Fallen Into Hell: Fallen: Book 2, Layna Snow [the mitten read aloud .TXT] 📗

She couldn’t imagine ignoring that order!

She shut her eyes quickly and felt hands along her body. She knew they were Sins. They were smaller, thinner and rougher. His nails scrapped her nipples sharply.

Her insides clenched and her body ached. She was so sensitive that she was sure that she’d orgasm if they told her to.

Next came Sin’s lips, pressing against her own, demandingly. He nibbled on her lower lip, muttering about pillowy softness and other things. She was too dazed to pay much attention.

At her rear she felt Thane’s hand squeezing her butt cheeks with what she’d call loving force. She was sure that he’d leave bruises but she didn’t care. They were his mark and she would gladly wear them. Sin moved back from her face, but continued to play with her breasts.

And then she felt a cool liquid at her back opening. Like Sin had done while in Hell, Thane spread the substance around and then pressed it into her to get her ready.

Thane’s finger was thick and long and she couldn’t help but clench around it. “Tight.” He muttered, moving in and out of her.

As he did so, the liquid began to heat and tingle.

Looking into Sin’s amused face, she gasped.

The dual sensations of their hands on her body was amazing, distracting and overwhelming. The warming in her back entrance only added to the barrage.

“It’s ginger lube. Livens up all those nerve endings. It will be so good to be in you. You’ll like it. Now, close your eyes.” He said bringing his mouth back to hers. This time, the kiss wasn’t so fleeting. This time, he took control of her mouth, plunging his tongue in to eat at her with horribly erotic sensations.

Thane pushed the plastic past her loosened muscles, and nuzzled his face against her hair.

Oh gosh! She just wanted to move! She wanted someone’s hand, mouth or dick. She needed the attention on her pussy, the pressure.

She needed something more!

Her hips casted forward, and Sin kissed his way to her ear, his breath coming in short and fast. “Tell us you’re ours.” He demanded, his hands leaving her breasts to be replaced by one of Thane’s. Thane’s other pulled on the plug, taking it out a little only to push it back into her.

“I’m yours.” She whispered harshly, her breath breaking as Thane pushed the plastic back in.

“You like Thane fucking your ass with the plug, don’t you?” Sin asked, and she nodded.

She shouldn’t like it. It was wicked but it felt so good.

Thane and Sin both growled, the sound so sexy that she almost came!

Sin trailed the end of something cold against her neck. “Keep those peepers closed.” He warned, his minty breath fanning her face.

“You are ours. Only ours. Say it.” His demand was harsh, his words as thick as cement. He was getting more turned on. Good! She couldn’t be the only one!

“I am yours, Adrian. And Thane’s. No one else’s.” Her throat ached, but she had to say the words. Had to whisper them, so they could hear. It was too important.

She would vow it if they needed her to. Never would she find what she needed from anyone else. She couldn’t be as comfortable with other Doms. She wouldn’t be able to accept or love anyone else. Not like she did them.

“Good,” Sin praised, placing something metal and cold around her throat. “You are ours and we are yours no matter what.”

“Follow,” Thane said, moving away to take her hand.

When she would have opened her eyes, Sin growled. “Keep them closed!”

The last thing she wanted was a punishment! What she needed was more of them!

Besides, Sophie trusted them. They wouldn’t do anything to seriously harm her.

So she followed, holding Thane’s hand in a death grip so that she didn’t fall.

Soon her feet hit tile and she was positioned in front of Thane. His heat warmed her back even as the tile cooled her toes.

“Open.” Thane rasped.

The first thing she noticed was their location. She stood in the bathroom in front of the mirror. The second was the beautiful choker style necklace that wrapped around her throat. It was a luminescent rose gold, with small hoops connected with braided metal. It was lovely and she couldn’t help but touch it.

Amazing.

“It’s a collar.” Sin said, reaching up to finger the metal. “It shows that we are your Masters. Don’t take it off, ever.”

Thane’s strong finger petted it next, his eyes warm when they met hers in the mirror. This was their symbol of commitment. It showed how much they wanted her. She knew that only serious permanent relationships had collars and titles other than Sir. I’ve done my research. They wanted to stay with her.

“Love you both.” She mouthed, needing to show how much she appreciated this. How much she needed them in her life.

Adrian turned and pulled her into his arms, pressing a kiss to her temple. “I love you too. Almost as much as I love your breasts.” He added, and Soph smiled. It was just about as romantic as he could get. And it was much more than she could ever hope for.

Never once had she thought that Sin would love her. He just wasn’t someone who said things like that. He was strong, amazing, but didn’t like to commit to anything besides Thane. But he was doing it for her. Because he loved her.

Her eyes burned, tears leaking down. She tried to hold them in, but this was just so perfect. So sweet.

“Oh shit don’t cry!” He begged her, pulling away to look down at her with a horrified expression. “We didn’t do this to make you sad! You’re supposed to be all wet somewhere else! I don’t think I’m allowed