Page 28 of Unhallowed

“Wait.” I lick my lips, thinking about the implications of this. What is he going to do? What am I going to do? “I’m the one who gets to fuck you.”

Angel shrugs, “Of course.” I smile at that, “You’re not sharing me, remember?”

She walks back toward me and I grab her arms gently. “I want you to fuck me like you fucked him, Angel.” I lean in to whisper in her ear. “Remember when you were on top of him? Looking at me? Well, this time I’ll be the center of your fucking universe.”

With a loud gulp she nods and I turn off the lights. As she makes her way to the bed, I make sure the bathroom door is ajar for a little light to filter in. I want to see her face when my dick is inside of her, when I’m coaxing the deepest of moans from within her. I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but ever since she ran from me and made me chase her…I can’t stop thinking about her, and I don’t want to. I’m not stupid, I know what they’re doing here. They want to distract me so they can get out of the house together. I’ll entertain them because I want to fuck her again, but if he thinks he’s going to be able to keep her from me, he’s got another thing coming. The mere idea is laughable. No one takes anything from me, and apparently I’ve been feeling overly possessive of her since before I married her because look at me stealing her away from my fucking brother. I don’t even want to think about what’s wrong with that or me.

I look up to find Angel kneeling on the bed, waiting for me. Her small tan nipples harden, her perky tits bouncing as she shifts her body slightly, and I’m transfixed by it all. Byher.

Crawling across the bed and all the way to my pillow, I watch Angel’s face as I do. She tries to not betray her emotions, her facial expressions staying mostly neutral. But I’m paying close attention, and I see the lust in her eyes before I’m even by her side. She wants to pretend this is all Draven’s idea, thathewill let me fuck her for the last time, but if she didn’t want to she wouldn’t be here.

I adjust my pillow and lie on my back, staring at the ceiling. Her breaths come out in pants, and I can see her chest heaving from the corner of my eye. But she doesn’t move, doesn’t even talk to me. Is she waiting for him to come in?Fuck that.I want my own moment with her.

“Get on my lap, Angel.” The covers rustle a bit as she obliges, climbing on my lap, her wet pussy against my cock. What has her so wet all of a sudden? Is it fear? Does she like being scared? “Such a greedy whore, you are.”

My fingers sink into her slit and I rub her clit softly, drawing a whimper from her lips that sounds like music to my ears. She likes to pretend that she doesn’t like what I do, that I don’t affect her in the slightest, but it’s all a lie.

I curl my fingers against her walls, making her buck her hips, rubbing her clit against the palm of my hand. She’s so fucking needy for me, and I love it. She’s supposed to be the innocent girl that was locked up in a basement for half her life, but she knows what she’s doing.

“Mmmmm,” she moans, “Killian.”

My stomach bottoms out at hearing my name on her lips, and this time I buck my hips. When I remove my fingers from her pussy, she cries out, making me groan.

I bring my fingers to my lips and suck on them, licking them clean. Her taste covers my tongue and I groan. “So fucking sweet, little demon. I would’ve never thought someone so feisty would taste this good.”

My fingers come to the back of her neck and I pull her down until our lips meet, “Taste yourself on my tongue.” She sticks her tongue out for me and I lick it. “So fucking hot, baby girl. You’re ruining me.”

A moan comes from her. “You’ve already ruined me.” She scoffs. “You’re the fucking devil.”

“So sell your soul to me.” I position my cock against her entrance but don’t move yet. “I’m a little lonely, aren’t you?”

“Never.” Angel whispers.

The door creaks as it opens, and I freeze when I see Draven coming in completely naked, a bottle of lube in his hand. He looks between us, pure jealousy on his face. But I don’t know if he’s jealous I’m about to fuck her, or if he’s jealous she’s about to fuck me. There’s a big difference, and I’m hoping it’s the latter.

Drav leans against the wall next to the door, and his cock slowly hardens. I lick my lips at the sight of him gripping the tip, then licking his finger to get the pre-cum off. My dick hardens even more, and I groan.

“Don’t stop on my account,” he says in a breathy voice that brings butterflies to my stomach. The way he fists his cock and begins to jerk it makes me fucking desperate out of my mind for Angel to sit on my cock already. “Go on.” He nods.

Angel looks at him, then me, and purses her lips. I’m sure she can tell there’s something between us, more than what he’s divulged. But she seems to not give a fuck as she begins to rub her wetness all over me.

Her hand reaches between us and she sinks down on my cock, whimpering. I know for a damn fact it’s much bigger than Draven’s, and that brings a sense of satisfaction coursing through my body. Not to mention, he’s not pierced. I can make her feel things he never will be able to. In every sense of the word. I may not love her, may never, but she will fucking breathe for me if it’s the last thing I do.

I look at him as she takes me slowly, inch by inch, and my mouth opens on a gasp. He’s clearly affected by it as he looks only at me, the same face he makes when I’m fuckinghim. His eyes flare with uncontained lust, and I moan.

It’s odd between Drav and I. We have a different type of relationship than brothers. Maybe I’m a little jealous of him, coming into my family after being an adult, trying to be the golden boy for daddy. Not for me, the one who’s always wanted him. Maybe I should’ve told him instead of keeping it a secret, but I knew somehow I’d always be second choice to someone else, even if I didn’t know who.

I look away from him, back to the goddess who’s taking me way too slowly for my liking. “You’re gonna take it, Angel.” I grab her hips and slam her down onto my pelvis, impatiently refusing to wait for her to sink inch by inch. “You’re gonna take my cock until you’re so full of it you won’t be able to fucking breathe anymore.”

Angel gasps, pulling herself up and slowly sinking back down.

I shake my head, gripping her hips hard again and slamming her up and down on my cock, making her tits bounce, her breath escaping her in a whoosh. “Like. This.”

“Oh, fuck,” she cries out. “Killian, it’s too much.”

“Your pussy is so wet, little demon.” Her muscles grip me, wet and tight, and I have to breathe in slowly to keep myself from caving into the pleasure. “So ready to be worshiped by me.” She begins to moan with every bounce. “You want me to worship you, Angel?”

“Killian.”

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