Page 78 of Scars Run Deep

And then I brought my teeth into play, grazing his shaft, then biting at his crown, followed by some real brutal sucking that had him jolting in the chair.

“Oh God,” I heard Aurora gasp, and I looked out to see Kill eating her out like a wild thing, while she watched me deep throating Asher right in front of her. It was getting her off, big time. With Kill’s mouth and tongue working overtime, she’d be coming her brains out any moment.

I shot a look back at Asher, his hooded eyes fixed on hers.

Challenging her.

Getting off on each other’s pleasure.

Killian grunted and I caught sight of Aurora digging her nails into his scalp, then riding his face.

A dark chuckle escaped Asher. “There’s my little beast. Come out and play in all your glory. We’ll make it well worth your while.”

She jolted as Killian must’ve thrust his tongue inside her tight little hole in protest to Asher’s goading.

Yeah, he was really worried about her dark side. Especially after that basement thing. And because of Asher.

The thing was, repressing it wasn’t going to help either.

She just needed to release it in a controlled way and in a safe environment.

Well, safe when it came to the three of us didn’t exactly go together.

Maybe an understanding environment was a better way of putting it.

Because we did.

We got all the shit that came along with that darkness.

We felt it down deep.

We’d battled it our whole lives.

Our fathers had made sure of that when they’d made us into monsters.

“Oh, shit, Killian!” Aurora cried, bucking her hips wildly, trying to spread her thighs wider.

A guttural groan sounded from Asher that had my cock jerking in my jeans.

His fingers sank into my spiky hair.

Figuring he was gonna take control and fuck my throat the brutal way I got off on, I was surprised when he grabbed onto my strands and yanked me off his cock instead.

I choked, saliva and pre-cum dripping down my chin as I gazed up at him, confused.

He pushed out of the chair and rose to his feet, taking me with him.

Releasing me, he shucked off his jacket and his ruined shirt, leaving his tie around his neck. As he kicked off his shoes and socks and went for his pants and boxers, I stripped naked too, in record fucking time, anticipation thrumming hot through my veins and taking me over.

Aurora’s building shrieks were just fueling that.

“Fuck,” I ground out, watching her grinding her hips frantically. “Make her come, Pretty. Make her fucking come all over your face.”

He stuffed two fingers into her cunt.

He twisted them, then drew them out roughly, then fucked back into her deep, before twisting again.

“Yes! Yes! Oh my God!” she screamed, throwing her head back.

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