Page 99 of Lock Up the Darkness

“Hold off?”

“I’m holding back for you, because you’re still recovering. But you exert any more cock-teasing painful pressure and the monster in me won’t give a fuck. I’ll hurt you. Badly.”

He grinned as he noticed that the threat only had me grinding harder on his lap.

“Yeah, there it is. That side you tried to hide so well, the part you’re afraid of.” His arm banded around my back let go and then his hand was grasping my jaw. “Well, it’s right out in the open now, sweetheart.” His grip tightened on my chin to the point of painful pressure, his fingers digging into my skin, even as he continued to fuck me with his thick fingers. “And it’s fucking glorious. The boys will be so happy.”

I stroked his cock through his pants, our gazes burning into one another’s. “You’re jealous of eyes on me. How will you handle them all over me?”

“They’re different.”

“Your brothers?”

“Yes.” He leaned in and breathed me in, scenting me like an animal. “Besides, I’ll be the one in control. Making you shatter for us will eclipse all else.”

I whimpered at the dark need his words sparked in me.

He didn’t stop, pushing further and further. “Pleasure and pain will become one, you won’t be able to tell them apart. You’ll be a mess of blood, cum, sweat, and tears, as we ruin this hot little body, fill your holes, abuse and defile every part of you, until you’re a writhing mess forever marked by us all.”

His dirty words and erotic threats took things to another level. The pleasure built to a crescendo and I couldn’t deny it for the life of me as it crashed over me in a violent wave of absolute ecstasy. I bit down on his shoulder as it ravaged my body like an unconquerable force, making me its bitch utterly and completely.

His arm banded around me again, holding me through it.

“Oh, God,” I breathed, laying my head on his shoulder.

“God? You have no idea, sweetheart.” He fisted his hand in my ponytail, wrenching my head back and forcing my gaze to his. “But you will.”

He slid his fingers from my pussy, then held his dripping digits up between us. His eyes hooded as he slid them into his mouth, then swirled his tongue around them, licking them clean and groaning in satisfaction as he tasted me on his skin.

My thighs clenched at the erotic sight.

When he’d finished, he took me in.

“Remove your hand.”

“What?”

He looked down at his lap and I started as I found my hand was still squeezing his dick.

I hastily pulled it away and he chuckled darkly. “Smart decision.”

A tremble rolled through me. I wasn’t sure if it was the threat or the anticipation of what it would mean if I pushed him just a little bit further and snapped the thin thread of control he had remaining.

He shifted on the chair, reaching into the pocket of his suit jacket hanging off the back.

And then he was sliding a cigarette between my lips and lighting it. He did the same for himself, then sank back and took a soothing drag.

Our smoke intermingled as we just stared at one another, the both of us clearly trying to reconcile what had just happened.

And more importantly, what it meant going forward.

“They should bottle that taste.”

“What taste?”

“The taste of your sweet cunt, Aurora.”

I felt the air move behind us, a moment before something smacked into Asher’s shoulder.

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