a wide tree. The tangled branches gave them a place to watch the road and not be noticed.
Liadan shrugged. She wasn’t sure why it mattered. “I told you she wasn’t sleeping with Beck. He brought her home and left the very next day for your home plane. He didn’t even spend that single night with her. He preferred to sleep in the barn. She wasn’t pleasing to him.”
Beck had never thought to sleep in the barn when he was seeing her. Then again, he had never actually spent the night. He had used her and then walked back to his own cottage. Liadan was being forced to admit that her charms had not worked on either brother the way they should have. She had been sure this form would work, but something had gone wrong.
“Well, Cian Finn doesn’t seem to have the same problem.” Palgrave’s eyes darkened. “He is obviously fucking the consort.”
“I don’t understand why you care,” Liadan said, studying the young vampire. He was a royal, like the twins’ cousin, Dante. Unlike that imbecile they were related to, however, this vampire was serious. He was hungry for a mate and angry that the consort had been taken from him. He did not believe the competition had been fair.
Dante had told the whole tale at the tavern the night Beckett had brought his bondmate home. Liadan had heard the name Kinsey Palgrave as one of the competitors Beck had brutally defeated. Kinsey had been easy to persuade to her side. He had bought the story of how desperately the human wanted to leave this barbaric place. Now he was faltering. She needed to bring him back into the fold. She needed to convince him to kidnap or kill the human.