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All the while, I enjoy the way her eyes go wide in surprise, then become hooded. Her moans and whimpers escape, even when she tries to pinch her lips closed to trap them in. My fingers rub in and out, making sure she’s stretched enough to take my cock.
My other hand blindly reaches for the drawer next to her where I left a bottle of lube. There’s one on the nightstand too, and I’m sure the others sprinkled them in other places of the house. Never know when you’ll need some.
I pop the lid with my thumb and blindly squeeze some onto the top of my cock, then rush to spread it over my length. I’ve been torturing myself long enough. I need to be inside her. This time when I take out my fingers, she doesn’t complain, she knows what’s coming. My girl anticipates it almost as much as me.
Fire clears her eyes and I’m met with a burning passion. She bites her bottom lip and nods her head like she’s encouraging me to do something she wants while also leaving the control in my hands.
A sigh of relief pushes past my lips when I fist my shaft, calming the pounding ache of being over engorged. I run my hand along the length one more time to make sure the lube covers it, then I lean forward, pressing my chest to her back, forcing her to brace herself on the counter.
One of my arms bracket hers, my hand threading our fingers together. My other hand notches the tip against her puckered entrance before repeating the motion. Our eyes hold each other hostage like we’re desperate to have one more connection holding us together.
My face presses to the side of hers, wanting as much of our skin touching as possible. The movement has my cock pressing into her, and I groan as her ass greedily sucks my tip in. I slide my lips to her ear, anticipating the way she’ll shiver with my words and unexpectedly take more of my length.
“You want my cock in your ass? Is that what my dirty girl needs right now?” I rasp, unable to keep my desire for her from affecting my voice.
She whimpers, a clear agreement, but before she can respond, we’re both distracted by a movement in the side of the mirror, our gaze flicking to it at the same time. Vander stands in the doorway to the bedroom, his arms crossing as he leans against the jamb.
“You should make her beg for it like the slut she is. And while she’s at it, she should beg me to watch,” Vander says, his eyes trailing over our woman, cataloging every mark, including the blistered red of her ass.
I kiss her softly under her ear, then run my nose along her skin affectionately. “You heard your guard. Do as he says.” The shiver I was anticipating before trails down her spine, her body moving against mine starting from her shoulders as she wiggles all the way to her ass where she instinctively pushes back onto me.
“Ugh, yes,” she moans, rotating her hips again.
Vander closes the distance between us, a blade suddenly in his hand. “I said beg. Get off his cock, and if you move again, the only thing that’ll be fucking your ass is the handle of my knife.”
Our deviant girl doesn’t shy away from him. No, she whimpers and eyes the handle like she wants him to do it, but not at the expense of having my cock. She slides off and turns her head to look at me from over her shoulder.
“Please fuck me with your giant cock, J. I need you splitting me open. Please, please make me shake and drip down my legs. Take me,” she begs.
Her lips beckon me, and I can’t deny them. I take her in a passionate kiss, holding her face to help her remain in the awkward position.
“Mmm, I love it when you act like a sex starved whore when we all know we satisfy your every slutty need,” Vander growls in our faces. We could almost share a three way kiss if we were into that kind of thing. “Now it’s time to beg me.”
Our kiss breaks and she fists his shirt, resting her forehead on his and her eyelids flutter closed as she soaks him in. With a sigh, she gives him her full attention, and I watch as he tumbles into her blue depths, sucking his soul into hers.
“Please,” she whispers, licking her lips, at the same time grazing her tongue on his, too. Such a fucking tease all the damn time. “Please watch me get fucked. I want to scream your name as I come, then have you force yourself on me in a rage.”
Vander sucks in a sharp breath, taking a step back, needing some space. I’m sure his thoughts went exactly where mine did, too. The first time I fucked her and he watched. My command for her to hold his gaze and scream his name… My cock jumps, reminding me I’m not inside her, and I glare down at it.
It takes a moment, but after he gathers himself, Vander teasingly runs the tip of his knife along her skin until it’s in the middle of the tattooed heart under her clavicle. “No matter how much he washed you, you’re still a filthy little whore. But you’re our whore. Now bend over and spread your ass like a good girl.”
She whimpers when he removes the knife, enjoying his kink as much as him. Her face slowly lowers to the counter, her gaze fixated on him as he takes up his position in the doorway once more. I lick my lips in anticipation, watching as her hands glide to her ass, her fingers biting into her skin as she pulls her cheeks apart, exposing that oh-so-fuckable asshole.
Damn, I sure love it when she shows herself off for us. We should lock her in a room with her toys and record from every angle. Make some high quality spank bank material Ravenmaster style.
Repeating my movements is like déjà vu—notching my cock at her hole and pressing in. But it feels even better than before. She whimpers. “More. Please, J, give me all of it.”
Vander must not like his position from so far away because he stalks toward us as I continue to ease my length into her, only giving her a quarter of an inch with each sliding thrust. Torturing her, even though I know she secretly covets the times I make love to her.
His hands wrap around her wrists, moving them to the middle of her back where he acts as if he’s holding her down. Because there’s no doubt about it, she’s already submitted to me fully. Using one hand to bind her, his other moves a strand of hair behind her ear. “Don’t like it when he’s gentle with you, do you?”
The only sound she gives is a moan. She knows better than to be dishonest with him.
Vander smirks. “You know what I think?” he hums, then continues, not letting her answer. “You want to be fucked fast, hard, and deep because it makes you feel used, like the whore you are.” His hand moves to his cock, easing the throb of being so damn hard around our girl, especially after he degrades her like they both enjoy.
I won’t lie, it’s a turn on to watch it. Even better when it happens while I’m shoving my cock in her tight little hole, feeling every ripple of her muscles in reaction to what he says.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get exactly what you want,” he reassures. He releases her, his hands working at freeing his cock. “Now you take his love and enjoy every moment of it. Because when it’s my turn, I’ll wreck your ass.”
