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“Or maybe she’s thinking about how hard I’m about to fuck her,” I muse softly, and her eyes open, only to burn into mine. “Which one is it, Hazel? Do you like when they touch you? Play with your body as they please? Or are you anticipating when I stick my dick inside your cunt?”
She licks her dried lips, her eyes so cloudy I wonder if she heard me at all. She lets out a whimper that turns into a groan as her head knocks against her arm. Atticus’s fingers are buried deep inside her, and they create a rhythm, fucking her roughly, her breasts bouncing against her chest.
Her gaze stays locked on mine, and I can tell she’s nearing an orgasm. That perfect body coils tightly, holding so much tension she aches to release. I shove off the chair, making my way toward her. They don’t stop as they continue to tease her, the sound of her arousal slipping around their fingers. I bring my hand out, brushing her nipples, not joining their fun, but keeping her attention on me.
“You want me to fuck you?” I rasp.
She nods her head, looking disoriented, high on pleasure.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you, Hazel. I need your words.”
“P-please, Felix. Please fuck me,” she whimpers, her eyes squeezing shut before popping open. “Fuck me.” She says the words so clearly, with so much need in her voice, it makes me fucking hard as a rock.
I bring my hand to her pussy, feeling the heat emanating from her skin. “Then come for my friends, and I’ll allow you to come even harder for me.”
Her body tremors on demand, deep, body-racking tremors. She lets out a strained moan, pain pinching her face, and she cries out as she comes fast and hard. Levi leans back, letting go of her, and Atticus does the same, sticking his wet fingers into his mouth.
“She tastes like a witch, too,” he grumbles as he steps away.
Then she’s there, wet, body flushed, limbs loose, completely at my mercy. I can do whatever I’d like with her, and she’d let me. But right now, I want my cock buried so deeply inside of her, to mold myself to her cunt and never leave. Her arousal fills the air, heavy and sweet, and so fucking intoxicating.
I bring my hands to the front of my shorts, pulling them over my hips and dropping them to my ankles. Stepping out of them, I kick them aside as I grab my cock, giving it a few tight pumps as I step up to her. “How do you want me, Hazel? Do you want me to fuck you hard or soft? Fast or slow?”
“I just want you,” she whimpers.
I bring my hand up to her shoulders, brushing her hair to the side, revealing her damp, slender neck. My fingers go around her waist, and I drag them up between the valley of her breasts. I end at her throat, wrapping my fingers around loosely before tightening, ever so slightly.
“Or maybe I should play a different game. One where only one of us survives,” I growl, angry that she makes me feel an ounce of emotions, hating that she’s evoking anything separate from the loathing I’ve become so accustomed to. I used to hate her so strongly, I didn’t care whether she lived or died. Shit, even a matter of a few weeks ago, I would’ve barely blinked if someone told me something happened to her.
Now, the thought of someone taking her from me is enough for me to rage, tear apart the world, and fight all the demons. I don’t like her, I don’t want her, but I don’t want anyone else to have her either. Even death.
She chokes out a moan, and I loosen my fingers as I grab my cock, slapping it against the meat of her cheek. Then, lining myself up, I plunge inside of her, her walls clamping down on my cock, pulling me deeper. I grind my teeth as I let out a groan, gripping onto her hips. Burying myself to the hilt, my cock flexes as I feel her warmth envelop me.
My fingers tighten around her throat, and I cut off her breathing as I begin fucking her, my hips slapping against her ass. My gaze lifts, and I see Levi and Atticus watching with heavy-lidded eyes. Their eyes fall to her breasts, and I watch as they bounce with each thrust. I reach around her chest, gripping her nipples, pinching them tightly until she lets out a pain-filled moan.
“Yes, baby. Take my cock like a good little witch.” I let go of her breasts, bringing my hand up and gripping the sheet above her head. I fuck her brutally, slamming into her so roughly she screams for me.
I can feel her tense around me, her orgasm nearing. I don’t relent, don’t stop my thrusts as I chase my orgasm, determined to fucking ruin her for everyone else.
“I’m going to come,” she chokes out on a gasp, and I clamp down my fingers around her throat, cutting off her breathing as I’m right there with her. I feel her walls tighten even more, her body tremoring so hard I have to hold on to her.
“Yes,” I groan, feeling my cock twitch, emptying every last bit of cum inside of her. I slow to a rock, grinding into her until we’re both panting against each other.
I loosen my fingers, dropping my hand to her waist. She slumps against her arm, her feet giving out as her wrists take the most of her weight.
When I release the sheet from around her wrists, she instantly falls, and I catch her into my arms, lifting her limp body with ease.
Glancing at Levi and Atticus, I nod toward the exit.
Levi runs his hands down his face. “I’m going to need a blunt after that shit.”
Atticus grunts.
I say nothing, feeling Hazel’s body grow heavy with exhaustion. We make our way downstairs, and I cut right, heading into my bedroom. I drop her onto my mattress, and walking over to my dresser, I grab an oversized white shirt and bring it to her. I pull it over her head, working her arms through the holes. Her eyes are closed, already half asleep.
As I take a step away, she doesn’t hesitate to curl over, grabbing my pillow and shoving it against her chest, and then she’s out. Instantly.
Turning toward the doorway, I see Levi and Atticus giving me curious looks. They don’t understand why I’m acting this way, and honestly, I don’t know if I can explain it.
