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The vibrator continues to buzz and my orgasm builds. I don’t know if I can take it. Just when I think I’m about to go over again, the thing stops, and Sly’s truck door opens. He climbs in, shutting the door behind him.
He comes right for me.
“You did good, pet. I did hear one little moan from out there.” He takes the vibrator from between my legs and tosses it to the front of the truck. My pussy doesn’t have much time to recover, though, as his hand replaces it. He drags his finger between my slit before pushing it inside me.
“Sly,” I moan, my back arching off the bed. I may have orgasmed, but I still felt empty. I want him inside me. I want to feel the weight of his body on mine.
“You got my pussy nice and ready for me, didn’t you? All puffy and swollen, aching for your master.”
“Yes, Master. I made sure I was so quiet. Only you hear me. I’m yours. Only yours.” His finger keeps sliding in and out of me as his other hand comes to my very round baby belly. He leans down, pressing a kiss to it, making me smile. The man can’t go twenty minutes without kissing my belly.
Sly loves marking me. Making sure everyone knows I belong to him and that he’s mine, and the baby belly does that. We both have our wedding rings, and I wear the collar he gave me, but this seems to take it to a whole new level for him.
He even went out and gotCamerontattooed across his abs the day after he found out I was pregnant. He wanted another mark on him.
“You were perfect, pet. He drops over me, caging me in. “No one was out there. You should know better by now.” I should. He wouldn’t even chance something like that. He takes my mouth, pushing his tongue into my mouth. His hand goes between us, and I feel him jerking at his belt to free himself.
He leans up, kneeling between my legs. He grabs me and pulls me onto his lap, pushing the head of his cock inside me. Once he’s filled me to the hilt, he grips my hips in a firm hold.
“That thing gave you two orgasms, didn’t it? I can tell by the feel of your pussy. I know just what she feels like after she’s cum twice.”
I just nod. It’s all I can do as he start to sliding in and out of me.
“There may not have been anyone outside the truck who could have heard you, but I still find myself pissed.” He starts picking up speed, pumping harder and harder.
“That fucking toy is going straight in the trash. I don’t care that I strapped it to you. Only I make this pussy cum. My cock. My mouth. Or my fingers. That’s it.”
“Yes, Master!” I scream at his possessive words as my orgasm hits me. As I lock around his cock, I feel his warm release flood me. We both ride out the pleasure, and I feel my eyes start to close.
“No, no, pet. I’m going to make my pet cum until I’m not pissed over that fucking vibrator, so you better open those eyes and spread your legs a little wider because this is going to take a while.”
TAKING WHAT’S WICKED
BY ALEXA RILEY
On Halloween you’re supposed to dress up and have some naughty fun, but Sabrina’s costume has invited more wickedness than she expected. The guy at the bar seemed so nice, until he got her out in the alley behind the bar and his friend joins in. That’s when she knew there was no escape.
Dante and Porter have been watching the little witch at the bar all night. They’ve decided to make her their toy for the evening, but she has no idea. They’ve been waiting for this moment, and now’s their chance.
This Halloween ménage is packed with filthy goodness and dark desire. Hold on to your broomsticks, and enjoy the ride!
CHAPTERONE
DANTE
The thumpof loud music beats across Wicked. The hole in the wall bar is packed for Halloween—a holiday when women like to wear as little as possible, tempting and teasing men. None of them catch my eye even as they grind against each other on the dance floor, wanting as much male attention as they can get. No, my eye is still on the little tempting witch at the bar and has been since she strolled in. She sat her sweet ass in that bar stool, and I couldn’t look away from her if my life depended on it. She’s pulling me to her like she has cast some spell on me, but I’m being patient. If we want this to go exactly right, we’ve got to take our time. We’ve been here for a long time, waiting for just the right moment, and this is it.
I shoot back the rest of my Jack, not taking my eyes off her, worried that someone might get to her before I do. She’s ours, and I won’t let anyone steal her from us. Maybe she’s really a witch, because that’s what it’s starting to feel like. It’s like I’m under a spell, and I can’t control my dark urges. Thing is, she hasn’t seemed to notice either of us, unlike most of the other women in here.
She keeps giving her soft smile and little laughs to the bartender as she sips some green-colored drink in a fancy cup. I’m surprised a place like this serves something like that. Normally in a dump like this, all you can get is a beer or some whiskey. Maybe she’s using some of that magic on the bartender too, because she seems to get whatever she wants from him.
The thought has me on my feet, pressing through the sea of bodies on the dance floor. One woman tries to grab me by the arm to pull me to her, but I just keep moving, breaking her hold. The smell of her cheap perfume wafts over me as I push on.
When I finally make it to the little witch, I can’t stop myself from discreetly leaning into her and smelling her hair. The smell of cinnamon fills my lungs. Fuck, I’m going to love smelling that all night as I pound into her cunt. When we’re done with her, the only thing I’ll be able to smell on her is cum. She’ll never be able to wash the smell of it away from her skin.
Sliding onto the stool next to her, I let my body brush up against hers, drawing her attention. Her dark chocolate-brown eyes meet mine, and a blush hits her cheeks. I don’t know why she’s embarrassed. Dressed like she is, she’s obviously begging for some attention. Though I don’t think she had in mind the kind of attention we’re going to give her. Too late, little witch. You’re already ours. There is no going back now.
I look into her dark eyes, and something passes between us. She has an innocence about her, and the animal inside me wants to eat it alive. I want to hold her down and ruin her body so she’ll never know a moment in her life when I wasn’t a part of her. A primal need to dominate her crawls up my spine, and I intend to act on it. Whether she likes it or not.
