Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38466 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38466 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Deacon growled against her before saying, “You’ll take all we have to give because that’s how you want it.” His tongue left a scorching trail of liquid fire around the shell of her ear. “I love hearing you beg. It makes me harder than I’ve ever been.”
The dominance laced in his words didn’t frighten her or bring up memories of her time with Paul. The dominance that came off of Deacon was nothing like the sadistic control that filled Paul.
The difference was tangible. She felt safe with Thayer and Deacon, felt like they would watch over her and make sure no one would hurt her.
They wouldn’t cause her pain to hear her scream in agony because they derived pleasure from it.
Deacon massaged her ass and slipped his fingers between her thighs. The first touch of his thick fingers slipping between her cleft and gathering her moisture had her hissing in pleasure.
He moved them back and forth, and teasing her opening before moving to the puckered hole of her bottom. She tensed when she felt him spread her moisture around that virgin part of her, but he whispered how good she was doing, how her strength made him proud.
Their voices of encouragement had her hesitation leaving and her lust rising.
“W-will it hurt?” She gasped the last word out when Thayer slipped two fingers into her sopping cunt at the same time Deacon gently inserted his equally lubed fingers into her ass.
They synchronized those digits inside of her until she withered between them, seeking more yet trying to escape because it felt too good.
“We would never hurt you, sweetheart.” Thayer whispered along her breasts. She speared her hands in his hair, and curled her fingers into his scalp.
She felt the warmth of Deacon’s body leave her for a moment. The sound of a lid opening pierced the fog of arousal swirling in her head. Cool liquid touched her overheated skin as he worked his lubed finger over her anus.
Thayer hissed when she tightened her nails on his head, and she started to mutter her apology, but his mouth claimed hers in the next second. One of them lifted her leg and draped it over Thayer’s waist and exposed her pussy.
The thick tip of Thayer’s cock pressed to her greedy body. Breaking the kiss, she panted for air as he worked himself inside of her. He was just so big, so thick, that the stretch and burn of her muscles trying to accommodate his penetration was enough to make her lightheaded.
A hand caressed her cheek and urged her to turn her head to the side, away from Thayer’s face. She forced her eyes open and came face-to-face with Deacon’s equally impressive cock.
The tip was flushed red, and a drop of pre-cum beaded at the tip. The way he gripped the root and ran his palm up and down the length had her mouth watering for a taste of him.
Arching her neck, she opened her mouth and ran her tongue along the bulbous tip. The explosion of flavor slammed into her taste buds. He was sweet and salty, and so very male. Latching her mouth around the crested tip, she sucked on him.
He grunted, and his hips shifted forward an inch, forcing his erection a little deeper into her mouth. He was far too long and thick for her to take completely, but what she couldn’t reach with her mouth she stroked with her hand now gripping him.
Small bursts of cum burst into her mouth, and she happily swallowed it. His hips started rocking back and forth, pushing him a little deeper until she felt his tip hit the back of her throat. Moaning around him, she felt her world spinning out of control as Thayer pushed the last of his dick inside of her.
His teeth scraped up and down her neck, leaving pleasure/pain in its path. Hollowing out her cheeks, she sucked on Deacon until he breathed roughly and unevenly.
Thayer’s humid breath coated her neck as he moved, pushing all of his cock inside of her until she felt filled in every way possible.
She wanted to taste Deacon’s seed fill her mouth, and she thought he would do just that, but he pulled out unexpectedly and slid back behind her.
His mouth met hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth. There wasn’t any doubt he could taste himself on her tongue, and that thought turned her on more. While he made love to her lips his hand gripped her ass cheek and spread it.
The feel of his shaft start to press against the tight hole had her tensing.
“Shh, baby. Relax for me. Bear down, and let me in.” She did as he asked, and the tip slid past the tight ring of muscle.
With care, Deacon pushed into her. Thayer had since stopped thrusting and gave her body time to adjust to the second act of penetration.