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)
“Don’t you understand? Every inch of you belongs to us, along with every fucking breath you want to take,” I groan, pulling out. “Now suck in that oxygen, little slut.”
She coughs and heaves for one second because that’s all I’ll allow her before I dive back in.
“Wrap that pretty little tongue around my cock,” I say, slapping her cheeks until she finally does it. “Good girl. I know you like being used like this.”
“Fuck, she’s so tight,” Silas groans, burying himself inside her to the hilt. “Take my fucking cock deep.”
“Fuck, she’s drenched,” Max moans.
“You lick that sweet little pussy, Max. Keep her on that edge, don’t let her come again,” I growl, thrusting into her mouth like it’s a pussy. “This throat is so goddamn good for fucking I’m going to blow my load.”
She mewls and shakes her head, so I grab her wrists and put them on her belly. “You keep those hands there while I coat that tongue with cum.”
“You’re gonna take him all the way, thief,” Silas says. “We’re going to fill you to the brim, and you’re going to keep it all inside, aren’t you?”
“Swallow me down,” I groan as I thrust three more times before going balls deep.
My dick throbs deep inside, and my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head as I roar out loud while my seed spurts into her, coating her throat.
I slap her cheek and pinch her nose. “Now swallow. Swallow, or you won’t get to breathe anymore.”
Her eyes are red, and her lips are swollen, but she still does exactly what I say like the greedy little slut she is, and I can feel her tongue wrapping around my shaft to clean it all off. “Good girl.”
“Oh please, can I taste it?” Max moans.
“Fine then,” Silas growls as he pulls her down from the rock and bends her over. “Open your mouth, slut.”
I grab Max by the neck and push him down, tilting his head up by his hair. “Open your mouth.”
She dribbles what’s left of my cum right into Max’s mouth, who gobbles it up like a needy little twink. “Good boy.”
Now this? This is what I would fucking die for.
He leans in and steals a kiss from her while I tear off my mask. So I do the same, stealing him away from her, before I kiss her too, tonguing the two of them at the same time until our moans turn into one.
Not one, but two of my favorite toys as my fucking lovers.
Mine to use … mine to fucking cherish.
Until the day we fucking perish.
Silas
I rip Ivy away from their lips and throw her down onto the muddy ground where my knife lies. I straddle her and shove her legs up far above her waist, exposing that filthy little pussy for everyone to see. And I give it a good slap so that I can listen to her scream.
“That’s my girl,” I growl as I push the knife into her cheek. “I need more. I’ll always need more, little thief. The one thing you stole wasn’t yours to take … so now you’ll have to endure a lifetime of beggary. Think you can do it?”
“Silas,” Max says through gritted teeth like he’s scared for her.
But Heath holds him back by grabbing his throat and kissing him instead, distracting him long enough so I can finally have some one-on-one time with her.
She whispers, “You won’t kill me.”
The edge of the blade punctures her skin. “Tell me why you think that a serial killer would be able to stop himself.”
“You made a deal …” Her eyes sparkle. “A new deal. One neither of us can ever run away from.”
Forgiveness.
That’s what she promised to deliver to my greedy fucking heart.
The one thing I will never be given freely … unless I work for it every damn day of the rest of my life.
Grinning, I pull at my mask and tear it off, chucking it aside. “Then you truly are a master thief,” I say, slowly sliding the knife down her body as I lean up to watch the fear slowly build in her eyes. “Stealing not just my heart … but my freedom too.”
I puncture her skin right above the scar I have already created to draw out a letter.
“You’re chained to me, Ivy,” I murmur as I pierce her skin again, finishing the first letter.
“And I need the entire world to know you belong to me in every sense of the word.”
“God!” she yelps as I carve the second letter.
“God can’t hear you in the depths of hell, little thief. But the devil can … and he sure loves to hear you beg,” I murmur.
Her blood pulsates with heat, and I bring some to my lips and suck it up gleefully before adding the third letter.