She stumbled, but with a last glimpse at Gedeon, shimmied out of her shorts and panties.
Like a kid after a lollipop, I drooled at the contour of her ass.
“Right here.” I waved at a patch of lush greenery before me, the nature’s carpet a cushion for her curves.
Debating whether to protest, she stalled, but a huff of surrender betrayed her choice, and she folded herself on the ground, stretching out on her back, her legs bent and crossed at the ankles.
“You wanted to eat, Zion? Now you will get to do so.” Gedeon traced the rim of the glass bottle, his hunter’s smile as menacing as it was promising. “Get on all fours.Now.”
Following his instructions to the word, I crawled to Kali peeking at me from beneath her eyelashes. Although I’d fucked her senseless last night while Gedeon watched, she still flushed, toying with the grass blades at her sides.
I nuzzled her knees. “Spread your legs for me.”
Her feet gradually shuffled apart, exposing her glistening pussy, and I couldn’t contain a groan anymore. She might deny it as much as she wanted, but seeing me obey Gedeon always drenched her panties.
“Dripping wet,” I murmured, but paced myself. Failing to comply with Gedeon’s unspoken order would delay me from the dessert I’d been craving since this morning.
As I seized her thighs and hauled her closer, her cropped shirt rode up to her breasts?—
She caught it, tugging the cotton down and screeching my name.
“Off.” I swatted her hands away and pushed the fabric up and up, growling when our positions prevented me from lifting it high enough to peel it from her.
A scatter of giggles accompanied her attempts to take off the clothing. The ring of her laughter fused with the shade of her nipples, already hardened, the composition of both morphing into electricity injecting my veins.
Dropping to his knees behind me, Gedeon dragged down my shorts. “Make her come, Zion.” Warm liquid plopped on top of my ass in droplets, forming a trickle that ran down my crack, all the way to where Gedeon’s finger pressed against my hole. “I don’t care if she begs you to stop; you are not allowed to do so. She lied to me, and liars deserve nothing more than discipline. Do you understand?”
I lowered onto my forearms. “Yes.”
Exploring her inner thigh, I peppered it with nibbles and licks, creating a trail of red on her creamy flesh.
“If you move away from Zion before I say you can,” Gedeon said to Kali while rubbing my rim and pressing past it, “I will get your collar and walk you on the leash the next time we go out.”
Her whimper drew a chuckle out of him, and the first beat of it crumbled my patience. I dived in, running my tongue from her entrance to her clit, drawing out a moan as her back bowed off the ground and she found my hair.
Gedeon prodded my back hole, filling it with his digits, preparing me to take him, chuckling at my hips bucking of their own accord. When he brushed across a particularly sensitive spot, I choked out an exhale right onto her clit, making her cry out.
“Stay still.” Gedeon curled his fingers again, beckoning my legs to spasm, my vision abandoning me.
Mindlessly, I rocked backward, my cock bouncing between my thighs as my balls drew tight.
He slapped my ass. “What did I say?”
A sting bloomed on the right side, and I grunted between Kali’s thighs. Wiggling, she pulled my strands, nudging me to return my mouth to where she needed it the most.
“I see she is not coming either.” Gedeon’s reproach served as the sole warning before I felt the tip of his length poke against my rim. “Very well.” He pushed?—
My eyes crossed. My diaphragm locked, refusing to take in any air as I trembled around him sliding inch by torturous inch inside me. The slight burn caused my limbs to tingle, the sensation of fullness a one-of-a-kind rush.
“If you wanted me to teach you a lesson, you should have said so.” Gedeon eased out, until only his crown remained swallowed by me, and then plunged back in a brutal thrust.
Swaying on my elbows from the ruthlessness, I failed to weave the shreds of my splintering thoughts back together.
“Eat her, Zion.” He plunged in once more. “Or do you prefer to starve?”
Like the famished man I was, I lapped up her juices. Her flavor encouraged me to continue, to torment her further, and I latched onto her clit. It didn’t take long for her whimpers to grow louder, choppier, more erratic, and soon, she began to contract, her legs trapping my head as she tensed.
Ignoring the heat climbing up my thighs and nestling in the base of my spine as Gedeon pounded into me, I doubled my efforts, flicking my tongue over the bundle of nerves just the way she liked it.
