Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
She gazes into my eyes, her brown challenging my green. “You’re the ones who kidnapped me. I was minding my own—”
She doesn’t finish the sentence. Cas’s cock is in her mouth. “You talk too much, Sunshine. Sometimes it's better to gobble some cock and get fucked to oblivion.”
Chapter 26
Noelle
I am not an insecure woman, but I never thought in a million years I would be the center of a sexy as fuck man fiesta. Sure, the three of them are beyond fucked up, but holy hell, their bodies seem to be carved out of granite. Hard and big. Everywhere. I mean everywhere. Their dicks are so long and thick that I fear they’ll rip me apart, but they hurt in the best possible way.
Declan grips my sides, which should have made me self-conscious because of my rolls, but the way he cradles me makes me feel like I belong on the big screen. I feel powerful, sexy, and desired.
“Fuck, you’re hot. Bounce on our cocks, Snow. Jiggle those giant tits and show us you’re our good slut.”
Cas cradles my face, pushing his cock further into my throat and forcing me to gag. “Such a good cocksucker, Sunshine. It’s like you were born to be face-fucked.”
My mouth waters from being too full. I’m not sure how it’s humanly possible to get his cock all the way down my throat, but Cas is sure trying. “Be a good slut for Daddy and relax your throat. You’re gonna be a good girl and take it all for me.”
Cas fists my hair, holding my head in a firm yet loving manner before he rams his cock all the way in. I try to cough to ease the fear of choking, but it’s as if he doesn’t notice my struggle for air. He pushes in so far that my nose presses against his rock-hard lower abs. “You want to breathe, Sunshine?”
I try to speak, but my “yes” is muffled, so I nod.
“Then you better make me cum as quickly as possible.”
Oh god, he’s not joking. These three men kill for a living. Fear courses through me as I evaluate the situation. As good as all this is, do I want to risk death for carnal bliss?
Intrusive thoughts of death by dicking leave my brain as hands squeeze my breasts. At first, my nipples are tweaked gently, but then the pain becomes unbearable. My ass and pussy are on fire, but in the best way. The pain has dissipated, and now a surge of pleasure rocks my core. A finger on my clit, slow, methodical circles, making me want to float away. Pressure builds in my stomach, wanting to burst into a kaleidoscope of unadulterated bliss.
“That’s it, Snow, keep gripping my dick. Our pretty girl wants to come like a fucking whore for us, doesn’t she?”
God, his mouth. I did not know being talked to like this would be so damn erotic.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum down your pretty little throat. I don’t want you to swallow, Sunshine. Hold it in your mouth for me like a good slut. Daddy likes pretty little whores to do as they’re told.”
Cas holds my head down and unleashes blasts of hot cum into my mouth. I try not to swallow, but it’s like drowning. “It’s a big load, baby. You’re doing well. Keep as much as you can in your mouth for me.”
With a final grunt and thrust of his hips, Cas pumps the last few drops of cum into my mouth and slowly pulls out from my lips. “You deserve a reward for being such a good girl.”
Fireworks. All I see are fireworks. I’ve masturbated and made myself cum many times, but nothing, and I mean nothing, has ever been like this. It’s as if his tongue is some sort of accelerant—one flick and kaboom.
“Fuck,” Declan groans as his cum disperses in my ass, followed by a rapid thrust from Lorne and his release.
Cas appears in front of me, his dick hard again. “Hope you were a good girl and kept your mouth full of my cum, Sunshine.”
I nod, unable to speak for fear my mouth will leak saliva and cum.
Cas smirks as he yanks my head back. “Show me.”
I open my mouth and almost choke at the vast amount of liquid tipped to the back of my throat.
“Such a perfect, pretty whore. I’m gonna get underneath you, and I want you to let it slip between your lips and fall down your body for me.” He hits Declan’s thigh. “Get the fuck up, Declan.”
Get up? The guy’s mangled. I’m surprised he could have sex. If sex is this good when his body is broken, I can only imagine how he’d rock my world in top form. But of all that, I’m the most grateful that Declan doesn’t look like he’s in pain. He doesn’t seem sad. So perhaps all this is the best thing for him.