The Devils Sister Read online Cilla Lee (The Devils Soldiers MC)

Categories Genre: Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Devils Soldiers MC Series by Cilla Lee
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 84334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
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“Yes!” she moans as her taste explodes on my tongue, I stand back up and go over to her box and pull out the butt plug. I turn her around, and she bends forward, giving me better access and slowly insert the plug into her pussy gettin’ it all lubed up from her cunt and move it back to her ass and insert it. “Oh fuck!” she moans more, and I reach around rubbin’ her clit

“That feels good.”

“God, yes! Please, Blaze” she begs as I kneel back down and devour her pussy fuckin’ her with my tongue flickin’ her clit “Yes, oh yes!” she moves her hips as I suck her cunt into my mouth. I nip her clit makin’ her jump a nice blush over her body “Oh god, I’m…” she comes on my tongue, her juices coatin’ my chin and I stand up

“You’ve made a mess,” I tell her, and she looks at my chin leanin’ forward and lickin’ her come off of my face. “Good girl.” I pull her to me and rub my dick onto her cunt, and she moans again

“Yes!” I lower her to the floor and step behind her and lift one of her legs rubbin’ my dick back and forth over her clit “please Blaze” she begs, and I tug on her nipples

“You want my dick?” I ask her knowin’ she’d do anythin’ at the moment to have my dick

“Yes, please, I want it!” I pull a rubber out of the drawer and slide it over my hard cock, the tight fit makin’ me moan. I move back behind her and pull her back slidin' in so slowly, her pussy clampin’ down on my cock. “God, I love your cock,” she pants as I slowly slide in and I roll my hips up and back fuckin’ her deep and slow. Her pussy tighter with the plug in her ass and I reach up cuppin’ her tits as I fuck her.

There’s a knock at the door, and I stop movin’ “What?” I yell out, and I hear Lila’s voice, I pull out of Candy and go to the door. “What do you want?” she looks behind me seein’ Candy still tied to the roof with the plug in her ass, the look of lust in Lila’s gaze

“Can I join you both?” she asks, and I motion for her to come in shuttin’ the door behind her

“Strip,” I tell her as I move back behind Candy and slide back into her. Lila comes over and stands in front of Candy and leans down suckin’ on her tits and I feel her hand rubbin’ Candy’s clit. I watch Lila go to her knees, and Candy jumps as Lila sucks her clit as I fuck her. I reach around holdin’ Lila’s head to Candy as she sucks, I feel Candy’s pussy quiver as I slide in deep fuckin’ her slowly rubbin’ her sensitive walls and she comes squeezin’ my dick suckin’ me in deeper keepin’ me locked in. I keep still as her cunt milks me hard, Lila still lickin’ her pussy and I pull out and untie her. Her arms fall, and I catch her, she reaches down as Lila keeps lickin’ and I move behind Lila and lift her ass up and slam into her makin’ her moan. I lean forward and suck on Candy’s tits as I fuck Lila’s pussy and she moans as I fuck her harder. “Put your finger in her ass,” I tell Candy, and she runs her hand down Lila’s spine to the crack of her ass insertin’ her index finger in slowly and Candy moans, her pussy tightens and I pull Candy’s mouth to mine kissin’ her as she fucks Lila’s ass and I fuck her pussy. “Lila finger in Candy,” I tell her and I can tell when she sticks her fingers into Candy’s pussy, she moans in my mouth, and my dick tightens up my balls tingle. I reach around and rub Lila’s clit, and she comes hard her pussy squeezin’ my dick, and I erupt into the rubber, Lila’s pussy milkin’ me as she comes. Candy comes again reachin’ down holdin’ Lila’s head to her as she comes moanin’. I stand up my heart racin’ and my dick soft, I walk into the bathroom and clean up. When I come back out the girls, stand up and head into the bathroom to clean up and wash whatever we used, and I get in bed and close my eyes.

Chapter Eleven

Ella

It’s the morning of the funerals, and I feel so sick, I’ve been up most of the night thinking about today and what I’m going to do with the rest of my life. Where am I going to go? What am I going to do? I have no one left in my life now, Brayden’s gone, Grammy’s gone, I have no friends no relatives, nothing. I stare at myself in the mirror, the dress I’m going to wear hanging on the cupboard door, and I think of my Grammy the photo of the three of us sitting on the side table. I feel so worn out with little sleep that if I lay down now, I could sleep for a week. I go into the bathroom and just stand under the water. The tension in my body, making everything ache as the heat of the water warms my chilled bones. As I step out of the shower, I look in the mirror, seeing the deep scars across my chest. That horrible night coming to mind and I’m thrust back to that night as I hold onto the bathroom counter


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