Vengeance of The Fallen (Twisted Legends Collection #1) Read Online Dani Rene

Categories Genre: BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Twisted Legends Collection Series by Dani Rene
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 74062 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
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I didn’t expect this woman to change our outlook on the plan, the idea we had was to end her, and her father. But now, Crow has claimed her and there is nothing she can do about it. Hawk watches from the sidelines.

Crow looks over at me, his hands still on Lucille. Everything has changed. I knew he wouldn’t be able to ignore his feelings for her. I’ve known Crow most of my life, and he isn’t someone who can stop himself when he wants something.

He has craved this woman since his gaze first landed on her. He turns her toward me, her eyes wide as she takes me in. The pupils still dilated from her earlier orgasm.

“Do you want to watch us, little mouse?” Crow whispers in her ear. Hawk moves closer, unable to stop himself. We’ve all been caught in this girl’s trap. She’s a lure, a siren, edging us close to our demise, and it seems we’re happily jumping to our death.

Lucille nods, but her eyes hold mine. It’s almost as if she’s asking my permission to say yes. I offer a small smile, enough to give her what she needs.

“Yes.” Her whisper is a prayer, a plea. She’s needy, still after what we’ve given her. A hungry little slut. I love it.

I reach for my top, tugging the material over my head. When it falls to the floor, I undo my belt with a clang, and then, the hiss of my zipper echoes around us. In my peripheral, I can see Hawk closing the distance.

When I shove my jeans to the floor, my cock tents my boxers. I’m so hard, it’s painful. I’m hungry for anyone to put their mouth on me. I don’t care who it is. Crow, Hawk, even our sweet little siren.

She stares at me, and when I grip my dick in my boxers, a hiss of pure pleasure escapes my lips. Crow takes Lucille’s hand, and leads her over to the sofa, where they both drop down to their knees in front of the large cushions. I know what he wants, so I follow suit, settling on the dark material seating and allowing him to lead her to tug at my boxers. Once they hit the floor, Crow leans in and laps at my dick, sending warmth shooting through my veins.

Lucille’s gaze widens. She watches, enraptured by Crow’s lips on my dick. They wrap around the weeping tip, and he sucks me in deep. The tightness of his throat pulsing around me, sending waves of pleasure through every inch of me.

When he pops his mouth off, he glances over to Lucille who’s only now noticed the bar on the underside of my dick. Her mouth opens, then closes.

“Stick your tongue out for me, darling?” I coo, waiting for her to obey. When she does, Crow helps her forward, and I slap her tongue with my dick a few times. The warmth of her wet tongue against the hardness of my dick makes every nerve in my body come alive. As if I’ve been electrocuted.

“Suck his cock with me,” Crow tells her, and they move in sync. Pouting their lips, they slide up and down my shaft, causing my eyes to roll back in my head. When I feel hands on me, I snap my gaze open to find Hawk leaning in to press his lips to mine. The wetness of the two mouths, along with Hawk’s tongue in my mouth is pushing ever so close to the edge.

The flavor of his kiss is tinged with whiskey. His tongue duels with mine, fighting for more, for dominance, but I don’t let him have it. He needs to calm down. His hands trail down my chest, right down to where the two mouths are gifting me immense pleasure.

I don’t know how we’re going to get through this, how Lucille is going to feel with all of us sharing, but when I reach for her and pull her onto the couch, she offers me a smile. There’s a shyness to her. Earlier, she’d lost herself in the need, but now she seems more focused on the fact there are three of us, and one of her.

I pull her closer, making her straddle me. Her wet heat still sticky from having Crow’s release trickling from her entrance. “My turn,” I tell her as I grip my dick and position it at her pussy. She’s warm and slick as I slip inside her. Slow, steady, and inch by inch, she takes me.

Crow stands behind her, his hands trailing over her smooth skin. Her back arches and he takes it as his cue. He kneels between my thighs, his hands spreading her ass, and when Lucille gasps in shock, I know where his talented tongue is.

“Crow—” Her gasp is cut off when she winces, and leans forward, as if trying to get away from him. But there’s nowhere to run. Not now, not ever. Crow is still set on killing her, but I don’t see it happening.


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