He tilts his head back, grinning up at me past my mound. “If I don’t like it, then I won’t ask again, but just remember, I licked you clean after you went to the toilet over Easter. I’ve already tasted you.” He squeezes the backs of my thighs, his fingers digging in just enough to show me how eager he is for this.
“Fine. But I’m not returning the favour,” I rush out, and he chuckles.
“I have the rest of our lives to try to talk you around.”
I roll my eyes while his turn serious.
“I’m so fucking hard right now. Give me your piss, Lily, and then come down here and sit on my cock.”
“Fuck,” I whisper as need slams into me again.
This guy knows exactly how to work my mindandbody.
He parts his lips over my sex once again, and I have to fight the urge to fuck his face and concentrate on getting a stream going. The moment the hot liquid spills from me, Asher’s grip on my thighs tightens, holding my pussy to his mouth as I fill it with my pee, which he drinks down eagerly.
Once I’m done, he laves at me, licking me completely clean like he can’t get enough, and I’m so turned on that I start grinding on his lips again.
“Fuck, Angel. Get on my cock!” Asher hisses when he’s done, and I quickly lower myself onto his hard cock as we wrap ourselves around each other.
I don’t even think twice about kissing Asher. I know he just drank my pee, but I don’t care. The entire thing has me fucking thirsty for filth, in whatever way he wants it.
He fucks me hard and fast, and I don’t need any extra help to get over the line. The moment he yells, his release pumping into me, I join him, a scream ripping from my throat.
We stay moulded together for the longest time, the scent of blood, sweat, and sex filling the air, and I know I’ve found my soulmate.
No one will ever compare to Asher Scott.
Just when I think we are going to untangle ourselves and figure out how to get me out of this room in basically no clothes, Asher lays back in the pool of blood.
“Sit on my face.”
My brows shoot to my hairline. “You want to go again?”
He smirks. “I want to clean you up, Angel. As much as I love the idea of my cum dripping down your thighs, right now, I want to suck it from you until you’re clean.”
“Fuck, that’s so dirty,” I whisper, and Asher grins.
“Yeah. It is. You keen?”
I grin back. “Hell yes.”
So that’s what we do. I crawl up to straddle Asher’s face, and he spends the next few minutes licking and sucking his seed from inside me, turning me ravenous.
And then… he makes me come again.
CHAPTER 45
ASHER
It’s now a week since we bathed in the blood of Monty and the MacKenzie brothers, and I’m now on the doorstep of my mum’s shitty little house, fucking nervous to see her for the first time in a few years.
I turn back to glance at Lily, waiting in the car Barrett acquired for us, and she gives me a reassuring smile and nod that warms my fucking chest.
Shit. This woman.
Clearing my throat, I face the flimsy door and pound my fist on it, feeling the fucking thing rattle with each thump.
Anyone could kick it in. The fucking thing is barely in place.
