Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
Because right now, I want nothing more than for the two of them to fuck me into the next plane.
When the tip of Milo’s curved length bounces up and down against my opening, I feel so much fucking power. The whimper that follows when I lower myself on top of him is nothing short of pure magic.
Just my pussy as it sinks deeper and deeper over his length is enough to bring this boy to his knees, and it is so fucking arousing I could come again. His curvy tip touches my G-spot, almost making me moan without any effort.
“Now ride him,” Nathan whispers behind me, his fingers digging into my thighs as he guides me over his dick again and again.
Milo moans too, and his hands find their way to my breasts, fondling, squeezing, toying with my nipples like he’s adoring every inch of me with his hands and his eyes.
“Fuck, your pussy feels divine,” he groans, throbbing within me.
“Don’t come yet, pussyboy,” Nathan growls, and he slaps Milo’s inner thigh so hard he jerks up and down.
After that toy Nathan used on me, I’m so overcome by need I start to use Milo like a dildo, but he doesn’t even seem to mind. This boy is so smitten with me; the love is almost pouring out of his eyes alone, and it moves me so much I lean down to smash my lips on his.
It’s crazy, stupid, and I’m probably drunk on lust, but fuck me, his lips feel so good while I’m riding him.
Nathan suddenly pushes something hot into the small of my back, and my body arches from the sizzle. My hand rises to turn and slap him. “What the f—”
He grabs my wrist and opens my hand to stuff a hot stone inside. “Now you know the pain …” His eyes travel to Milo, who swallows, not from fear but from excitement. “Wield it. Make him beg for it.”
I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t play these games, yet the heat, the pain, how it felt makes me want to dish it out too. So I bring the stone to Milo’s chest and press it down hard.
I thought his whimpers would make me hate him, but it only makes me want to give him more.
“Fuck,” I mutter as I pull back and watch the red mark appear on his chest.
It’s a testament to my rage. My undying need to hurt people.
And he’s a willing victim.
“Do it again,” Nathan growls behind me.
“But it’s hurting him—”
Out of nowhere, Milo grasps my wrist and shoves the stone onto his other chest out of his own volition, and his dick throbs inside me.
This … turns him on. He wants this. And he wants me to do it to him. To hurt him and relinquish my anger by taking it out on him.
Nathan leans in and whispers, “Now you know why I don’t like seeing him with others …”
“He is your perfect victim,” I mutter. “A willing, hungry participant.” I turn to look at him. “And you’re afraid I might take that away from you?”
He rolls one of the stones against my back, making me acutely aware of how much of a sadist he is … and that I might grow to like this pain too.
“No one is ever going to take him away from me. I won’t let them,” he groans, and he pushes one of the hot stones into Milo’s thigh, watching him writhe with desire. “But I’m more than willing to share.”
Nathan suddenly perches himself behind me, and he pushes me down so my chest rests on Milo’s.
“It’s about time you learned what it felt like to be owned by us,” Nathan murmurs.
My lips break away right as he pushes inside my pussy as well, and a loud moan escapes my mouth as he stretches me.
“That’s it, slut. I know you can take it,” Nathan groans, burying himself inside me too.
“Fuck, I can’t take it,” I mewl as he starts to move.
He fists my hair and tilts my head so far back I see the sauna’s ceiling along with his penetrative eyes boring a hole into me. “Look at me.” When I do, he buries in even farther. “You can do it because you’re a good fucking girl, and you like to be used.”
“Fuck! It’s so full!” Milo moans beneath me.
When they both start to move in sync, my eyes almost roll out of my head.
“Yes, that’s it, Lana, feel our cocks own this pussy now,” Nathan growls as he thrusts in and out of me. “Now use the stones. Give him the pain I’m giving you.”
I grab one of the stones he laid out on the bench and push it into Milo’s shoulder, then watch as he bites his lip in agony. He shivers underneath me, his dick throbbing, hard, ready to blow. And I realize this is such a fucking turn-on for me that my pussy begins to throb along with him.