His approving hum melted my brain. “So willing.” Gedeon yanked the toy out?—
The heavy metal piece bounced across the couch, closer and closer toward me, until it hit the side of my hand, the steel glistening from whatever he’d used as lubricant.
“But compliance always deserves a reward,” he said.
The clang of a belt buckle being undone reminded me of how it’d felt to have the leather strip shoved into my mouth. Having my speech ability snatched away had enshrouded me in a whirlpool of liquid electricity, similar to how the anticipation was clouding my mind right now.
“We’ll ruin this couch.” My cum would stain the suede, and the impossible-to-erase blotch would irk Gedeon to no avail.
“That’s not whatIwill ruin.” Pulling my left ass cheek away, he positioned himself against my back hole. “Or shall I say who?”
My body welcomed the invasion, accommodating his girth as he started to sink?—
With only the crown inside me, he paused. “Because when I’m done, you won’t be able to walk.”
The cushion my nose was squished into muffled my grumble. “I don’t think?—”
“Think again.” Seizing both of my hips, he slammed in.
The ache radiating from the long bullet graze across my forearm dissipated the instant his pelvis crashed into my backside.
My breath lodged in my throat. The sudden stretch, thecompleteness—it fried my senses. Without meaning to, I clenched around him, and his responding groan lured my own out.
“You're going to be drippingme.” Gedeon retreated, and then plunged back in, the collision of our bodies so brutal I would’ve teetered if not for him holding me in place. “But that’s what you want, isn’t it?” He rammed inside me again, reducing me to a puddle of goo, drowning me in pure sensation.
I could feel him crawling in my veins, dismantling my nervous system, drawing me up tight, impossibly tight.
Trapped between the couch’s backrest and my abdomen, my cock rubbed against the upholstery as he pounded into me, his thrusts deep and slow—restrained.
He was holding back.
And I couldn’t have that.
60
GEDEON
The first and the last to fuck him.
The realization I had the honors twined around me like a cocoon woven out of invisible tendrils. They clung to me, seeped inside, and rotted whatever defenses I might have had forged before.
Spreading Zion’s ass, I marveled at how my length disappeared inside him, how he swallowed me perfectly.
He was made for me.
Pacing myself to relish this for longer, I slowed and reached over. “Watch her.” I tilted his chin up so he was forced to face our girl settled on my desk. “See how the sight of you coming undone affects her.”
Following my instructions, Kali had perched on the edge, her knees apart. Determined not to miss anything, she watched us, her flush merging with the million cuts marring her.
Her moans were a song of addiction as she leaned back on one arm and circled her clit. The cotton fabric of her leggings betrayed the outline of her right hand and how it teased her pussy.
“Those sounds she’s making?” I dug my fingers into Zion’s jaw, his grunt serving as a drug of a wrecking kind. “It’s because of you.”
Adjusting her position to chase her high, she murmured Zion’s name, like I had taught her.
My little death knew very well who she could pray to and what would happen if she chose to transgress.
Those gods she reasoned lived in the stars?
