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)
I know Silas marked her as his. I know he considers her his toy.
But he’s not here, and she made a deal with both of us. What does it matter if I get to enjoy the spoils of our fucking hunt for myself?
My tongue rolls around and dips inside. I can still taste Max’s salty cum lingering inside her, but it only turns me on even more to know he was here. Just like back in class, he couldn’t help himself, but I can.
I just choose not to behave.
I wriggle my tongue across her slit and feel it throb underneath. I grin into her skin as her body begins to tense against my tongue, almost as if it’s just as willing to let me pleasure it without actually being aware.
If she only knew who was between her legs right now, she’d probably put my fucking knife to my own goddamn neck.
But I have never felt a hunger like this before, this craving to make this woman’s orgasm mine and mine alone. Fuck anyone who came before, fuck Silas, and fuck Max for keeping this from me.
I lick her up and then some, rolling my tongue around her sweet fucking slit like I haven’t been fed in years. My God, I can’t get enough.
One hand squeezes her thigh while the other fists my hard-on, jerking off like I’ve never had a more delectable pussy in my life. The taste of her and him combined is surprisingly even hotter than I could’ve imagined, and I stick my tongue inside and swirl around until her wetness is all over my mouth and she’s quaking with need.
“Fuck, you’d better not wake up now,” I murmur, and I replace my tongue with two fingers so I can lick her clit instead.
Her hand finds its way to her nipples, and she squeezes it subconsciously, making me grin.
“That’s it, little thief. Can you feel me claim your orgasm like I claim your fucking dreams?” I whisper, gripping her tightly. “It’ll never be enough now that I’ve had a taste.”
I circle around and around, watching her entire body tense up and finally release the pent-up orgasm. A gush of wetness flows out of her, and I lap it all up because there is no taste as sweet as the biggest sin that I just committed.
But fuck the rules and fuck whoever thinks it’ll stop me from enjoying this forbidden fruit. And fuck me for not being able to resist as I jerk off so hard while she comes that I can’t stop the orgasm from rolling over me, too.
And I come to a stand right as the cum bursts from my tip… all over her dainty little fucking body. I keep going, rubbing it all out until her entire body and even her face are covered in my spunk.
When the rush finally subsides, I release my dick and step back, watching the cum drip down her lips and onto the floor. A dirty smirk spreads on my face. What a wicked fucking sight to behold.
This … this orgasm might’ve been the first I’ve given to her.
But it will definitely not be the last.
And I can’t fucking wait to be back.
Max
In my dreams, Ivy is still riding me, licking my lips with that tantalizing tongue of hers, but as I open my mouth to moan, the sound refuses to come out. And with every thrust, her fingers squeeze tighter and tighter and tighter.
I can’t breathe.
But these nails aren’t sharp, and these fingers aren’t gentle. At all.
My eyes burst open as I suck in a breath that refuses to enter my lungs. Because two strong, calloused hands have wrapped themselves around my throat, a devilish grin all I see as the blur between dreams and reality fades.
“Is this what you like, huh? Do you want it rough, Max?”
Heath?
His hair falls over my face as he looks me dead in the eyes while I lie in my bed, utterly confused at what’s happening.
“You want to be smothered? Left breathless?” he whispers. “Used like a toy?”
My pupils dilate, and my lips part, but no sound comes out.
He knows.
“Yes, I fucking know exactly what you did last night,” he says, leaning in so close I can feel his breath on my skin. “Who you were with.”
I shake my head, willing my cock to go down before he sees.
“It’s too late to deny it, Max.” He lowers his gaze. “I watched you fuck that little thief.”
What?!
He watched me?
How?
“I—I…”
His eyes narrow. “You’re sorry?”
“Please,” I squeak.
Finally, his fingers pry away from my neck, and my lungs suck in the oxygen. I try to throw the blanket off me, my dick still hard as a rock just from that dream … and from his fingers, but he swiftly sits down on top of me and slams my wrists down on my pillow.