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“You want me to bite you?” he asked. Brow up. He stroked my arms. Lifted and lowered a bit, giving my hands much-needed circulation, I realized.
“Yes, she does.” Tituss again. “I’m going to.”
No, he was not. I shook my head no, but Tituss slid out of me and leaned over to lick my navel. He slid his fingers into me and worked that thumb as his mouth opened to my shock and horror, and he bit me. Like, not just a playful little love bite, but it made me scream. I felt a hand over my mouth to cover that sound. For some odd reason, it made a tidal wave of spasms in my vagina as he sucked and pulled away from my abdomen. He looked up all lust eyes and said, “Fucking bite her. I want to feel that on my dick for damn sure.”
Who the hell was he? My angel was now a demon. My demon. Smiling down at me might as well have grown vampire fangs. He studied my body and said, “Tough to decide where.”
“Anywhere.” Tituss slid into me, and I reacted to that with a sound of pleasure I did not want to make.
A bit frustrated by the decision, Dane reached for my hand and then pulled my arm up, and I realized the position was the problem for him. He still had to cover my mouth and the scream. He licked, teased, and Tituss reacted to my reactions around his cock as Daddy made a bigger production of sliding his teeth along the inner portion of my bicep, opening, tonging, then slowly sinking those teeth, and I realized he didn’t bite as hard as Tituss had. The results were significantly improved because he was gauging the pressure, and at that tipping point of pain, I convulsed around Tituss’s cock and cried out a word I couldn’t swallow down but wanted to. “Daddy.”
The man was probably going to grow horns and a tail any day now. He looked like the king of everything from that response. I…felt a bit exhausted. The devil lifted and removed my hand. He situated himself and said, “Turn over.”
I tried, and they helped me, Titus pushing me up to my knees as he made sure to push my thighs wider with his knees. Dane didn’t push up. He let his long legs part as he gathered my hair and then said, “Show Daddy how much you like it,” before pushing me down on that cock as Tituss pushed into me.
I did like it. I liked it even more when Tituss slapped the cheek of my ass. Daddy groaned said, “Again. Fucking paint it.”
About the third slap, I was calling out, and I needed him to hear it, so I pulled off and said, “Popsicle.”
“Challenge accepted,” Dane said as I was pushed back onto that cock, and he did not let me pull off again, so I had to just moan and groan and collapse onto the bed as they spent, and I released one last time. I coughed, choked, really. His cum slipped down my lips, chin. He used his thumb to wipe it and said, “Tired?”
I closed my eyes. I hated him.
“I think I’m going to write on her.” Tituss. I was shocked but so fucking spent that I couldn’t even say anything. My throat was raw already.
I reached out because I felt movement next to me.
“Hey.” That was Daddy. “I’ll be right back.”
I let go of his arm. Confused about how I could be grabbing him and…I rolled, and that put me right into arms I knew well. I moved in closer, put my nose at his neck. Tituss shifted, pulled me to line up against him. He patted my ass and then settled back into sleep.
I heard a snort of a sound, and a moment later, the bed shifted. “Think you’re safe over there?”
I thought exactly that. A hand slid between Tituss and me and then pulled me away from him, lining me up to the front of a body I did not sleep against when I shared a bed with him. His lips at my neck, he said, “Play with me.”
“Wha—” I cleared my throat. Touched it.
“Oh, fuck. Say something else.” He whispered it, and I could feel my brows draw down. What a dick.
A hard dick at that. Fingers caressed the length of my throat, and I gulped. He shifted his hips, nudged his cock against my ass. Made a little hum sound. His hand went down lower to my treacherous pussy where it was getting turned on because apparently it only wanted to be used and abuse—d fuuuhhhk. I blinked though it was dark, so he couldn’t see that. What was wrong with me? Why did I want them to be rough with me to…fucking take like this was prehistoric caveman times, and we were animals, and love didn’t matter? Mating was…just rutting.
“Damn, Baby. What are you thinking about?” he whispered that, and a second later, I felt him tense behind me.
He just called me baby. Oh, now I wanted to play. I felt the smile spread wide across my face.
Chapter Nineteen
Dane
Did I just call her baby? What the fuck is wrong with me tonight? Her hand pushed back and into my hair pulling at me as she turned her head a bit, and I knew I had really fucked up because she said, “Thinking about you, Daddy.”
The rasp of her voice because I was sure she had a sore throat from my dick being shoved down the back of it. Even when I tried to pull her off a bit, she just pushed harder. Even when I was on top of her and tried to lift back, she pushed her head up. Then I said, fuck it. She wanted it rough. I gave her what she wanted.
I was not going to let this siren win. Sure, she was proving to be as nasty as I was in a bedroom, but that was it. I didn’t care about her. Not beyond my legal obligations. I whispered against her lips, lips that smelled and tasted like toothpaste because she was so out after that we had to help her do everything, “Thinking about my cock deep inside you?”
“Yes, Daddy.” My fingers were already caressing that swollen clit of hers. I made an adjustment, parted her legs a bit more, so I could slide my dick forward into her, and she sighed like I did when she massaged my shoulder.
“That feel good, Baby?” I closed my eyes. She clenched again when I said that word. Oh, she was getting off on thinking she had me cornered. I slid back, then forward, pushing deeper into her as she nodded, licked out at my lips.
