The Loch’s Due

Possessed and Bound on Samhain (Highland MFM Erotica)

By

Liora Cross

Chapter 1: The Loch’s Due

The path along the loch was narrower than she remembered from the daylight walk earlier. Fog had rolled in with the dark, thick and low, clinging to the water so the far bank disappeared. Halloween. Samhain. The estate manager had warned her the grounds got “restless” after dark this time of year, but she had wanted the air. The big house sat dark behind her, most of the rooms shut up, the laird supposedly away. She had the run of the place for the week. Or so she’d thought.

The water was black and still until it wasn’t.

Chapter 7: Until the Light

They didn’t untie her.

Callum checked the ropes at her wrists—still secure to the headboard—then nodded at Ewan. The younger man was already hard again, stroking himself as he watched her chest rise and fall. The spirit had quieted to a low, insistent throb, but it wasn’t gone. Every time the wind rattled the window it tightened, pushing her hips up in silent demand.

“On your side,” Callum said.

They rolled her carefully, wrists still bound above her head, one knee drawn up. Ewan slid in behind her first, thick cock pushing into her cunt in a slow, deep glide. She moaned at the stretch. Callum moved to the front, lifted her top leg higher, and pressed the head of his cock against her already-full entrance. The pressure was intense—too much, perfect. He worked in alongside Ewan inch by inch until both of them were seated inside her, stretching her wider than she’d thought possible.

“Fuck,” Ewan groaned against her shoulder. “She’s taking both.”

They moved together. Short, careful thrusts at first, then harder once her body adjusted. The dual fullness dragged over every sensitive spot. Callum’s hand settled on her throat again—light pressure, just enough to make her pulse jump—while Ewan’s fingers found her clit and rubbed in tight, ruthless circles. She came almost immediately, clenching hard around both cocks, a broken sound tearing out of her. They didn’t stop. They fucked her through it, the wet sounds obscene, the ropes keeping her exactly where they wanted her.

Callum leaned in and spoke against her mouth, voice low and rough. “One more. Then the light comes and it leaves you. You’ll be sore for days. Say you want it.”