Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32219 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32219 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
My eyes widen when I notice the Saint Andrew’s Cross in the corner. The medieval structure looks out of place in the modern chic of the room. “I will not be on that torture device, right?’
Kian laughs, “Nah, we’re not so much into that stuff.” He kisses my neck. “But if you want to look at the table over there, you can pick out anything you want.”
I take in all the toys on the table. Axel got what I asked, but he’s also picked up some other things. Crops, wipes, vibrators, dildos, paddles, and rope. But what catches my eye is a large purple dildo and butt plugs.
“Get in the circle, Kitten,” Axel demands.
“What?”
“You heard me, little sister. Be a good girl and do as your big brother asks. Get in the damn circle.”
I moved to one end of the circle. Axel smiles, removing his suit jacket and crisp white dress shirt before stepping into the opposite side of the circle. He walks around, edging closer to me, and I step away, trying to avoid him.
“What are you doing, Kitten? Stay still,” Axel growls.
This is a game for him. Axel likes to chase, and I like to be caught, but what gets me going is him making me submit. I’m not someone who will bend easily for him, which is what he needs. Axel doesn’t want a submissive, he wants a challenge he can force into submission.
“Make me,” I taunt.
Axel sports a lopsided, wolfish grin. “With pleasure, sis.”
He leaps and is on me in an instant, his body covering mine like a blanket. I try to push him off me, but it’s impossible. He’s so much bigger. I claw his back, digging my nails in as I scrape them down his flesh.
He hisses but doesn’t move. “Gotta try harder than that, Kitten.”
His words enrage me. I glare at him and bite his shoulder. The metallic flavor of blood floods my mouth, but I keep biting harder, showing no mercy. Axel wants to play, then let’s play. Let him get a taste of his own medicine.
Axel moans and digs his hard cock into me. I’m drenched. This whole exchange is a fucked-up aphrodisiac, an hors d’oeuvres leading up to the main event.
He loosens his grip on me, and I get on top of him. “You want it rough, Axel?” I punch him in the face and jump off him into the other end of the circle. “I’ll give it to you rough.”
“Oh, sis. You don’t even know what you’ve started.”
Before I can say anything, Axel barrels toward me, his fingers around my neck as he slams me into the wall without mercy. I feel the pain in my back, but the rush of endorphins is so high I don’t care. This is Axel unleashed like he was in the forest.
He growls in my ear. “Ready to have your brother fuck your pussy again, Kitten? Not only am I going to destroy your cunt, but so are they. We’re hungry, baby, and you’re the main course.”
I glance at Ronan and Kian. Predatory hunger lurks in their eyes. They’re both naked, their large cocks at full mast, ready to join the fun. Kian grabs Ronan’s dick, a smirk on his handsome face.
I struggle against Axel, and he laughs before crushing his lips to mine. His teeth dig into my bottom lip, pulling it toward him before he bites down. He doesn’t care about the blood now flowing in our mouths. He pushes up against me, holding me immobile as his mouth explores mine with passion and need. The kiss is feral, uncontained, and bursting with heat. It’s the kiss a man gives you when he’s drowning, and only you can save him.
I’m lost in the moment, transfixed by Axel and the anticipation of what’s coming.
Chapter Twenty-Four
KIAN
Doesn’t she know that the more she struggles, the more we want her? Does she do it on purpose? Stella is a bad girl, trapped in the body of a good one, and there’s nothing hotter.
She yelps as Axel tosses her on the bed by her throat. “How are you able to do that? I’m not a tiny girl.”
Axel growls, stalking toward her. “I’m not a little bitch playing at being a man. I love your body, and I sure as fuck can handle it.”
My fingers tug at Ronan’s head as I direct him on my cock. It feels good. Ronan is a good cock sucker. He sucks dick like a champ. “Good boy. Take that cock in your mouth. Make me all nice and hard so I can pour all this cum in our girl’s hot cunt.”
“Fuck,” Stella moans, bringing my attention back to her. She’s spread eagle on the bed, Axel’s head buried deep in her pussy as he tugs at the chain connected to nipple clamps.