Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
“And you will do it again,” Ares groans at him. “You wanted to come so badly? You have your wish.”
I bore into him while my eyes bore into her instead, and I lick my lips when Ares momentarily pulls out only to thrust right back in again, the sight of her face as she’s speared on top of him a sight to behold.
Lust courses through my veins as wildly as I can see it ripple on her flushed face, and it makes me so goddamn hard that my balls squeeze together.
Caleb gasps. “Holy shit, you’d better not—”
Too fucking late.
I arch my back and yield to the orgasm, unloading myself inside him, cum spilling out on the edges.
I didn’t think I could come again after that last one was inside her delicious mouth, but I guess I was wrong.
“God!” Caleb groans as more cum spurts out of him uncontrollably while his mouth is still on her wetness.
“Yes, beg to me and me alone,” Ares says. “All of you.”
When it’s over, I pull out of him and tuck my dick back into my pants so I can watch the scene in front of me.
“I can’t … I can’t take it anymore,” Crystal whimpers while Caleb’s tongue rolls around her swollen clit.
“Yes, you can. Another,” Ares commands. “Come. Now.”
She mewls, shaking in his arms as he lifts her from his shaft and plows back in right at the peak, and I can literally see her eyes roll into the back of her head.
And that alone makes my flaccid dick almost spring back to life again.
This girl is going to be the death of me.
Crystal
“Good girl,” Ares whispers into my ear, and I can hear him bite his lip behind me before his balls tighten and release, filling me with warm cum.
Oh God. It’s happening.
He strains and thrusts in a few more times, filling me to the brim.
When he finally lifts me, we’re both covered in his juices. His tip slowly sinks out of me, releasing a tsunami of wetness and cum, and Caleb is there to catch it all.
“Now fucking lick it all off like a good slut,” Ares tells Caleb, whose tongue slides across Ares’s length and dips into my wetness, sucking it all out.
And I have honestly never felt anything better than all of this. It almost makes me want to grab his hair and shove him in farther.
What is wrong with me?
Have these boys corrupted me so badly?
Ares plants a sultry kiss beneath my ear, creating goose bumps all over my skin. “You wanted to dance with the devil, little rose … and I’ve granted your goddamn wish.”
He lowers my legs, which feel like limp noodles as he puts me back on his lap. But I can’t maintain my own posture, let alone keep my body from flopping down.
Blaine immediately rushes toward me, shoving Caleb out of the way to catch me.
My head and hand land on his muscular chest while he picks up my legs and lifts me from the floor.
“I’ve got you, goddess.”
I look up into his starstruck eyes, wondering what he was thinking while he was fucking Caleb. If he wished it would’ve been me instead.
“Goddess …” Ares parrots.
My head turns at his indignation, but his thunderous eyes strike me the most.
His teeth grind together. “Take her to the guest room.”
“What?” I frown. “But I did what you asked.”
He leans forward and tips up my chin to meet his gaze. “And you will continue doing what I demand from you … in a prison of your own making.”
My breath hitches in my throat.
“Because that is the deal you made with us … little rose.” The wicked smile that follows makes my blood boil. “Regret won’t save you now.”
He flicks his other fingers, and Blaine stands, sighing deeply. “Yes, Sir.”
“Caleb. Go with him.”
Caleb gets up too and tucks his dick back into his pants before he follows us through the crowd that parts for us.
But my gaze still lands on the king of these devils of Tartarus, perpetually sitting on his throne with his smug grin, never wavering, never showing even an inkling of emotion except the one that has poisoned his heart—hate.
The same poison he injected into my veins the moment he said those words.
A prison of your own making.
A prisoner to his every whim.
And I begged him for it.
Hate doesn’t even begin to describe what I feel for this man, this self-proclaimed god who wants me to worship the ground he walks on out of fear.
But even if his cock was godlike …
I will never, ever give him what he wants.
And as Blaine waltzes out the door with me in his arms, I leave Ares with that same smile I gave him when we first met.
Let the hatred fucking flow.
CALEB
I walk back into the room, straightening my posture as everyone looks at me.