Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33526 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33526 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“No.” Alaric stands, stomping his feet. “I can’t believe you want us to fuck you the way she demands. What the fuck is wrong with you, Ella?”
“Why not?” Asher asks. “We’ve already had sex. She knows our distinct edges. It’s not like you were sweet. You wouldn’t even come in her. You pulled your usual shit and abandoned her emotionally, shutting yourself off like a fuckin’ asshole. She knows who we are, Alaric. The wool has already been ripped from her eyes. We’re about to show her far fucking worse, so we may as well give her a taste of the nightmare she’s agreed to be a part of.” River shrugs, biting his lip ring, before he adds, “We all want her. There’s no denying that. So what’s the problem?”
“Good question, Asher,” Ella says. “Mind answering it, Alaric? You had no problem having sex with me before. If memory serves me correctly, you started all this. You came to me, sprinkling sweetness, deceiving me into believing notions I had no business believing in.”
“That was a mistake. We wrapped you up in this shit. In our shit. If we’d stayed away, never touched you, you would’ve been off living your life after your father died. But you stayed. You stayed because of us. I won’t give you a frayed thread to hold onto. Once this is over, you live your life. Without our bullshit.”
“Okay,” I say, annoyed with Alaric’s self-righteous bullshit. I pull my black sweater over my head and display my bare chest. “You can sit in that chair over there, and Asher and I will have a good time.”
What’s Alaric going to do? Punch me? Stomp his feet like a petulant child and sulk? I know he won’t kill me. Fucker is too weak. He’d never hurt someone he has affection for. It’s how Celeste has held him under her thumb for all these years.
I walk up to Ella and almost cum from the lust in her eyes. “You want to be fucked? Forced to be our obedient little whore? You don’t have to ask me twice. Take out my cock, baby girl.”
Ella drops to her knees, and her hands shake as she works the button of my black jeans. She lowers the zipper and pulls my pants down my legs, unleashing my hard dick.
My heart pounds and my hands tremble as I wrap her hair around my finger, gently tugging her head back and forcing her to look at me. “You sure?”
“Yes,” she whimpers.
“Beg for it.”
“Pardon?” She looks like a fucking goddess as she searches my eyes. More than a goddess because Aphrodite has nothing on her beauty.
“You heard me, baby girl. If you want this dick, I wanna hear you beg like a good little slut.”
Ella bats her eyes at me. I don’t know if it’s from shock or the rush of playing the game. It’s one of my favorite things about Ella—she’s unpredictable.
You’d never think she’d be prepared to partake in the shit we do. That she’s the girl who turns the other cheek no matter what you do or say, and her philosophy is to let bygones be bygones and all that shit. But it turns out that Ella is no docile kitten scared by her own shadow. Nor a forgiving Madonna who sacrifices herself to keep the peace. She’s a ferocious lioness out for blood, and there’s nothing hotter to me. It’s glaring proof that Ella Isn’t going to break when things get tough. Instead, she’ll ride into the storm with us and fight.
“Please, River. Let me taste you,” she pleads.
Fuck. The way her bottom lip juts out slightly consumes me with ecstasy.
“I promise to be a good girl for you, Daddy. Can I please have a taste of your lollipop?”
Jesus, she did not just say that. My body grows hot, and I’m flustered. I’ve never been flustered. I want to push the boundaries and see what she says when it’s not a show. To witness how dirty this girl is when we’re hidden from the world. No one around but us.
“Look at you, Ella. A perfect girl begging to suck my cock like a pathetic whore.” I pull her hair hard and yank her head back. My face is less than an inch from hers. “But I don’t want to be your daddy, Ella. I already have a role.” I move back and loosen my grip on her hair. “Now, let’s try this again. Why don’t you tell your big brother how much you want to suck his dick? Tell me, little sister, how wet you are thinking about choking on your brother’s cock.”
“Your little sister wants to taste her big brother’s cock. Can I please?”
“That’s a good girl.” I grip my shaft and hit her face with my dick before she opens her mouth and offers me her pretty pink tongue. Moving closer, I suck her flesh between my lips, sucking her tongue like it’s a cock. I pull back and smile, watching as her eyes fixate on my fully erect dick. “Go ahead, Sis. Show me what a good little cock whore you are.”