Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
I couldn’t think, breathe, move.
The invasion.
The penetration.
He thrust inside me mere moments after Nick had come.
The wetness inside me.
The thick lubrication of mutual releases echoed in the room as Hunter withdrew and thrust back in.
If I had any sanity left, I’d blush.
But I merely groaned at the delicious depravity.
I threw myself headfirst into the new claiming of another man as Hunter jack-knifed his hips up, his belly flexing, his chest dripping with sweat. He fucked me from below, holding me aloft with arms bunching with muscle all while my hands remained bound, and my legs turned to jelly, and Nick watched every stab of Hunter’s cock vanishing inch after inch inside me.
The way Nick stared at me.
The aching, breaking longing in his face.
With his cock still full mast and his eyes absolutely tortured, Nick grabbed my chin and kissed me.
He kissed me like he loved me.
Kissed me like he cursed me.
He kissed me and kissed me, and when Hunter thrust achingly deep inside me, I screamed into his mouth.
I moaned and groaned and exploded for a third blinding time.
Over and over, wave after wave. Banding, cutting pain sliced through my every cell as I came all over Hunter’s cock.
“That’s it. Give it to me. Yes. Fuck yes. Yes!” Hunter rutted into me, his fingernails drawing blood. His ferocity passed demonic, slipping straight into fiendishly frantic.
“Fucking hell,” Nick groaned as he ripped his mouth from mine and watched as Hunter jerked and spent inside me. His jaw clenched and his eyes clouded as I accepted yet another man’s quaking, pouring pleasure.
I wanted to say something to ease his agony, but my release kept going. On and on, wringing me dry, coiling me tight, threatening to stop my heart and slaughter me.
Throwing his head back, Hunter clamped me down on top of him, grinding his cock a final time, feeding me the last splashes of his climax.
And that was where my final pulse found me.
Impaled on his cock.
Entirely at his mercy.
Fucked by two men and covered in their cum.
I cried out and rode that final wonderful wave.
And then, I flopped over him.
I went utterly boneless as my own release finally stopped torturing me, and I clawed for sweet after such savage sharpness.
Nicholas shifted beside us.
Hunter sighed heavily beneath me.
I waited for the sense of completion.
I wanted to rest. To explore the girl left behind in the rubble of such a night.
But then, hands were grabbing me, wrenching me off Hunter’s cock, pulling me across the bed until I tripped off the side and almost fell down the three steps.
“What...?” I blinked and swayed as Nick grabbed my roped wrists and shoved them above my head. The bindings latched onto a hook on the four-poster bed I hadn’t noticed, holding me upright even as my knees threatened to give out.
“Nick...?”
I didn’t recognise him.
Didn’t see the scientist who had to wear glasses to read. Didn’t recognise the man I shared a home with.
All I saw was a man wracked with absolute agony. A man too far gone to be reasoned with. “He can’t be the last one to have you. He can’t.”
Grabbing my leg, he hitched it over his hip and stepped into me. “I’m sorry.” Ducking from his tall height, he fisted his still hard cock and slammed into me with a guttural bellow.
I clenched around his invasion, burning, burning, burning.
My body clamped down on his cock, making him curse.
“Jesus Christ.” Nuzzling his face in the crease of my throat, he licked me, then bit me. “You’re so wet. From me. From him. So fucking wet.”
I struggled to breathe as I stood there, head swimming, body singing. Rivulets of cum ran down my inner thigh. Mine, Nick’s, Hunter’s.
My nerve endings didn’t know how to survive this new ruling.
I’d been fucked into oblivion, yet I had to endure more.
Strung up like a sacrifice.
Consumed like an offering to some deranged god.
“Nick...I-I can’t. I’m—”
“Please.” He stood tall, holding himself still but twitching inside me. “I need you, Ella. I need to come inside you one last time. To erase him. To ensure it’s me you feel. Only me.”
Not waiting for my reply, he ducked his head and kissed me.
As he took my mouth, he took my body.
One hand caressed my waist while the other cupped my face. I expected him to drive into me as hard and as fast as before. I braced against such a rutting, not sure I would survive it.
But he surprised me by trading savage for seduction.
He rocked into me with soft, deep reverent strokes.
He fed me every inch of himself as if it was his heart he gave me and not just his body.
Steady and sweet, worshipping and wanton, touching my soul with every unspoken prayer.
My skin prickled as Hunter shifted to kneel beside me on the bed. He ran his hand through my hair and whispered into my ear. “Let him love you, little witch. Let him break himself because that’s what he’s doing.”