Back and Better book

Chapter 34

Chapter Thirty-Four

Amira POV

When Erebus finishes off with me he leaves me on the X, panting from the scene. I never kn masochist

but when the vibrator was mixed with the paddle, the pain and pleasure mixed to maximize the pain.

“Although I’d love to taste you, you still need some energy for Christian and Damon. Christian will be

her in just a minute.”

Before leaving Erebus kisses me deeply, leaving me even more out of breath than I already am.

I can only thank the Goddess that I have a lot of energy and stamina as a white wolf. Because if I

didn’t… I wouldn’t be able to physically handle anything more. But I can, and despite being tired, I know

I’ll be able to take more.

The blindfold is still on, and I have to say, loosing sight seriously heightens my sensitivity to touch.

Almost painfully so, but I love it.

I turn my head towards the doorway when I hear it open and close. Christian’s here. I hear him take

steps towards me, before the ruffling of clothing gives away that he’s stripping.

After about thirty seconds the ruffling stops, making way for silence before I feel a hand brush my

n****e, causing me to jump.

. I feel Christian slowly undo all of my restraints, causing me to sag slightly. Scooping me up in a bridal

hold he carries be away from the wooden X, before dropping me on what must be the bed. Without

speaking he positions me spread-eagle before securing me in place with padded leather cuffs. The

material is soft on my wrists and ankles, definitely a relief after the metal cuffs on the cross.

Once I’m effectively stuck in place, Christian hums in approval. I feel him running a finger along my

folds. “Mmm, you are wet.”

His fingers leave my slick rfolds and I hear sucking noises, indicating that he’s licking my juices off of

his fingers.

“And you’re f*****g delicious,” he murmurs seductively. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

His fingers return to my core, and he uses both thumbs to spread my folds before I feel his tongue

come in contact with me. I let out a squeal that turns into a gasp as his skillful tongue maneuvers my

p***y, alternating teasing around my

clit with plunging inside of me.

“Exquisite,” he whispers, before continuing.

Moans are continuously escaping my mouth, seeming to only spurn Christian on. He licks and teases

until I can hardly stand anymore, before suddenly retreating.

I let out a whimper at the loss of my contact because I was about to climax, but his lack of presence is

quickly diminished when I feel him running his c**k along my folds. I can tell he’s wearing a condom,

but the sensation is still absolutely incredible. My breathing picks up speed even more than it did when

he was eating me out.

“Oh, Goddess… Oh, f**k!”

He lets out a deep, sexy chuckle at my reaction, before smoothly entering me. I let out a guttural groan

as my inner muscles start to flutter, telling both of us that I’m right on the edge.

Three thrusts. It takes only three f*****g thrusts for me to shatter, coming all over his massive c**k.

“Ahh, mmm… f**k, I don’t know if I can take this,” I moan out, feeling ridiculously sensitive. And Damon

hasn’t even shown up yet. He loves to play with my clit.

“You’ll take it, baby. You’ll take it because you have no other choice,” Christian growls, before resting

his thumb on my clit. He doesn’t move it around yet, but just holds it there, letting me know that he can

increase this incredible torture at any moment he wants.

I let out a small cry. “Oh, God,” I manage to say, completely overwhelmed at the sensation. His thumb

unintentionally moves, ever so sensation of being at Christians mercy. And although it’s a f*****g huge

turn on, it’s also vulnerable. I can’t help but be glad it’s him and not Damon right now, because Damon

would happily spend half an hour just making me come over, and over, and over again.

As my mates, there’s really no limit to how many times any of them can make me reach my climax. The

mate bond allows for them to give me or deny me as many orgasms as they feel like giving me.

Tapping his thumb on my clit a few times, Christian brings me out of my thoughts.

“Tell me when you’re ready,” he says softly, and I know he means for me to tell him when I’m ready for

him to start rubbing my clit. Closing my eyes I take a deep breath before nodding at him.

A torturously pleasurable feeling erupts through my entire body as he starts rubbing circles on my clit

slowly, and my entire body starts shaking.

I can also feel him pulsing inside of me, and it’s about thirty seconds before we come undone and

climax at the same time.

“Damon will probably want you showered,” Christian whispers in my ear, before removing my restraints

and slipping off my blindfold. I blink multiple times, trying to adjust to the light and my surroundings. I

see Christian smiling down at me first, causing me to smile in return.

“I have no f*****g idea how I’m going to survive Damon,” I admit. Christian leans down to inhale my

scent. “You’ll manage.”

With that he carefully picks me up, carrying me to the far end of the room where he opens a door,

leading into a bathroom.

There’s a large shower that also appears to have restraint systems in it.

“Don’t worry. I’m just washing you, we’re done for tonight, he assures, before opening the glass door,

turning on the warm water, and setting me down.

As promised Christian just carefully washes my entire body and even hair, using gentle and massaging

strokes.

He’s definitely the softy out of the three, but he’s also ridiculously smart and strong like the other two.

They just all show their love in unique and different ways, which I can’t complain about,

I mean, they’ve all f****d up to an extent. But they’re alpha werewolves, so I should have expected that

they’d all want to take what they can’t get with force… especially if that is their mate.

Damon stood by and watched as Erebus and Christian forcefully sank their fangs into my neck Erebus

bullied me for years.

And Christian… well, Christian’s the least at fault of them all, but he did mark me with out my consent

and despite my loud protests.

“I love you,” Christian says. “I love you too,” I finally admit