Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 17170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Lacey whimpered beneath me, trying to get away. Like she didn’t crave him. She did. She wanted us both.
“I thought you wanted that money, sweetheart.” I chuckled at her fake fear. “You didn’t think you’d only have to spread your legs, did you?” I glanced at Tobias, then back at her. “That you’d get paid to fuck someone as beautiful as him.”
Tobias moved closer as I stroked a hand over his muscular thigh.
“You see, he’s twisted and depraved.” And that made me long to fuck him. “A devil luring you to your own demise.”
He took my hands and moved them away from her throat before he straddled her face. “Suck me, Lacey. Please me.” He forced his cock between her lips as she struggled and gagged. “Swallow it back.”
He was like a dark god who refused to be denied until she took him back and gagged. My focus should have been on that—on her choking on his cock. But it wasn’t. It was on the firm muscles of his ass as he bent in front of me, and I couldn’t stop myself from spreading his cheeks to take in the sight of his tight hole.
“Do you want to lick it, Preston?” he groaned as he thrust into Lacey’s mouth again.
Fuck, yes, I did.
Leaning forward, I swiped my tongue over the length of his crack before pressing it into his ass.
He groaned and bucked when I sank my tongue deeper into his channel. He may say he wanted to fuck me, but I had no doubt, given the right opportunity, I could have Tobias squirming and writhing on my cock. And fuck, how I wanted that.
“See how wet she is for us, Preston,” he said, his voice strained, body tight and on the edge.
I reached down and stroked my fingers over Lacey’s pussy, smiling when I found her wet despite her fear. Laughing, I bent down and bit his firm ass cheek. “She’s wet for us, Tobias. She wants us as much as she fears us.”
On a groan, he pushed to his feet, then spun around and leaned down to kiss me. “Stand up, Lacey.”
She scrambled to her feet on shaky legs. Twigs and leaves clung to her hair, and I found a primitive satisfaction in it.
Tobias stroked a finger over her chest, tugging the top of her short dress down to reveal her breast. “You’re going to let him take your sweet pussy while I take your tight ass.”
The prospect of her taking both our dicks sent blood straight to mine.
Lacey’s attention snapped to me when I undid my pants.
“Come here.” I crooked a finger at her, and she approached me as a fawn would a lion, trembling and doe eyed. She seemed scared, but curious. Unwilling yet willing. The lines all so wonderfully blurred.
I unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the ground before I dragged her panties down her long legs.
Tobias pressed in beside me, rolling a condom over my dick, but all I could focus on was the girl in front of me and the promise of the warm pussy I was about to be sheathed in.
Gripping Lacey’s waist, I lifted her until her thighs wrapped around my hips, and I sunk inside her wet heat.
Her nails dug into my shoulders on a moan as I filled her. She wanted this, and maybe that made her a little sick, too. As sick as me for wanting Tobias. Perhaps he just had an eye for those of us with dark desires. Maybe he wanted to corrupt her as entirely as he’d already corrupted me.
Lacey tensed when Tobias spat, and then stepped up behind her. “Have you ever taken it in the ass, Lacey?”
She rode my dick a little harder as she nodded, and a grin pulled at my lips. “Of course she has, Tobias,” I said. “Depraved little creature.”
He reached around her and placed his hands on my hips, then thrusted forward. I felt his dick crowd against mine through that thin wall, and we all groaned.
“She’s a good, dirty little whore,” I panted, and her warm, tight pussy tightened around me.
“Choke her again, Preston,” Tobias said, his voice strained as he slammed into her again.
My fingers wound around Lacey’s throat, and a sense of déjà vu washed over me.
This same place, those same fingers, but on a different throat. My dick twitched as I reveled in the memory of Leah’s gasping breaths, of how hard I came while she clawed at my hand and drew blood.
I didn’t want to kill Leah, and I didn’t particularly want to kill Lacey now, but as she whimpered and writhed and clawed like we were offering her the best gift by stuffing her to the brim with cock, my balls tightened in anticipation.
“Come for me, Preston.” Tobias’s hands moved from my hips to my throat, pressing Lacey’s bare breasts harder against my chest. He squeezed. The pressure of his fingers pressing into my neck coaxed a groan from me.