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Unintelligible bawls erupt out of her mouth, but he soon guides it to his cock, and she’s muffled again.
Never to be outdone, I bring my hands to Violet’s cunt, finding it drenched in slime and cum. Using that filth as lube, I shove a finger in her tight asshole, and she curves her back, grinding against my hand. I fuck his wife’s ass with my finger while he gets to experience just how fucking good Sarah is with her mouth, and her throat.
Sarah is the first to come, and I don’t have a choice but to follow as her cunt grips me, milking my cock—and Roman’s too.
I slap Violet’s skinny ass. “Sit on my face, Voss.”
I’m not one to start something I can’t finish, unless I purposely want to edge Sarah to teach her a lesson.
I lie back and Violet eagerly climbs over me on the messy, unmade bed.
Rhys withdraw from my girl’s wonderful mouth, taking the place I just vacated over Sarah, who’s currently lying on top of Roman, and he starts fucking her, too, thrusts wild, uncontrolled.
The Vosses lean toward each other, kissing while I lick Vi’s cunt and Rhys fucks Sarah’s. Neither of them last long.
Holy shit. I could get used to this every day before going to class. No wonder Magnus stays at the Raventhorns, house of constant orgies and mindfucks.
None of us move for a good few minutes, breathing deep, covered in sweat and cum. I could have fallen asleep, if it didn’t occur to me that Sarah’s still stuck with her arms and legs overhead, and probably uncomfortable.
Besides, I was honest earlier. We have a long day ahead.
I undo her cuffs, checking her skin for bruises or marks. Without even consciously choosing to, I’m brushing her hair over her face, caressing her cheeks. “How are you?”
She only whines wordlessly.
I know the feeling, sweetness.
“Shower?”
* * *
It takes a full hour for Sarah to say a word.
She lets me wash her. She follows me downstairs and eats the sandwich I make her, then drinks the sugary coffee I offer. She nods when I ask if she’s good, eyes heavy with languor, limbs slow.
We reduced her to the perfect fuckdoll and pride blossoms in my chest. I know her belligerent nature. To bethisquiet, she’s been fucked really, really good.
We’re in the car on our way into town when she finally grumbles, “I don’t get you. You were pissed I fucked Rhys and Vi yesterday. Then today…”
She doesn’t need to finish that train of thought. “It’s pretty simple. You’re mine to share.”
Her spunk is back. “Oh? And areyoumine to share, then?”
I don’t miss a beat. “Indeed. Just say the word, and I’ll get my cock out for anyone you’d like while you watch. Would you like that, sweetness?”
“You’d do anything I ask?” she presses.
“Pretty much, yes.”
“If I told you to bend over and let Roman fuck your ass, you would?”
I tilt my head. “I mean, it’s not my kink, but if it’s yours, say the word, I’ll make it happen.”
She gasps, staring at me wordlessly, until we reach the parking lot.
Thorn Falls doesn’t have a mall—though my father has attempted to build one in the west side for decades—but there are a respectable number of high-end boutiques in the lanes along the main street.
Sarah only thinks to ask, “Where are we going?” after I park.
