Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
As she plants her hands on the pool table and attempts to get up, Dylan pulls out the lighter and holds it over her neck. “Don’t fucking think about it, Pen. You’re ours now.”
Fear flickers in her eyes, but when I swipe one finger along her slit, I can feel her get wetter and wetter.
She likes the scare.
The thrill of the threat.
And nothing in this world is more intoxicating than a girl who knows how to scream.
“I’m gonna take your fucking ass, Pen, and it’s gonna fucking hurt,” I grumble. “But you’re going to fucking love every inch of my cock inside you.”
I climb onto the pool table and perch myself behind her. As I spread her ass cheeks, Dylan tips up her chin and kisses her right on the lips, and a twinge of jealousy cuts through me like a dagger, but I ignore it.
“Alistair, fuck her pussy. Remind her who she belongs to,” Dylan says, grinning.
I throw him a glare, but he challenges me with an equally possessive look across her shoulder, and it almost makes me want to lunge at him right across this pool table.
But her ass is right here for the taking, and I am not letting her out of my sight again knowing she could run away at any moment.
I pull out the plug, and she shrieks. “God, that was fast.”
I press my lubed-up thumb into her ass. “You’ll be begging God for mercy by the time I’m done with you.”
The fear in her eyes makes my dick strain in my pants.
I pull it out, veins protruding as I position near her hole. Alistair pushes his length inside her with ease, and it makes me want to fucking jam this bottle of whiskey into his eye.
Instead, I thrust into her ass, claiming her like I was fucking supposed to before she ran off to be with them instead. But I’m not going to let them have her all by herself. I’ll fucking win her back and make her mine, forever.
Penelope
I’m ravaged by an onslaught of lust building in my body as Felix thrusts into my ass and Alistair into my pussy, the feeling so tight and full I can barely take it. Every ridge of their lengths pushes against my insides, and Felix’s piercings add so much pressure that I want to moan. But the second I open my mouth, Dylan plunges inside, stifling my sounds.
“That’s it, Pen. Take it deep like a good fucking girl,” he groans, plunging in and out of my mouth like it belongs to him.
Three of them taking me all at once, just like in my depraved fucking dreams I never dared to speak about out loud. But it’s real and dirty and so fucking sexy that I want to die.
“So fucking tight,” Felix groans, plunging in and out of me. “How often has this fucking ass been used, Pen?”
I can’t even reply because Dylan’s destroying my throat.
When he takes his hard-on out, I suck in a deep breath. “Never,” I swiftly reply because I know I won’t have much time.
Dylan slaps my face and rubs my spit all over. “Don’t lie, slut.”
“I’m not, I swear,” I retort. “I’ve never—”
“Then this ass belongs to me,” Felix groans, thrusting in so hard I see stars.
“You motherfucking possessive son of a bitch,” Dylan retorts before he thrusts right back into my mouth.
I can feel both of them colliding inside me, pushing and shoving each other out of the way as they fight for control, fucking my pussy and ass until I can’t even tell who’s where. And it makes my mouth fucking water.
“That’s it, make it nice and wet, Pen. Slobber all over it like the slut you are,” Dylan groans.
Good God, could this get any filthier?
I moan when Alistair starts to suck on my nipples as he hits that sweet spot.
“Yes, take their fucking cocks deep,” Dylan says. “Come all over them like the good whore you are.”
Fuck me. It’s too much.
I explode all over Alistair’s shaft, Dylan’s words and Felix’s thrusting too much to take.
And I moan as Dylan briefly pulls out, but it sounds more like a hampered cry.
Felix groans along with me. “You’re a sick little twisted bitch, aren’t you?” He grabs a fistful of my hair and pushes inside slowly, then pulls out. “Just…” THRUST. “Fucking…” THRUST. “Perfect.”
I can’t even catch my breath from that rolling orgasm before Alistair goes right back into fucking me again.
Dylan spreads my saliva all over his length, and I open my mouth in anticipation.
I shouldn’t be this needy or this horny, but I can’t stop myself.
Despite the fact that these fuckers are monsters.
They’re my monsters now.
And I’m the only one who can control these wicked desires brooding inside them as they unleash all of it onto me.
Saliva and pre-cum cover my whole face as I’m hammered in all holes by three of the most fucked-up guys I’ve ever met. And with Alistair’s mouth going crazy on my nipples, all my senses are going haywire.