Page 36 of Shattered Soul


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My eyes widen at his praise but I don’t get a chance to ponder his words before he’s gripping my cheeks and parting them. I moan around the panties as he licks from my clit to my forbidden hole. I want to shift away and do what any self-respecting woman would do and forbid him from poking his tongue there but… I can’t. The feeling of his tongue lapping at me has wanton moans falling from my lips. When he pushes his tongue inside my ass, I cry out and jerk forward. All that gets me is another two slaps to my ass before he's tugging me back onto his waiting tongue. Jesus Christ, never in a million years could I imagine having your ass eaten would feel this fucking good. Without me realizing it, I’ve reached back and gripped his hair holding him in place as I push back against his tongue needing him deeper inside me.

He tears free of my hold and I growl at the loss. He climbs to his feet behind me, smirking. “Don’t fucking move.” I stay exactly where I am and watch as he moves to the other side of the bed and pulls the drawer on the bed-side table open. My eyes snap wide at the sight of a purple vibrator in his hand. He says nothing as he makes his way back to me. I watch him through the mirror as he lays the vibrator beside me on the bed, then yanks his shirt over his head, exposing all those glorious tattoos that cover him. He pops the button on his jeans and reaches for the zipper but when he meets my gaze in the mirror he tuts me and shakes his head. “Nah, baby, you don’t get the pleasure of seeing my cock. After what you did last time we fucked, you only get what I allow.” A shocking ripple of anger shoots through me at him denying me the pleasure of seeing his cock. Stepping behind me he kicks my legs further apart, distracting me from my anger.

He grabs the vibrator and runs it through my folds teasing me, I moan and buck my hips trying to gain friction but he doesn’t allow it. “Ahhhh,” I shout out around the panties in my mouth in anger. The bastard chuckles, knowing exactly what he is doing to me.

“I’m going to put this in your pussy, then I’m going to sink my cock into this perfect ass. You don’t come until I say you can.” I nearly choke on the fucking panties as I gape at him through the mirror. “You come without permission and you’ll be on your knees for the next two weeks.” I can see the horror in my own features. “Isn’t it funny, you hated me for turning your body against you and now look, you’re acting like a spoiled toddler who is about to lose their favorite toy.” I want to scream and shout at the heavy-handed fucker, but all protests die when he pushes the vibrator inside my pussy. I cry out. The panties do nothing at all to quiet my scream. When he finally pushes it all the way inside, I know without a doubt that he loves the fact all those men on the other side of that door can hear me scream, he wants them to know exactly what he is doing to me.

My stomach knots with nerves when he rids himself of his jeans. He rubs the globes of my ass, trying to soothe me, it helps a little but not much.

“Relax, baby,” he coos. I try to take a deep breath but it’s only possible to breathe through my nose. “I’m going to switch the vibrator on, it will distract you from me sliding inside this perfect ripe ass.”

Knox

I turn the vibrator on and immediately she begins to tremble and moan. I use that distraction and push her cheeks apart and spit on her asshole. I feel her eyes on me the entire time I swirl my spit around her hole before spitting in my own hand and rubbing it along my cock.

“Hmmm,” she moans. I shoot her a glare of warning not to come. Her features tighten as I push the head of my cock against her hole. She tries to tense but the vibrator does its job and distracts her. I didn’t plan to fuck her but the sight of her in those panties changed my mind. I push inside her slowly making sure to pause to give her time to adjust. My grip on her hips tighten when she jolts forward as I push further inside. I grit my teeth and continue to ease inside her, it’s so fucking tight. Fuck, I can’t go slow. I slam the rest of the way inside her. She screams out around the panties in her mouth and I hate that I see tears in her eyes. I remain still giving her a chance to adjust. She tries to say something but I can’t make out what it is so I yank the panties out.

“What?” I grit out through clenched teeth.

“I feel so full,” she moans, my eyes blaze with approval.

“Hold on, baby.” She fists the blankets in her hands as I draw almost all the way out of her before slamming back inside, the ear piercing scream that rips out of her is so loud I know everyone would have heard. The possessive fucker inside me wants to do it again just so no one can mistake that she is screaming because I’m fucking her so good. So, I do it again loving how she takes my cock. After the fourth thrust, she begins to push back against me, needing me to fuck her harder. “I thought you wanted gentle?” I taunt. She shoots me a scathing look in the mirror.

“You gonna punish me and fuck me like you mean it or you gonna be gentle and reward me?” Her smart mouth has me growling, my hold on her turning punishing for a second before I reach around her and click the button on the vibrator, turning it to full speed. She cries out and slams her eyes closed trying to ward off her impending orgasm. “Oh shit, please, Knox?—”

“You fucking come and you will regret it,” I snarl as I grip her waist and slam into her like a ruthless bastard. I ignore her pleas as I get lost in the feeling of finally claiming her ass again after so many years. When she reaches down to pull the vibrator out, I smack her hand away. “Take it like a good fucking girl, baby, you get to come when I fill this ass up, not before.” She bites down on her bottom lip and slams her eyes closed. Her features are pained as she tries to fight against her need to come.

“Fuck, it’s too much, Knox. I can’t take it,” she cries out. I feel my balls tightening, I’m so close. Gripping the back of her neck I pull her to me, shifting my hold so my hand is wrapped around her throat, forcing her to watch as I pound into her. I reach around and pinch her clit between my fingers. “Come.” She throws her head back against my shoulder as she screams out her release, tremors tearing through her tiny body. I bite down on her neck to silence myself as I thrust inside her one last time. I come so fucking hard I almost see stars. I hold her against me as she continues to jolt and whimper, then release her clit and ease the vibrator from inside her. A whoosh of air escapes her the moment she is free of it. I gently push her forward as I slowly ease out of her. She flops on the bed clearly exhausted but I’m not about to let her sleep. She needs to shower and get cleaned up, I can’t take her back to my mom with my cum dripping out of her ass.

“Up, you need to shower and to get changed before we land.”

“Go away,” she mumbles sleepily.

“Get your ass up before I fuck it again and you get to meet my mom with a double cream pie dripping out of you.” Her eyes snap open and she bolts upright, standing before me with a shocked look on her face.

“Your mom?” she squeaks.

“Shower, now,” I say as I push her toward the bathroom and close the door behind her. That fucking shower is too small to fit me in it so I quickly dress while I wait for Lake. I smirk at the sight of her panties on the bed. Mary got her a sweater dress thing so she will be meeting my mom without panties, that thought has a laugh bubbling out of me. Lakeland is going to be pissed.

Lakeland still refuses to meet my gaze. Since the moment she stepped out of the shower and changed, realizing only then that her panties were ruined, she has been silently fuming. When I grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the room back to our seats, she was red faced and refused to look at anyone or even speak to Taylan when he tried to tease her about what happened in that room. As soon as the plane landed, she leapt to her feet and shoved me away when I tried to grab her and stormed off the plane like an angry pint-sized fairy.

I can feel the anger wafting off her as she sits with her arms crossed over her chest in the passenger seat. Xander was pissed to find her riding shotgun when we got off the plane. Taylan, the bastard shoved us both out of the way so he could drive. I keep sneaking glances at her before switching back to glaring at Taylan in the rearview mirror.

“Doesn’t it feel good to be home?” Taylan singsongs, the cheery lilt to his voice grates on my nerves, he’s only doing this to fuck with me. Any other time I would brush it off and just deal with his bullshit, but him using Lakeland to get at me is starting to get real fucking old real fast. I watch as Lake’s jaw locks before she turns and focuses her glare out the window. I want to laugh but I refrain, it’s not my fault her pussy was so fucking wet she ruined her panties.

“Shut up, Taylan, and drive,” Xan says sharply.

“Calm down, dick, unlike you grumpy fuckers I’m actually glad to finally be home and being able to sleep in my own bed.” Now that he mentions it, sleeping in my own bed would be fucking amazing. “Plus, I can’t wait for Mom to see Lake. It's been years since?—”

“Shut the fuck up, Taylan.” My voice booms throughout the car. He wisely shuts his fucking trap and continues to drive. I’m already on edge after hearing from Patrick and Cohen that my house was raided. We’ve had to fly back under the fucking cover of nightfall so we don’t get seen by the local cops or worse the fucking CSIS. The drive home is spent with me texting orders to each of my head guys to meet me first thing in the morning so we can form a plan. I pulled Mase off of tailing Christiano and told him to be back at my house in the morning. It’s not just taking out Percy and Gio that has me in a mood, it’s the manila envelope I have stashed inside my jacket pocket that is driving me insane.

Open it.

Don’t do it.

It’s the only way to know for sure.

Those fucking thoughts have been taunting me for hours, the only time they weren’t was when I was buried balls deep inside Lakeland’s ass. That’s it, once we get home I just need to fuck her again until I pass out or make a fucking decision! I finally manage to get out of my own head when we pull up to the front of the house. Stepping out of the car, I look around checking to make sure the men are actively patrolling the grounds. I may have men stationed around my borders and keeping their eyes peeled for any sign of Dario soldiers and Percy, but I also need men stationed around my house so I know my mother will always be safe, especially after what happened to Sophie and Laura. Xander doesn’t wait for us as he makes his way inside. Taylan steps up beside me.

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