Page 62 of Obsessed Kings


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I stay still as stone.

My cock fills her ass.

It grows.

Seven inches.

Eight inches.

Nine inches.

Olivia pants on Rook’s knee, her fingernails marking up the leather interior of the limousine. Her pussy spits out juices.

I wrap my hands around her throat from behind. This is the only thing that turns me on. Hurting her. Threatening her.

Visions of the pure rage that tore through me after my little sister died fill my eyes. I fuck Olivia harder to expel these memories from my mind. Identifying my sister’s bloodied body at the morgue. Picturing what that man did to her.

"I’ll leave you covered in blood, little Olive. There’s so much you don't know about me. So much that’d terrify you. If you were aware that I’m thinking about carving up every inch of your body and fucking the holes my knife created, you’d run. I want to destroy you like someone very close to me was destroyed years ago. I’m a monster. A menace. You have no business showing this young pussy to me. A pussy so young and innocent I’m foaming at the mouth to murder it."

My cock rams into her asshole harder. Rough. Primal. Unhinged. Each thrust tears her into pieces.

She can’t move. Can’t run if she wanted to.

Brock rises to his feet and pushes his aching shaft down her throat in one go. We plug this bitch up from two holes. She gags on Brock’s cock as her ass fights off my cock. She begged for it, but she didn’t know how rough we’d be.

Olivia played with fire. The bitch is getting burnt.

Rook thrusts three fingers into her pussy. She crumbles to pieces, her resolve and will to fight crashing around her. The walls of her resistance fade to nothing. Each thrust in her ass forces her to admit that she’s bitten off more than she could through. She thought she could be the Sinners’ whore. She thought she could do this. She thought the bags, diamonds, and jewels were worth it. She thought wrong.

I snatch theSlutnecklace around her neck and yank it.

The bitch chokes with the same piece of diamond jewelry that claims her as mine.

Her neck turns pink as I cut off her air supply.

I piston my hips right against her asshole. I don't fuck, don't grind. I stay there. Unmoving. Unwilling to back down.

Rook fingers her cunt harder as Brock fucks her throat. His fist seeps with her pussy juices.

At last, there’s no other option but for her to come undone. She screams at the top of her lungs as her pussy explodes around Rook’s fingers.

I don't come in her ass.

I pull out at the same time as Brock removes his cock from her throat.

He unleashes on her face as I shoot up her back with my unrelenting stream.

One. Two. Three. Four.

My cock spits out so many pumps of cum that I lose track.

I snarl as I release herSlutchain and permit her to breathe. "Youwillbe waiting for us after practice next Wednesday."

SEVENTEEN

OLIVIA

I don't know why I keep coming back to them.

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