Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Briar’s legs shake as Malachi stops thrusting his hips. He’s now holding his position in her mouth. There’s no way she can breathe, yet she won’t tap him to get off her. She’s stubborn. That will help her survive.
Malachi holds her legs, his face buried deep in her pussy. He laps at her like a man searching for the meaning of life, knowing the only way to find it is within her cunt.
“That’s it, Fawn,” Ezra encourages. “Come all over my cock like a good fucking girl. Show me what a slut you are and how much you love cock. Next time, pretty girl, we’ll fill all your fuck holes. You’ll be so pretty lying there, open and exposed, with our cum pouring out of you.”
My cock is as hard as steel as I hear Ezra’s words, and visions of her on display are vivid in my mind. I’ve also watched the videos of her in her room, spread out and exposed to my hungry stare. I’ve jerked off to her curves, pretty pussy, and giant tits. Malachi serviced my cock until I came down his throat at the exact moment she screamed her release into her pillow. I’ve seen visions of her face in my sleep and woken up hard as steel with memories of her orgasms in my mind.
“Fuck, you sucked me dry, Tiger,” Malachi says as he pulls out of her.
Cum and spit slide from the corner of her mouth. I’m ashamed of how turned on I am at the sight of her lying on the ground, an image of depravity. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
Ezra smiles. “That’s it, Fawn. Your cunt walls are squeezing my cock tight. Milk the cum right out of me, you dirty fuckin’ whore. Show me you’ll be a good little fuck hole for Daddy. Such a pretty little fuck doll. Look how much we all want to fuck you. Don’t you feel like a pretty little whore for us?”
Malachi gets off her, his black motorcycle boots framing her head as he stares down at her, still on her back, mouth open full of saliva and cum. “Let me help you with that, Tiger.” Malachi bends, and I have a perfect view of his tongue delving into her mouth.
Briar doesn’t answer because she can’t. She’s trying to swallow the cum in her mouth, but it’s too much for her and flows down her cheeks until it hits the hardwood floor.
The scent of sex fills the room as Malachi crouches on his heels, his semi-hard cock dangling between his legs. “Let me help you with the mess, Tiger.”
He falls to his knees and brings his mouth closer to hers. Darting out his tongue, he licks hers and pulls at the thick white liquid, bringing it into his mouth. His mouth crushes hers, and I stare in adoration as they pass his cum back and forth between them.
Ezra, not wanting to be outdone, has his face between Briar’s legs. He adds a finger, then two, pushing his cum in and out of her. “Fuck, Fawn,” he pants, “your pussy is worth fucking dying a slow, miserable death for.”
He turns and captures my gaze as he pulls his fingers out of her pussy, brings them to his lips, and sucks. He’s tempting me, and he’s succeeding. All I want is to fall to my knees and taste every fucking inch of her.
As the two of them finish their sensual and vulgar acts, I step forward and lift her into my arms. I don’t say a word to my friends as I walk out the door and down the hall.
“Where are you taking me?” she asks, her voice shaking with satiated bliss.
“I’m going to clean you up and put you to bed.”
She stiffens in my arms. “I’m not a baby. I can take care of myself.”
“I know, delam. You’re resourceful and strong, but sometimes it’s nice to know there are people in the world who will make time to take care of you.”
“What will your kindness cost me?”
Her question is a punch in the gut. A statement that reveals no one has been kind to her because they wanted to. That her life is filled with barters. The notion makes me sick because that’s exactly how she ended up in my arms in the first place.
“I don’t want anything from you, Nafasam, at least nothing you aren’t prepared to give me willingly. Actually, that’s a lie. I want you to trust me. I want you to know I’ll never hurt you and that you are completely safe with me.”
“Hard to know that when you’re blackmailing me.”
I hold her tighter, my tone more abrupt and aggressive than I intended. “No one blackmailed you, delam. You found yourself in an awful situation and came to the devils to make a deal. Devils always get the better end of the deal. Besides, you’re part demon and don’t find things as distasteful as you claim.”