Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Shoving his pants to his ankles, he kicked them across the room and went to his bed. Lying back, he closed his eyes, and imagined their little princess in the other room. Those tits had been huge, and he loved her hips were more than a handful. There was something about a woman with a body made for fucking that just got his dick nice and hard. Leah was all curves, and he even loved her thick thighs as well. She was shaped to take a pounding. Her body was made for sex, and damn it, he wanted to show her a thing or two.
Leah was designed to take cock, a lot of it.
Those plump lips would look amazing wrapped around his dick, sucking him in deep. He’d make her take the whole of his cum, drink it up, and moan as she did.
Those tits, not only were they meant for his mouth but also to have his dick sliding through as her tongue licked across the tip of him, waiting for his cum to decorate her pretty face and neck.
Wrapping his fingers around his length, he worked his dick, getting even more excited as he thought about Leah on her knees in front of him. Her lips sliding up and down, begging him for more. He’d push to the back of her throat, and she’d purr like a fucking kitten as he deep-throated her.
When he had enough, he’d move her to her back, spread those thighs and feast on that pussy of hers.
Her virgin cunt.
He didn’t care if he was the one to pop the cherry or if it was one of his club brothers. They were everything to him, and he didn’t have a problem sharing Leah with them. Watching them touch her, bringing her closer to orgasm, or even helping her as she fucked his cock.
Trick moved his hand up and down on his length faster, thinking of Dig, Edge, Tank, and Junior touching her. One of the men shoving his dick into her mouth, the other in her ass. She could work the others with her hand, and he would ride her pussy, and watch her come apart.
They could bring her to orgasm again and again.
He worked faster, feeling the first stirrings of his arousal. He grabbed some tissue, ready to catch his cum. As he came, he did so with a growl, and panting. His only thoughts were of Leah and what he wanted to happen.
She may belong to all of them, sold to them for a debt, but that didn’t for a second mean they couldn’t enjoy her.
Each of them could give Leah what she needed.
Lying back on his bed, he closed his eyes. His heart was slowing down after his orgasm, and he felt sleepy.
He needed to rest, and then, he wasn’t going to back away, not from Leah. He had a feeling all of the men were going to make a play for her, and he wasn’t a gentleman, never had been, and never would be.
Chapter Six
Edge got up early and was surprised to see Leah already in the kitchen. She didn’t appear to be limping or look in any kind of pain. She wore a pair of shorts and a tank top. Her hair was down, and it looked like it hadn’t seen a brush that morning.
She turned toward him. Her hand was on her side.
“Morning,” she said. “Do you want some coffee?”
“Your side.”
“It’s fine. Just a little pain every now and then.”
“Let me see.”
“It’s fine.”
“Did I look like I was asking permission? Let me see, or do you want me to chain you up again just to look?”
“You don’t have to be so bossy.”
“And you don’t have to be a royal pain in my ass, but guess what, I have to put up with that as well.” He gave her a wink, and approached her.
“I made coffee.”
“Let me see your side.”
“It’s just a little bruised. Honestly, I’m fine.”
He put his hands on his hips and stared at her. He didn’t say a single word, waiting for her to realize there was no way out of this conversation.
“Fine. Fine.” She lifted up her shirt, and he noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra. The hard points of her nipples pressed against the fabric. They were so tight he wanted to suck them right into his mouth.
Pushing those thoughts aside, he watched her side as she lifted up the top. Never had a piece of fabric gotten in his way so much.
It wasn’t as bad as he imagined. It was just bruised. He reached out, touching her.
“It’s tender, but there’s no pain. Believe me, I wouldn’t be foolish enough to think I could handle something like that.”
He touched her ribs, and he couldn’t feel any breakages and she wasn’t screaming in pain. “We’ll keep an eye on you, okay? I don’t want you hurt or anything.”