Make You Beg Read Online Shantel Tessier

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, New Adult, Romance, Sports, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 164
Estimated words: 154691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 619(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
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Scout stiffens on the couch, his eyes hardening. He doesn’t want to play this game. “Get naked, drop to your knees, and crawl to me. Beg me to fuck you,” he demands, getting down to it.

I let out a breath that I didn’t know I was holding. “No,” I whisper. I won’t be able to stop myself or what my body has been craving. I’ll humiliate myself.

Law spins me around to face Dax and Lacey. “If you don’t do as he says, Scout will hold you down while the three of us each take our turn with her.”

Lacey sobs behind Dax’s hand. His free hand reaches up and grabs her boob over her shirt. She squirms, her cries growing louder, but she can’t stop him. He’s too big and powerful for her.

“Stop!” I shout.

“This is who I am, right?” His hand massages her breast harder, and she squeezes her eyes shut.

I run to them, to jump on Dax, but my hair is fisted, and I’m jerked to a stop. I cry out, trying to reach behind me to get Law to let go.

“Whoa.” He laughs, spinning me around by my hair. He tightens his hand, and the pinpricks of pain in my scalp drop me to my knees. The room sways at the sudden movement and alcohol. “I sure do love when they’re scrappy.”

“You’re forcing me.” I grind out to Scout, sucking in a deep breath. I have to make them believe I’m being forced even though they know I want it. I hate that they can read me so well.

“Of course not.” He scoffs as if that’s an insane interpretation of what’s right in front of me. “I’m giving you choices.” He leans back, placing his arms across the back of the couch and getting comfortable. “You or her.”

He wants me to sacrifice my dignity for her because he knows I’ll choose her in the end.

Law has managed to get me on my knees, his hands still fisted in my ratted hair. But my pause irritates Scout. He looks at Dax and snaps his fingers. “You know what to do.”

“No!” I shout out and manage to get to my shaky legs. Law lets go of me.

Swallowing what little pride I have left, I grip the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head before removing my bra. Then I unbutton my jeans. My shaky hands fumble with the zipper.

“Henley!” Lacey shrieks, and I look over at her. Dax has removed his hand from her mouth, but now holds her arms down by her side. “Don’t do this.” She shakes her head. “Not for me.”

My stomach tightens. Does she not think she’s worth saving? Does she think she owes these bastards something? “It’s all right.” I tell her.

Someone steps up behind me, and I stiffen.

“That’s right,” Law speaks. The fucker does not comprehend personal space. “Our little doll likes when we play with her.” He brushes my hair off my shoulder. I pull away, but his hand grips the loose strands and yanks my head back, forcing me to stare up at the ceiling.

My teeth grind.

“Stop. Stop!” Lacey yells. “Just leave us alone.”

“You’re upsetting her,” Law whispers in my ear. “Tell her how much you love us.” His free hand comes around to my jeans. They’re unbuttoned and unzipped but still pulled up around my waist.

My breath hitches when his fingers slide inside them, then my underwear. He begins to massage my clit. And my eyes close.

I don’t even try to pull away, which gives me away immediately. My head is swimming in alcohol, and my thong is already wet.

He jerks my head to the side, his lips nipping my ear, making my breath come faster, and goose bumps cover my skin.

“Tell her,” he orders roughly, letting me know he is just as into it as my body is. Just in case his hard cock pressing against my ass doesn’t give him away.

“I do,” I whimper when he enters two fingers into my pussy.

“Do what?” He kisses down my neck.

“I like it.” My body gives up what little fight it had when he nips my neck. I suck in a ragged breath when his fingers pick up their pace.

“Louder,” he growls, entering a third one.

“I like when … you play with me.” I manage to get out.

“You fucking love it.” He growls, his arm holding me tighter. “Dolls like being used. And what are you?”

His fingers slow, and I slump against him in disappointment. “I’m your doll.”

“And?” he questions.

“I like being used.” I breathe, my hips moving to the rhythm of his fingers.

“Yes, you do,” he agrees, and his fingers begin fucking me so hard that if I wasn’t drunk, it would probably be painful.

“Show us, little doll, just how much you like when we play with you.” Law growls.



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