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)
Holy shit.
“Because you agreed to be my little plaything,” he says, a wicked grin on his face, “and there’s no coming back from that.”
Another painful gash is applied, and deep down in the dark corners of my mind, I begin to wonder what it is he’s drawing on me. And whether it’s supposed to feel so goddamn good to be hurt.
But it’s no use. I can’t see, and no matter how many times I’d ask, he wouldn’t answer.
“How much more?” I ask.
“You will take every inch of this blade and my fucking tongue before I will ever let you off the hook,” he growls.
He flicks my most sensitive spot with his tongue until my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head. “Please,” I mutter as I close my eyes.
“Hear that, Heath?” he murmurs from between my legs. “That sounds like a thief begging for mercy.”
But when I open my eyes, there’s a dick right in front of my face. It’s huge, at least seven, maybe eight inches of thick, veiny hardness with multiple piercings, including a reverse Prince Albert through the tip.
Heath tilts his head, a bemused smile on his face. “Like what you see?”
“Fuck you,” I hiss.
“Better put that filthy mouth to good use,” Silas groans, swiveling his tongue around until I can barely focus.
Heath grips my chin and forces my head back. “Open up, thief. Let me see if you can take my cum as easy as you took my money.”
He pushes down on my lips, and before I know it, he’s pushed the tip all the way across my tongue and into my mouth.
He barely fits in my mouth, not only the length, but the girth too.
“Make her gag,” Silas growls.
Heath pushes even farther, going past my uvula and into my throat. God, I can feel each and every one his piercings as they rub against my tongue.
“Fuck, you have such a tight little throat,” Heath groans, tilting his head back. “Almost makes me forget…”
Forget. Something I wish I could after tonight, but these boys will never let me.
But what could he possibly want to forget?
My teeth scrape against his length as I try not to choke while simultaneously trying to ignore the tongue gyrating between my legs … but it’s no use. These boys have my head spinning, and the longer it goes on, the deeper I sink into their madness.
Heath
I’ve felt my fair share of tongues before, but never one so filthy and willing to spew rage. Most girls who come into the Skull and Serpent Society house practically beg me to take them to my room and fuck them in every orifice. But this girl? She hates our fucking guts.
Which is why it’s the most arousing thing I’ve ever done. Fuck.
My cock slips so easily down her wet throat, and I can’t help grasp her neck to feel my length deep inside her. The thrill of toying with our prey has me groaning out loud.
“Fuck, we should’ve done this sooner.”
I pull out for a second to allow her to breathe, and she gasps for air, but the second she tries to spit out more swear words, I thrust right back in.
“Don’t use that tongue for swearing, put it to better use,” I say, gripping her face tightly. “Wrap it around my shaft and suck.”
She struggles with my size, but it only makes me harder.
Silas laughs. “That’s it; slip that cock down her throat and make her choke on it.”
“I know how to fuck a pretty throat when I see one. You focus on licking that pussy.”
“I’ll do what I damn well want to,” he retorts, and he punctures her skin with his knife again, writing the next letter onto her skin while he laps up the blood like an animal in heat. “And this slut will take whatever I have to give.”
He slaps her pussy, and it makes her jolt up and down, her moans reverberating through my shaft, and my balls tighten from how good it feels.
“Her sounds are the icing on the cake,” Silas says, flicking his knife around.
“I’ll give her some icing,” I say, grinning like a crazed motherfucker as I slide in deeper and deeper.
She gargles, and I pull out for a moment.
“One. Two. Three.”
Her eyes widen. “I—” I grin and shove right back in again, watching her struggle with the limited amount of oxygen I allowed her.
What she doesn’t understand is that her body no longer belongs to her.
It belongs to us now.
I thrust and thrust, spreading her own saliva all over her face before I dive back in again, making her filthier with every stroke.
Oh yes, I will very much fucking enjoy playing with this newfound toy.
Maybe this girl … will finally make me get over it.
This girl right here with her filthy mouth and her greedy little lips, sucking me dry as she tries her best to atone for her sin. Every one of my thrusts is matched by a swirl of Silas’s tongue around her most sensitive spot, causing her whole body to spasm from the stimulation.