Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
I hear him spit just before I feel something drip onto my asshole. “Stop tensing,” he orders, and I relax as I feel something warm there. He slides something into my ass and then pulls me back to my knees by the hold he has on my hair. “Does it hurt?” he asks. Then a buzzing sound fills the air, and I feel a vibration in my ass.
I shake my head, no words coming to me. He smiles and steps back up to me, his cock in my face. “Taste.”
I lean forward, my lips going around the head before I take him into my mouth. When I do, he slaps me hard across my breast. “I said taste, don’t be a greedy Caterpillar.” I pull back, and this time, I let my tongue circle around his head. “That’s better.”
The buzzing gets louder, and whatever is in my ass vibrates faster. It feels strange and pleasant at the same time.
“Hmm, you’re enjoying it.” I continue to taste him, not taking him in fully again. “Now you can have it.”
As soon as he says it, I open my mouth wide and take him as deep as I can. His hands are fisted in my hair as he ever so slowly guides me up and down his length.
“Stop.” I freeze at the tip. “I want to finish inside you.”
“Condom,” I say after I pull off him completely. “I’ve been tested, but the results aren’t in till tomorrow, and Deven was fucking….”
“Okay, Caterpillar.” He smirks and slides one on, and as if I’m a rag doll, he lifts me and sets me on the table face up, my hands still tied. He nudges my legs open and steps between them. “Wiggle to the edge. Now.” I do as he says, wiggling my ass until I’m right where he wants me, and he slides straight into me. No warning, just in. But I’m already wet, and the minute he fills me, I feel so full. The buzzing and vibrating don’t slow, and he starts moving. His hands find my throat, and he grips it, bending me back as leverage as he continues to fuck me. If he let me go, I would fall back. My hands wouldn’t be able to catch me.
“I may just keep you,” he states, his eyes hooded.
And for some reason, that is the only part that scares me.
NINE
REON
She is perfection in every way.
From the way she takes my cock, to the way she listens and obeys my every command.
Her pussy was made for me, and her mouth was made for my cock to effortlessly slide straight into.
Absolute perfection.
She comes, and it’s like music to my ears. I slam into her as she tries to move her head back, but my hands are still squeezing her neck, holding her in position.
Does she want me to let her go? If I let go of her neck, she will fall backward, and her hands are still tied behind her.
I remove one hand and wrap it around her back, bringing our bodies closer, her clit now rubbing on me as her anal vibrator continues its torture. I pull at my tie that’s holding her wrists, and it falls away, releasing her hands. The moment they’re free, they go around my neck, and I hoist her up. I pull the vibrator from her ass and slip my finger in. She moans as I lift her up and down on my cock. Her fingernails dig into my upper back, and she lets out the sweetest cry before I place her back on her ass.
Pulling out, I slide the condom off and wrap my hands around my cock, and I come. Hard. All over her perfect fucking tits.
“Oh, my God, that was…” She shakes her head as her gaze falls onto my still-hard cock as my cum slides down her tits. I could go again. That’s how much I want her.
I head to the shower and step straight in to remove myself from her, turning the temperature to almost scalding. My chest pinches with something foreign. There is something special about her. She’s a depraved, soulless goddess—my perfect match.
The protocol would be to kill her.
I should kill her.
The Society wouldn’t allow her to live, knowing what she does about me.
She saw me stab a man, but I smirk as I recall how she pulled the knife out of him.
If she found out what I do…
They would all be incredibly angry if they found out I was doing this outside of the Society.
I shake my head.
I should kill her… end it.
This should be it.
I’ve gone too far this time.
I’ve gotten too attached to a perfect stranger.
My fun has been had. And now…
Fuck.
I run my hands through my wet hair.
The thought of killing her sickens me. She is not someone I would choose to kill. But what she saw… If she somehow dug a touch deeper.