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Hot lips, a wet tongue and rough hands encase my breasts and nipples, toying and taunting them tantalisingly slowly in comparison to Crow’s speedy thrusts of his hands within me.

"You're so fucking wet, princess. You're such a fucking good girl," Crow utters before he very literally dives his head back between my legs, his tongue doing torturous things to me.

"I need you in me. Please," I beg, tears leaving my eyes at the all-consuming and unknown frustration and angst filling my body.

"Well, since you asked so nicely," Liam teases as he bites my nipple and makes a squeak escape me.

Liam and Crow seem to have an unspoken conversation, Liam nodding at Crow without any words spoken.

"Get up, baby girl. I want you on top of me."

I move to allow Liam to climb onto the bed beneath me, his cock protruding and filling my entrance. The immediate relief at having him fill me makes my body sag backward onto Crow just as he pushes me forward and coats my arse with lube.

"Fill her," Liam tells him. Crow takes the command and rolls with it, his hands pulling on my hair as he thrusts into me in one fluid and painful motion that halts my breath and fills me with a fire that I'm unsure will ever truly die down.

Within moments, I'm being moved and bounced on their cocks, feeling like I'm about to explode or be completely ripped apart and yet not wishing a second of it away as they use and ruin me just like I wanted.

"Fuck, your tits look fucking delicious like that," Liam utters as he holds my waist and moves me up and down, my breasts bouncing simultaneously with my body. He lifts himself up and grapples with my moving breasts, sucking a nipple into his mouth and holding on with his teeth as I move and thrust between them.

"You ready to cum, princess? Because I'm about to fucking break you," Crow whispers in my ear, his movements pausing, my arse so full of him that it feels impossible to think of anything else.

"Do it, please," I beg, needing everything and anything they'll give me.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." He chuckles lowly as he grabs hold of my throat, pulling me back towards him so that our bodies are flush up against one another. Crow behind me and Liam attached to my breasts, pounding into me from beneath.

And then he does exactly as he promised. He absolutely breaks me in two. He pounds into me in a quick, harsh, thorough succession while Liam holds me in place and moves me up and down his shaft.

I'm moaning and pleading in words that make no sense and mean nothing while they assault my every sense.

"Now cum, baby girl," Liam instructs as they both pound into me fluently and at identical moments, sending my mind and body to a place I've never dreamed of being, in some high up lost world only known for the strength of the orgasm that rips through me.

I feel both of their cocks pulse and release within me as I collapse onto Liam's chest, feeling completely and utterly ruined in the most earth-shattering way.

Crow rolls off me and lays next to Liam, pulling me between them. I curl into Crow’s side, my head nestled on his chest while Liam spoons me from behind.

"Ruined enough for you?" Crow asks with a weak laugh as Liam brushes the hair from my face.

"Mhmm," I mumble and nod, feeling my eyes close.

"I've decided that I want revenge," I tell Crow and Liam. I mean, they're still sleeping but I'm practising telling them in Crow’s bathroom mirror. Like any young woman does the night after becoming the President of a Motorcycle Club and having sex with two men. Right, so apparently I've not magically matured and gained a shit load of confidence overnight. Good to know.

I think back to the fight and the confidence and fury that felt like it was possessing me. I've never felt confidence or power like I did in that moment. I have no idea what made me say or do the things I did. Dad told me afterwards how much I'd shocked him and yet in all honesty, I think I had shocked myself as much as anyone else around me watching on as the power rushed to my head.

It was at that moment that I realised what I needed, what I craved. I craved very bloody vengeance. I enjoyed hurting Theo far more than I'd like to admit but I realised that it wasn't him I wanted to hurt as badly as I did, it was them.

I woke up about an hour ago and have been sitting on the floor of the bathroom for eighty percent of that time, thinking. Definitely over thinking, but thinking all the same. I feel like everything is finally starting to come together thanks to last night's victory. My dad, David, Crow and Liam, The Cobras. It all seems to be falling into place slowly. The only thing really holding me back from healing is my nerves, and the nerves only originate because I'm scared of Matt and Danny coming after me again, which means that I need to get my revenge. I need to see them bleed, and I need to make sure that they can never hurt me again.

That sounds logical, right? No, probably not, but I feel like it would make me feel better knowing that they're not in the world anymore. I know from what Gray and Liam told me that I'm far from the first person they've hurt, so I know that I'm doing what's right by the whole female population. I just feel like Crow and Liam might look at me differently if I tell them that I want to exact revenge on them. I have no idea why, I imagine they'd probably support me in it, but there's still a part of me that wonders if they think I'm going too far.

"What you doing in here? We snoring?" Crow asks me sleepily as he rubs his eyes and comes to sit next to me on the floor. He's got boxers on, but nothing else, and even that doesn't manage to distract me from my thoughts.

"Nah, just thinking," I utter.

"Penny for your thoughts."

"I'm not cheap. I want a pound," I tell him with a smile, watching as he gets up, goes back into the bedroom, and returns with a pound coin.

"One hundred pennies for your thoughts then," he tells me as he hands me the coin.

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