Page 64 of Vicious Kitten


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“You’re not ready for everything, Kitten.”

“Just fill me up.” She cries, and fuck it, I’ll fill her up alright.

Standing from the couch. I use my foot to push it back further to give me more room before tearing off my jeans and jocks, my cock straining heavily with consuming need. Looming over Rhys, I look down at her splayed out on the table. Simon on the opposite side of me thrusting hard, Marcus using one hand to circle her clit, and the other to tug on his dick.

“You want to be filled, Baby Girl?” My voice is deeper than it usually is, the desire coursing through my veins, taking control of my whole body.

“Yes, Mr Cole. Please fill me up.”

My cock jerks at her, calling me Mr Cole. It makes me feel fucking powerful. Dominating. She knows how it affects me, using it to snap my control.

I kneel quickly at the end of the low coffee table, gripping the base of my shaft as I guide my cock towards my girl as she drops her wanton mouth open, her head dangling back over the edge of the table. From this angle, I will be able to slide my cock right down her pretty little throat while she stares at my nuts and arse in her upside-down position.

“You’re gonna take all of me today, Baby Girl. I’m not going to hold back because my cock is too big for your little mouth. Today, you are going to let me force my way down your throat until you can’t breathe.”

“Yes, Mr Cole.” She pants, her chocolate eyes meeting mine as I look down my body at her.

“Fucking hell. Don’t kill her with your monster.” Marcus glares at me over his shoulder, and I grin.

“You want my monster to destroy you, Baby Girl?”

“Yes!” She pants. “Yes, Mr Cole. Fucking destroy me.”

I growl at her words and nudge her lips wider apart as I ease into the heat of her mouth. “Wider,” I command, and she forces her mouth to obey as my wide girth pushes past her limits. As I near her throat, she gags around my cock, and I moan, but still.

“Give me your hand, baby.”

She lifts her hand, no longer able to see anything past my balls, and I take it, pressing her hand to my thigh.

“Pinch me, and I’ll stop,” I tell her, and she lifts her other hand with a thumbs up.

Fuck, she’s perfect.

“I’m not going to last much longer,” Simon calls, but I ignore him, keeping my focus on watching the shape of my dick under Rhys’ creamy skin as I force it down her throat. She gags, this time more muffled and gurgly, her body stiffening, but she doesn’t pinch, so I keep going. I slide out, giving her a moment to suck in air, before sliding back in. This time she gags hard and deep, her whole body curling with the reflex, and Simon cries out, stilling as he throws his head back, slamming his dick into her one last time. Bossi is grinning like a fucking proud dad, watching on as we destroy our girl in the best way.

I ease out again, giving her a few moments this time to recover, and I look down at her.

“You want me to stop, Baby Girl?”

She shakes her head and grins. “Keep going. I can take it.”

“Oh fuck. I don’t think I can take it.” Marcus hisses while Simon shifts back, and Bossi positions himself between our girls’ legs. He holds up a finger in front of his mouth, telling me to remain quiet about him being there, so I shrug and line up my monster to Rhys’ lips again. This time I slide in easier, her jaw already accustomed to the stretch, and as I ease past her throat, feeling her try to fight the gag, Shaun uses his fingers to spread her other lips wide, and he starts sucking on her clit. She arches, then constricts as she gags, and I sink in deeper until I’m fully seated down her throat. She gags again, and Shaun sucks harder, adding his fingers to the game, sinking inside her.

I feel her fingers start to pinch, but then they recede as she thrusts her hips a little, chasing her orgasm and fuck, I can’t even control myself. I start fucking her mouth.

Over and over, she gags, and if I’m not careful, she’ll likely throw up, but as her body stiffens and she comes hard, her moans muffled as I pump my cock faster down her throat, I explode. Rivers of cum shoot straight down her throat, but then she pinches hard, and I pull free quickly in time for some of my seed to come back up. She turns to the side as her body rejects some of it, barely a mouthful spilling free. She gasps and gasps, and for a moment, I fear I’ve gone too far. For a moment, I fear my monster is too much for her to handle.

But then she laughs hysterically, and I look up at the guys to see them looking as confused as me before she speaks.

“That was fucking epic. Let’s do it again.”

Chapter Twenty-One

Rhys

Blissful. That’s how I feel right now. This is what vibrators can’t do. They can’t destroy you the way a man can. And by destroy, I mean fuck. Hard. Punishingly so.

It’s the best way to clear my head sometimes.

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