Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
She parts her lips to speak, but I drop the blade and cradle her face in my hands before crushing my lips to hers. “I am fucking done talking.”
She tastes pure and warm, and all I want to do is drown in her.
Kissing Noelle is so different from kissing the guys. Where they’re hard and bitter, she’s soft. With them, I’m an avalanche who doesn’t need to hold back, but with her, my desire moves like warm summer rain, comforting and protective.
Her legs wrap around my waist as I lift her. My cock is consumed with the heat radiating from her pussy, but it’s not her cunt I want to possess so much as her damn heart.
I pull back, both of us panting as if we’ve been running for days. Maybe in some ways, we have. I know I sure have been running my entire damn life. I touch my forehead to hers. “Your body can leave me, but I’ll haunt you until your dying day. And on that day, I’ll plunge a dagger into my heart because a world without you would be utterly bleak. For my only glimmer of light in the darkness would cease to exist.”
I slam her body against the wall and cover it with mine like a blanket. Without warning, I shove my cock into her pussy. I don’t ask permission because I’m not sure what I would do if she said no, and that makes me an asshole. But I don’t care. The desperate need for her is too strong to negotiate with reason. If I had to, I’d chain her up to have her for all eternity. Obsession isn’t always instant. It’s not like a wall of bricks falling over your head. Sometimes it’s subtle and invisible, like the wind. You can’t see it, but you can feel it.
“Say you’ll stay.”
Chapter 25
Lorne
Cas is rarely vulnerable. He isn’t the type of man who will split himself open and let someone see the festering wounds under the armor he’s built for himself. Out of the three of us, he’s the one who lives the most in denial. It’s like he’s created another realm to protect himself from all the horrendous trauma he’s endured.
They haven’t even noticed I’m standing here. They’re in a world of their own. He cut her. I was wondering how long he’d last before that happened. By the look of the blood at his feet, he’s cut her multiple times. Seems like she didn’t complain since she’s wrapped around him like a monkey while he slams her body against the wall with the thrust of his hips.
“More. Give me more,” she pants.
“You sure you want more, Snow?”
They turn to me. Cas smirks, and she simply nods her head.
“Words, Snow. Use your words.”
“Yes,” she whimpers.
“Bring her to the bed,” I order.
I move toward Declan, who’s lying on the bed, stroking his cock as he takes in the show. He has the lube on his nightstand next to the Holy Bible. The irony isn’t lost on me. The two things that give Declan both pleasure and torment.
Cas keeps fucking Snow as he carries her to the bed, and by the way she’s moaning in ecstasy, she seems to love it.
I pour the lube on Declan’s stiff cock and rub it in. I turn to Snow and dip a finger in her ass crack before sliding in and out of her. “We’re going to fuck you hard. We’re going to fuck you in all your holes, and we’re going to watch as you leak our cum for our pleasure. Understand?”
She nods again.
I grip her throat and squeeze until she turns red. “I don’t enjoy repeating myself, Snow. I told you once that nodding shit doesn’t work for me. Use your words like a big girl.”
“Yes,” she gasps.
I abandon her throat. “Good girl. You like a finger in your ass, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Well, baby girl, you’re about to get a lot more.”
She screams in blissful agony as Cas slowly impales her on Declan’s cock.
Declan’s hands move to her tits and he pulls on her nipples, stretching them until it seems he may rip them off. Snow doesn’t object and leans back into him, so I let it go. A part of me thinks maybe that’s the attraction for Declan. She seems to get off on pain.
“Choke her, Cas.” My order is final. He’s already been in her cunt, twice, and this time I’m going to be the one lost in her pussy.
He slides out of her and smirks like a lunatic. “Know what my favorite part of a twinkie is, Sunshine?”
Noelle shakes her head. “No.”
“The fuckin’ filling. Be a good little fuck toy for us, and I’ll reward you with the cleanup.”
She laughs as I grip her knees and push my cock into her. I’m not gentle. I don’t want to be. My need for her has bubbled and boiled over. As soon as my cock’s wrapped up by her wet cunt, a sense of calm comes over me. Some odd notion of home, something I’ve never experienced before. I don’t like it and I love it all at the same time. “What spell have you put us under, Snow?”