Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 73397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
I shake my head. “No, but umm…just…wow.”
All the men circle me, their hands now fisted around their cocks as they stroke themselves. If they could have gotten impossibly bigger, they definitely are now. Most of them are already dripping a steady stream of pre-cum. I lick my lips, almost involuntarily.
Jake even swipes his finger over the head of his cock, taking pre-cum on his finger. He brings it to my lips, smearing it over them like a gloss. My breath hitches.
Jake’s voice breaks the trance our eyes hold.
“Taste it,” he commands.
I inch my tongue out again, still watching his eyes as I lick the sweet sticky fluid from my lips. It feels like a bolt of electricity rushing through my body the moment I taste him.
“That’s…incredible!” My voice cracks a little, but I am so enjoying the taste.
Every inch of my body vibrates. The way they look at me…it’s as though they’re giant predators. And I’m their prey.
I know I should be scared, but I love the way they entice me with their penetrating stares.
Each set of twins moves forward, their cocks at full attention, each one of those dicks being stroked right in front of my face.
Directly in front of me is Brandon, smirking as he looks at the others, and then at me.
“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”
I react without thinking. I open my mouth, obeying and sticking my tongue out at Brandon.
I don’t have time to pull it back in when he swipes the head of his cock over the tip of my tongue. The taste awakens every part of my taste buds. Salty, sweet, and delectable.
I want more than just a taste.
“Keep your tongue out for us,” Brandon whispers, his hand jacking his cock as he moves for another to take his place.
Each one of these ten men swipes the head of his cock over my tongue. I don’t realize it at first, but they’re marking me. It’s a pissing contest for Alpha males. Mark the woman you want with your scent.
Usually, this club is for punishment and pleasure…but this is a heightened level of sexual seduction.
So many different tastes overwhelm me. It’s my first time having a cock near my mouth, and apparently, it’s go big or go home because I have ten. It’s mind-boggling.
A sudden overwhelming urge rushes through my body. I want to take one and force it down my throat. But I don’t.
To make sure that I don’t do anything I regret, I slip my fingers under me. Each one locked down to prevent them from wiggling forward.
“Don’t trust yourself?” Finn asks, the smirk on his face saying it all.
I shake my head. “Not at all. I’ve never been this…tempted my entire life.”
Circling me, Finn traces the tip of his finger over my shoulder. His finger knots in the stands of my hair. He gently pulls my head back so our eyes lock.
“Well, at least you know your weaknesses, right?” Finn whispers as he leans down to graze my ear with his pearly whites.
Every fiber of my being is on high alert.
I allow my eyes to drop closed for a moment. The fantasy in my head adds to what they’re doing. For a moment, I imagine my hands bound above my head, their naked bodies rubbing over me.
“You’re sweating, Evelynn. Maybe you need someone to take your temperature? Orally, of course.”
The voice from the corner is Brandon’s. He seems to love this little show.
His body is muscular, and he must be 6-foot-5, at least. Brandon looks like the man on the cover of the romance novel I took to bed with me last night. Even his hair is the same. Could this be all a dream?
Brandon moves directly in front of me, his hand stroking his cock to almost an explosive point―but then he stops.
Brandon’s eyes lock with mine as I open my mouth wide for him. I’m not sure I’m ready to do it, but I’m ready to try. It will be my first time having a cock in my mouth, and he’s 12 inches of throbbing lust muscle.
I close my eyes when Brandon’s cock slides into my mouth. I don’t know who’s touching me. I feel hands groping my body, but have no idea who they belong to.
Brandon pushes his cock deeper into my mouth. I gag the moment it hits the back of my throat. I’m not sure how much is inside, but my jaws feel stretched to capacity. And fuck, I must be a closet dirty little slut because I just want more.
I feel hands on the back of my head, but my eyes remain closed. I don’t dare spoil the experience.
I tremble when I feel someone―or more than one someone―removing my clothing. Will they fuck me? Will I satisfy all of them? Or are they doing this just to taunt me?