What the hell?
“Hypnos?” She looks at him, wanting him, too. I pound into her as she arches her body toward me.
“Kiss me.” Her words are a beg for him to forgive her. Hypnos looks deep into her eyes, and I know the exact moment he caves. He stumbles forward as Charlotte reaches for him. My dick twitches with her eagerness. Hypnos takes her face in his hands and kisses her. I can hear them both sighing.
I watch them with a strange feeling in my gut. Each thrust into her sweet pussy brings me closer to an orgasm. I feel like this orgasm is going to rock my world.
“Hypnos, kiss me,” I demand, pulling him from Charlotte’s lips. He smiles into our kiss as we violate each other's mouths. I hear Charlotte gasp. I smirk into Hypnos’s mouth. We duel for the upper hand in this kiss, but I’m lost in the moment.
Charlotte moves her hips into me with a mewl. My dick throbs and my balls tighten with the need to cum. I gasp into Hypnos’s mouth, hungry for more. I laugh as Hypnos lets me go and stands there looking at us.
“Our little pet likes to see us kiss, Hypnos.”
He stands there letting Charlotte pull his dick out. “Did I give you permission to take my dick out?”
Charlotte is so innocent and expressive it kills me. Her smile is gone as that lower lip trembles, breaking my heart. She pulls her hand from him shaking with uncertainty. Why the fuck do I want to throttle Hypnos? He has the right to demand she get permission, but at this moment, I want her to be carefree and enjoying herself. She’s frightened and that doesn’t set well with me.
“I’m sorry, Sir.” Her head moves down, her hair hiding her face.
My heart hurts and I don’t fucking know why. I can't breathe as I stroke her warm pussy. She's torn between her want for pleasure and the fear of displeasing Hypnos.
“Hypnos, I’m sorry. Please, don’t hurt me.”
Those words make me come. Grabbing her hips, I fuck her hard as I kiss her. I don’t think I can handle another word from her. I hold her against me as I come down from the high she caused. All I can think of is the feel of her hot cunt clasping onto me. For fuck’s sake, I cannot contain myself from wanting to profess crazy notions to her.
Why does this girl make me want crazy, unrealistic things?
I’ve triedto let the hurt go of Charlotte flinching every time I’m near. Until now, I’ve been unsuccessful. She took me out of my sweatpants and that touch alone drives me crazy. I already miss the feel of her silken touch.
Ayres pulls his cock from her pussy, and I smile. Charlotte is quivering. My little warrior is shaking from the need to cum. I take her from Ayres, putting her on the sink cabinet. Her wide eyes look at me, trying to find a way tonotfear me.
“Then be a good girl, and don’t move. Show me you can follow my orders.” That bottom lip of hers is still trembling. Bless her heart. Ayres sits down on the side of the tub, watching me. I can tell his obsession has grown tenfold. He looks manic, and he only has that look when blood lust runs through him.
Damn, my little warrior has gotten him in fits and is driving me insane. I pull out a throwing knife and run the hilt along her stomach. She shudders, and I see a trail of fear in those gorgeous green eyes. I smile and kiss her forehead.
“Just stay still, little warrior,” I warn her, wanting her to know I’m not going to hurt her if she does what I want.
Taking the hilt, I shove it into her.
“Oh!” she exclaims into my mouth as I kiss her. I pull back and she arches into me.
“You like that?”
Her head falls back, hitting the mirror above the sink.
“Y… yes, Sir. Please.”
I chuckle as Ayres grunts.
“See, little brother, our good girl wants it. She loves how depraved we are.” I turn to him, seeing him grip the tub. I’ve never seen him so worked up. Charlotte exhales loudly, clenching the knife hard. I turn back to her and quicken my movements of the knife into her.
Each one of her guttural sounds sends me into a damn frenzy. The idea of her sitting here and trusting me makes me leak precum. I watch as she gives herself to me. She’s the most precious creature in the world, giving me everything I need. I touch the rosy blush on her cheeks, and she opens her eyes for me.
“You like that?”
“Yes, Sir. Don’t stop.”
Ayres gasps and walks over to us. He touches her breasts, kneading them, pulling her nipples. This makes Charlotte clench on the knife again and I cannot control the growl coming from me. As he buries his head into her breasts, I slap his ass. He grabs my cock and starts stroking me. He’s right, Charlotte likes to see us together. Her pussy just gave me more cream. Yeah, my little warrior is a closet freak.
