Page 58 of Royally Snowed In


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The guys have stopped pretending to chat about mergers, and I no longer see Bella, which likely means she’s under the table, sucking someone—I don’t care who. I can’t see most of them under the table, but I’m sure everyone’s wanking. As they should. We’re fucking fire.

Driven by my deep, raw need to prove to the world that she’s mine, that I’m fucking her—that I have every right to—I grab her under the knees and lift those legs, practically losing it at how fucking tight she is in this new position.

She falls back against my stomach. Her sweater’s lifted to her chin, her bra down to her navel, those firm tits so appealing.

“Suck them,” I grit between my teeth. “Fucking suck those beautiful tits. She wants it.”

Hawk doesn’t let go of his cock, jerking it as he bends to comply, his mouth closing around one of those hard, pink nipples of hers. His free hand palms her other tit, squeezing it close so he can take both in his mouth, greedy, hungry.

I feel his cock slide right at her entrance, slapping her clit, then grinding right against us. I know I told him he couldn’t fuck her, but clearly, I’m full of shit.

“Do you want Hawk’s cock in your pussy, my poison?”

“Wha—?” she wails between pants. “I couldn’t. It wouldn’t—fit!”

I chuckle, though my balls are tightening at what I know is coming. “Care to take a wager?”

I slide to the edge of the seat, parting her legs further to make room for the pretty blond dickhead who’s only too happy to take the invitation.

The head of his cock slides next to mine, probing the entrance. We both know it’s her first time taking two cocks, so he goes slow, his shallow thrusts opening her up, and driving me fucking insane with the additional friction against my sensitive cock.

I can feel it the moment her cunt spasms to make room for both of us, and Hawk takes full advantage, driving in.

She comes. She comes so hard, exploding and drenching us both. She screams like we’re trying to murder her, and I fuck her through it. So does he. Both of our cocks ram inside in turn, sliding against each other inside her vise of a cunt, still either trying to milk or strangle us.

Ivy’s limp against my front, her pussy pulsing helplessly, tightening and opening with us.

Hawk grunts. “So fucking tight.”

I can’t manage words. I just throw my head back and let go of all control.

She arches against me, more moans and pants leaving her as her pussy decides it very much likes round two.

“That’s it, pretty little poison. Come a third time for me,” I coax. “You know you want to.”

I let go of her knees to slide between Hawk and her, seeking her clit. Hawk smoothly grabs her leg and throws it over his shoulder, so I give her the other one, and bring my other free hand back, to her tight asshole.

“Did you let any of the British dicks you fucked take my asshole first?” I demand, my voice dipping to a low grunt.

Ivy doesn’t answer, only whimpering as I slide one finger past the tight ring of muscles.

“Did you?”

Still nothing.

“I swear to god I’ll stop fucking you right now. So will Hawk. I’m not letting you come if you don’t fucking answer me.”

“No,” she whispers.

I thought as much; her asshole tightens, pushing against the invasion, though it’s only just one finger.

“What was that?” I’m a dick, but what else is new. “Hawk, I think we should stop, after all. Come all over her pretty face. Clearly, she doesn’t need to come again.”

Her pussy grips around our cocks, her body protesting the threat.

“No!” she finally says out loud.

“No, what?” I slide another finger in.

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