Page 65 of Lock Up the Darkness

Shit.

My pulse was pounding in my ears.

Heat was spreading all over me, my body tuning to the sight before me.

I shifted my weight, rubbing my thighs together as a dark need sparked.

And that fucker, Asher, was reveling in every moment of my reaction that I couldn’t check for the life of me.

He had his eyes fixed on me, smirking with a sick sense of satisfaction as he made me watch him wreck Jonah.

“Teeth,” he commanded his plaything.

His eyes rolled back in his head in the next second as Jonah obviously did his bidding.

He stroked his hair in a deceptively tender gesture, then yanked on it, using it to rip him off his cock again. “Show her what an ass slut you are for me.”

I gasped as Asher ripped the bottle from Jonah’s ass, making him buck and bellow out into the room.

Then Jonah crawled around, shifting so that his ass was facing Asher.

His hooded eyes met mine. The emerald green pools were so glazed over, he looked completely high and strung out, completely lost to what Asher had been doing to him.

Then Asher dug his fingers into his ass cheeks and slammed inside, making Jonah’s entire body jolt forward. He bowed his head, clawing at the floor as Asher fucked him like a madman.

“Beg me to destroy this beautiful ass,” Asher growled.

“Please,” Jonah choked. “Please, Sire.”

“More!”

“Fuck me. Harder. Make me hurt, fill me so fucking good. Mark me like your bitch.”

“Mmm, good boy.”

He reached down and started fisting Jonah’s thick cock violently, his hand a vibrating force of motion, just like his cock pounding deep into Jonah’s ass.

“Fuck, yes!” Jonah cried. “I’m gonna blow! Don’t stop! Please, Sire! Fuck! Ream my fucking ass! I’m your bitch! Yeah, I’m your fucking cock bitch!”

Asher’s eyes bored into mine as he grinned in triumph at Jonah’s utter surrender.

He held me captive, making me watch as fire lit his eyes and he jerked and shot his load deep inside Jonah with a snarl.

Jonah roared and came into Asher’s hand, his entire body convulsing with the force of his pleasure.

Asher released him, then walked around him and crouched down at his head.

He yanked on his hair, then swept his cum-covered hand all over Jonah’s face, covering him with it. Jonah lapped at the parts he could reach, then collapsed onto the floor, spent.

“Very good,” Asher said, grinning.

He rose to his feet and fixed his cock back into his jeans.

I jolted when he swung his head toward me again. “Still think you can handle me?”

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~Jonah~

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