Page 14 of Unhallowed

“God, you’ve never been more perfect than you are right now.” He licks his lips. “Show me how shameless you are, baby. Let me see that tight little body.” Softly, he trails his fingers down my waist until they reach my underwear, and he tears them down the middle and yanks them off. “Love me, Angel.” He whispers, “Letmelove you.”

I hover over him until his cock is between us, hard and ready. It’s been years since we’ve had sex, but I want to see the look of bliss on his face asI’mthe one who fuckshim. Exactly as it used to be. I love being the one he breaks over. “There will be no loving tonight.” I lick my lips as I shift up and begin to move my hips back and forth, rubbing myself all over him. “I’m fucking you.”

Draven’s eyes flare with uncontained lust, and it makes my stomach flip. I feel a rush of warmth all the way to my pussy, and I rub a little faster. My center is slick with need, ready for him, yet he makes no move to rush me as he throws his head back, eyes closed and mouth open. He’s panting underneath me, another sign of how much I affect him, and I go even faster. “Yes, baby,fuckme.” His hands come to my ass, his finger brushing against my puckered hole, and he looks down between us. “I want to see that tight little pussy gripping me for all I’m worth.”

I lift up off him and catch my breath for a second, trying to cool down the heat in my blood, the one that tells me to straddle him again and take what I want. Instead, I let him edge the head of his cock against my entrance. No matter how wet I am, it feels impossible as he slips in an inch.

Draven hisses, “Fuck, Firefly. I think I’ll come before I’m all the way in if you don’t relax.”

“Iamrelaxed.” I lie, feeling the burn as he stretches me. God, it’s been so long.

“Liar.” He chuckles, “But if it makes it easier, I’ll make this quick for us.”

“Okay.” I say as I nod my head, only because this feels like torture. I want him inside me, but it feels like my body is rebelling, not wanting to let him in at all.

He grabs hold of my hips and begins to bounce me on his cock softly, and I feel myself give way for him. My muscles don’t clamp around him anymore, in fact, they relax and take him in. When he’s almost all the way, he slams me down until my clit hits his pelvis.

I moan, “Drav—”

“Does it feel good, baby?” He growls, his eyes closing tightly like he’s fighting something inside himself. “Do you like how my cock is stretching you? You’re so fucking tight. You’re gripping me.” He exhales. “So. Fucking. Good.”

“Yessss,” I breathe as he begins to pump me up and down on his cock. “Put your hands above your head.” I smile sweetly at him, and he opens his eyes. “Now.”

His hands come up above his head and he grabs the pillow with white knuckles. I grip his chest with my hands, closing my fingers around his skin until he hisses again. Up and down was good, but I don’t think I can come that way. Instead, I go in circles until my clit brushes against his pelvis with every stroke, the little friction of his short hair making my legs tighten around his hips as I keep up the pace.

“So fucking good, Firefly,” Draven praises. “Just like that baby. Ilovethat—”

“Oh, God, Draven.” I moan as I move faster. “Drav.”

My clit continues to rub against him, faster and faster. Harder. Animalistic sounds come out of me as I keep up the pace, and I bend down so he can suck on my tits. He gets the hint and opens wide, and lightning strikes down my back when he sucks me into his mouth. My pussy tightens, his cock stroking all the right places. I’m shameless just like he asked me to be, demanded. And I give him all my sounds, gift them to him.

He lets go of my tit and bites his lip on a groan, drawing blood. “You’re almost there, baby. Make yourself come on my cock, ride me faster,fuck me.”

I close my eyes as I feel heat rush down to my pussy, almost there—almost. When I open my eyes again though there’s a movement by the door, and Killian is staring at me with his pants around his ankles and his cock in his hand. I glance down at Draven who now has his eyes closed, a grimace on his face like he’s in pain, and it makes my stomach flip from excitement. I’m doing this to him.

Tothem.

I don’t stop, and Draven reaches up to cup my breast and pinches my nipple. My hand slips and I wrap it around his throat, putting my weight on it to hold myself up. He grunts and turns red, but doesn’t push me off him, but my eyes go to Killian. Silent as the night, fucking his fist harder. His lips are tight, his eyes on me as I circle my hips faster, and he looks jealous, like he wisheshewas the one inside me.

My mouth opens on a moan, a loud one, and Killian’s chest heaves as his own mouth mirrors mine. He’s still so quiet, but his eyes say it all. If he got the chance, he would fuck me into the bed. Will I give it to him? Do I want to? I can’t think like that, I’m with Draven. I will be his fucking wife. This is so wrong. But the way he strokes his cock so hard, so raw, so fucking tightly makes my breath catch in my throat, a gasp coming to my lips. It’s enough to make me come.

I look down at Draven, who is now staring up at me, and I shift my other hand to his throat and squeeze as he groans and moans, his mouth gaping, his face turning a deep crimson color. He fists the pillow tighter, his knuckles red, and he begins to top from the bottom, chasing his release.

I look up again and make eye contact with Killian. Heat rushes down my spine and to my pussy, and I scream as I come apart on Draven’s cock. Killian? He’s fucking his hand faster, and right as I finish, he pulls his pants up and comes into them. His back hits the wall with a light thud and I grab Draven’s face so he doesn’t turn that way.

His hands come to my hips now, slamming me up and down on his cock until his moans crescendo. “That pussy is so pretty, Firefly.” He moans, and I moan too at the words. “I’m going to come, and you’re going to swallow every fucking drop with that tight little hole.” I look up to find Killian gone, the door wide open. I plant my knees harder on the mattress and help Draven lift me up and down, going faster. His eyes roll to the back of his head. “Oh. Fuck.More.” So I give him more. I bounce on his cock like it’s the last time.

“That’s a good fucking girl.” I smile at his praise, my nails digging into his chest.

His face morphs into that of bliss, the one I’ve been wanting to capture in my mind forever. Eyes closed tightly, lips parted, a moan on his lips, and a frown on his brow. It’s perfect, he is. His hips push up into me as his cock jerks inside me, and he groans as he comes deep within me. I fall onto his chest, my limbs spent, my body limp.

“That was amazing,” he says softly. “Youare.”

“I’m tired,” I reply sleepily. “Can I sleep on you?”

I feel his smile against my head. “Whenever you want to.”

And that’s how I drift off, on his chest, my ear to his heart. His cock inside of me. But the last thing I see before I close my eyes and let sleep take me under?

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