Brokk
What do you think? Leif asked me. My whole body tensed, straining to go to hers. I knew he felt the same.
How’s your control?
Good, Leif said. But it may not last long.
“Go to the furs,” I ordered Willow. “Touch yourself, as you did last night.”
“You may not climax,” Leif reminded her.
She pouted a little but nodded and went to her place, her bottom jiggling as she walked. My c**k jumped in my breeches.
“Our little captive is a wanton,” Leif observed.
“She’s everything we need.” But, inside, I felt cold. Could I do this? Could we mark her forever?
Willow lay on the pelts, her legs spread, her hand running up and down her plump pink lower lips. They would be soft and silky to the touch, like rose petals. She teased her pleasure nub with one finger then let out a sexy little m
