Page 45 of Cruel King


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“Fuck, so tight, so hot, fuck, Tinks. Fuck.”

Her mouth drops open in a silent scream for mercy as we rail her harder than she’s ever experienced before. Placing her leg on my shoulder, my lower back burning from the cuts she made, I thrust harder, faster, giving her everything I’ve got, needing her to know that no one else has this with me. With us. Clasping my hand around her throat, I pull her closer to me, seeing her eyes widen when I squeeze ever so slightly.

“Thal,” she croaks.

“That’s it, baby. Say my name while my dick is inside you.”

“Thal,” she pants.

“Are you going to come on my cock?”

“I c-can’t, Thal, please.”

“If you don’t come, that means you’ve let us use you,” I mutter. “You need to come, Summerbell.”

“C-can’t. Too tired, too sore.”

“Fuck!” Ciarán roars and thrusts hard one last time before he detonates inside her ass.

She gasps, her body trembling with weakness, but I won’t let her go without her pleasure now. I won’t subject her to being awhore. She doesn’t deserve that.

We’ve had our fun and now she needs to come.

Pulling out of her, I lay her on the bed gently and she curls up into a ball.

“No, Summerbell, you need to come.”

Pulling her knees away from her chest, I spread her legs. We have brutally ravaged her pussy. She is red raw.

“Go and run her a warm bath,” I instruct Ciarán, still breathless from his exertions.

He nods and goes without another word.

“I need you to come for me, Summer, okay, baby girl?”

She whimpers when I touch her swollen clit.

“That’s it, sweet girl. Come for me.”

“Thal,” she whispers, her voice so soft, I have to lean in close to hear. “I’m so tired.”

“I know you are, love,” I whisper, “but I need you to come for me, anyway. Can you do that?”

She nods, her eyes squeezed tight.

Groaning softly, I slip my fingers into her and rub her clit hard. She thrusts her hips upward and my heart swells for this amazing woman so eager to please me, even now, after I’ve used her like a fuck toy.

“Come for me, Summerbell. Come for me,” I order.

“I-I can’t,” she gasps. “I’m so tired.”

Ducking my head, I lap softly at her clit with my tongue and it’s what she needs. She writhes on the bed as I massage her into a state of unfettered desire.

“Come for me, Summerbell. Come for me now.”

She screams out my name as her orgasm crashes over her and she comes all over my mouth, her body is shaking from the power of it.

I don’t know if she is ever going to recover from this.

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