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“Filthy…” he whispers against my throat, scraping his teeth down. “Who’s doing these filthy things to you?”
“You…” I moan as the scrape of his teeth gets me fucking hot all over again, his cock half hard under me as well.
“I and… I alone?”
What?
“Yes.”
“Are you sure about that?” His finger rips through my pussy, sinking so deep inside of me my body jerks up, but his hand in my hair holds me down.
“Fuck!” He adds another, as the heel of his palm rubs against my overly sensitive clit.
“Tell me… there’s no one else under those stairs?” He finger fucks me so hard, my brain shuts down, my body limp, played like a violin by him.Stairs…
“Vincent, I…”
“Focus. Fantasies…” He pumps harder, rolling those fingers on that treacherous spot inside of me. “Who else is there when you fuck this pretty cunt of yours alone at night? Who else do you imagine?”
“I can’t…”
“You can.” He slams hard into me, his thumb now on my betraying clit, and I think I’m losing my mind.
“Maddox!” I cry as a shudder rips through me. Definitely losing my mind. Did I just admit that to him?
But he adds one more finger, stretching me just a little harder, and I yelp.
“Your pussy would have to take more than just three fingers to accommodate him, filthy Little Eve.” He bites into the side of my neck, his words sinking in at the same time. “He’s a mean motherfucker. He would stretch that pussy so hard… but I would be right there with him.”
“Vincent…”
“Yes, right here.” He pulls his fingers just enough to reposition himself, and suddenly I can feel one pushing against that tight hole. But it’s so wet from my pussy and his cum that was still inside of me, that it slides right in, and I don’t bother to hold in the lust-filled cry that rips from my throat. It echoes through the forest. “I would fuck this tight little ass of yours, as he would rip through that pussy, and goddamnit… wouldn’t that be fucking beautiful?”
He rolls those fingers with such skill that somehow I’ve fallen backwards, my back against the table, and his words… they fill me with the image of the man before me sharing me with the beast I’ve always craved. Vincent taking my ass… Maddox stretching my greedy pussy…
Jesus fuck!
The orgasm hits with that image front and center, clawing its way through me so hard Vincent has to hold me, so I don’t fall off of him, and it feels… it feels dirty. It shouldn’t be as strong as it was… I shouldn’t like this fantasy quite this much.
I’m wrapped in his arms and I’m not entirely sure when he pulled me there, but he holds me tight, running a hand through my hair. I move away just a bit and kiss his lips, lingering for a moment longer.
“Did you always know?” My voice is soft as I ask, and I have to force myself to look him in the eyes.
A smile touches them, and he nods. “The man never likes anyone. He’s always liked you though, since the first moment he saw you break that guy’s jaw.”
“Vincent, no… not like that. No, not like you.”
“I know, I know.” He smiles. “He cares about you, he sees something in you he relates to. And it’s that fascination that I always see in his eyes when he looks at you. You… well, I could always recognize lust in yours.” His gaze darkens, the smile turning devious.
I’m not entirely sure how to respond to all of this, but all I can say is that this man never ceases to amaze me. This kind of freedom is so fucking refreshing.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
MORRIGAN
Imanaged to get Vincent off me in the shower and proved that I could wash myself on my own, although he insisted he could do it so much better. He’s somewhere in the bedroom as I dry myself, but all of a sudden, I hear a door close downstairs.
“Vin, sugar, are you in?”
