Too much. It was too much.
Tears pooled in my eyes behind the blindfold, and the word—my safe word—was on the tip of my tongue. It was too intense, too much. Too—
And then a warm hand settled on my shoulder. Alarr’s voice whispered in my ear. “Let go, mate. I am here.”
“You’re late.” Oran shoved hard. Deep. And I moaned, Alarr’s touch plus the hard, hard f*****g almost making me come again. More.
Alarr. My body relaxed into the pleasure in a way I hadn’t been able to before. “Yes, Alarr. Please.”
“I was detained by King Lev.” His hands worked their way over my sensitive breasts, stroked my abdomen, came back up to my throat before starting the journey again.
Oran growled at him, the sound not at all pleased. “This was not part of the plan.”
“What plan?” I licked my dry lips. That wo
