Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
“Max, stop,” Heath growls. “Before I come down your throat too.”
“Please, I want it,” Max moans.
“No. You don’t deserve it. Fucking earn it first,” he grits, pulling out underneath the pool table.
When Max rises, Heath grips his throat, all while still licking Ivy.
“Look at her. Look at how she’s writhing on the table from my tongue alone,” Heath says. “You want her, don’t you?”
With a drool-covered face, Max nods as he hovers closer and closer.
“Then watch like a good fucking boy while I make her come,” Heath groans, rolling his tongue around that sweet, wet pussy.
“Oh, please …” Max mutters as he starts stroking himself.
But I’m far too busy with her throat to mind whatever they’re doing. The minute she denied me that fucking kiss, I knew I needed to remind her who this mouth belonged to.
I bury myself to the hilt and wait, throbbing deeply inside her while she struggles with her leftover oxygen.
“Can you feel me here?” I ask, pointing at her neck. “Nod.”
She does what I say, her eyes widening with every missed breath.
“This cock belongs here for as long as I call you mine. You might deny me a kiss, but everything you are, this body, every inch, every breath, every scar, every lick, every drop of blood, every bead of sweat, and every fucking drip of your saliva belongs to me now,” I growl before pulling out. “Now say it. Who do you belong to?”
“You,” she says, coughing.
I pinch her cheeks and lean over to look her in the eyes. “Now you’re starting to get what it means to be mine. Now give me a kiss.” She frowns but still perks her lips, and I smash my lips onto hers, boring my tongue into her mouth to roll it around hers before I bite on her bottom lip to make her bleed so I can savor the taste. “That’s my good girl.”
A faint blush appears on her cheeks as I grin with satisfaction, and I arch my back and grip her face again to slam right back into that perfect little mouth I intend to use so many fucking times until she’ll want nothing but my cum for breakfast, dinner, and dessert.
“Oh God, I’m coming,” Ivy moans when I pull out.
Her whole body begins to shake, but Heath refuses to relent, his tongue swiping along her slit to lick the juices off.
“Please … let me have a taste of her,” Max begs, distracting me.
“She will come on my tongue again, and you will wait like a good fucking boy,” Heath growls. “Go play with her nipples to drive her mad.”
“Yes, sir,” Max responds, climbing onto the table to fondle her tits.
She moans from all the sensations overloading her, and the sound only turns me on even more. My dick throbs deep inside her as I thrust and thrust, coating my shaft with her saliva while I hold her head in place.
I don’t care that I’m face fucking her because she fucking adores it.
I can feel it from her tongue wrapping all around my shaft.
I can hear it from the amount of moans she’s letting out.
And I can fucking see it from the literal goose bumps scattering all over her skin.
She likes to be dominated, to be used, to be controlled … to be subjugated and forced into submission.
And no toy in the world could offer me more pleasure than a fucking prey who likes to fight back.
“You ran away from my tongue penetrating your mouth …” I groan. “So now I’ll claim it with my goddamn cock instead.”
She’s the perfect girl for all my fucked-up wicked desires, and the more I fuck with this girl, the harder it becomes to stop.
And judging from the way Heath and Max are toying with her like they would kill to hear her moan, I’m not the only one who’s become obsessed.
“Fuck, she’s gushing,” Heath groans, lapping her up like he hasn’t had a meal like that in years.
Max lavishly kisses her nipples. “They’re so perky, so damn perfect.”
I pull out to allow her a few breaths. “You ready, little thief?”
“I can’t breathe,” she mutters.
“You don’t have to. All you need to do is swallow and say thank you.”
“What?!”
I pinch her nose and force my way past her lips again until my piercings scrape across the back of her tongue and past her uvula.
“Now come,” Heath growls at her.
She squeezes her thighs together as his tongue circles around her most sensitive spot while I thrust and thrust until she can’t breathe any longer as I choke her on my length. I roar out loud and finish inside her.
But as she shakes her head, I grip her throat and keep my dick in place.
“Swallow. Swallow it all like the good fucking slut you are for me.”
“Fuck, I could feel her coming all over my fingers,” Heath groans against her slit, driving his tongue into her.