Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 74062 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74062 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
“You like it. Don’t you, little mouse?” Crow whispers in my ear, Falcon’s eyes burn as he watches. I want to ask about Hawk, but when another finger slips inside me, I lose all focus. My head drops back into Crow’s shoulder and my eyes roll back in my head. Pleasure zings through every nerve in my body.
“W-what about—”
“He’ll be back,” Falcon whispers along my neck. “Now, you should be focused on us,” he tells me, and I can feel his lips slip into a smile along my skin which sends heat coursing through me.
Crow’s fingers dip deeper, they spread me open, stretching me, and he inserts a third digit. The wet sounds of my arousal echo around us as I whimper at the intrusion. I can’t think about anything else right now. It’s only him, them, both men cocooning me in warmth.
“Such a good fucking slut for us,” Crow hisses as he leans in and captures my lower lip between his teeth. He bites down hard, earning himself a moan of pure ecstasy.
This is what I need. What I crave.
I haven’t allowed myself to feel anything in so long. When Crow reaches for my nipple, and pinches it, twisting the peaked bud, I cry out his name. My body convulses around his fingers, pulsing, drenching him until I hear a dark chuckle.
“Little slut, like it’s deep,” he murmurs before capturing my nipple in his mouth and sucking on it so hard, pain shoots through me, zapping me between my thighs.
“Think you can handle another one?” Falcon teases, his hot breath in my ear sending shivers down my spine.
“Yes,” I hiss, the need to be fucked savagely taking a hold of me. Seconds later, I’m lifted by Falcon, my body weighing nothing in his strong hold. His hands under my thighs, spreading me open. It’s Crow who unzips his jeans. His cock juts out toward me, the tip weeping with arousal. Thick, hard, and beautiful. He grips himself in one fist before slapping my clit with the wet head of his dick.
I look down at where we’re going to connect, and the sight of him already painting me with his wetness makes me pulse with need. He lines himself with my entrance, and without warning, he ruts against me, his cock hitting me deep. The bite pain of him stretching me sends bliss shooting through my veins.
I feel as if I’m drunk. Falcon holds me with no effort as his best friend fucks me. Their bodies are hot, scorching me, enveloping me in desire as Falcon’s lips find my neck, and he sucks the flesh hard, until I’m moaning out his name.
Both names fall from my lips in quick succession as euphoria takes over and I can no longer form a coherent sentence. Crow cups my breasts in his hands, squeezing, mauling them as if he wants me to cry.
Agonizing lust burns me from the inside out. The thickness of his dick hits the entrance of my womb, and I can’t help but beg for more. This is what I want, what I always seek. I don’t want gentle love-making. My body craves the animalistic fucking, it’s what I need. And these men give it to me.
“Come on my cock,” Crow orders, his voice rough with desire. His fingers dig into the flesh of my tits, and I know he’s leaving bruises. He’s marking me. He’s the first of the three to have me, and he wants me to remember him. “Come hard on my dick, little slut,” he commands once more, and I can’t hold back my bliss.
I choke out his name as his one hand wraps around my neck, squeezing tight, until I can’t feel my lungs work. My lips part, my eyes roll back and I see sparks behind the lids. Nothing can keep me from an orgasm as I drench him.
My thighs shake, trembling on either side of this monster who’s made me come harder than anyone ever has. My focus is lost. I can’t think straight. My toes curl, and I’m clawing at Crow, but all I hear are the sounds of his chuckle.
Time passes.
My body is slowly lowered and I stand on wobbly legs. The wetness of his seed trickles down my thighs, but I don’t care. It’s no use trying to cover myself in front of these men. They’ve seen it all.
When I finally open my eyes, I notice Hawk at the doorway, his cock in hand, and his release coating his fingers. I know no matter how much he wants to hate me, he also wants to fuck me.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
FALCON
Jesus Fucking Christ.
I can honestly say I’ve never been so goddamned hard before. Watching them fuck, seeing her body take Crow’s dick, and the sounds she made did something feral to me. It turned me rabid with need to taste her.