Page 39 of Fatal Vengeance

She moans and nods, and her nails digging into my chest and urging me to fuck her harder, faster, drive this point home once and for all. As I’m really starting to pound into her, Asher sits upright between my thighs. I feel it the moment he pushes a finger into her ass, and my thoughts immediately go to how fucking good it’ll be one day when she takes us in each of her holes. Fuck, to feel his cock rubbing mine through her? I think it would send me to an early grave, but I’d go with a blissed out, sex-drunk smile.

I groan when Asher adds a second finger and starts pumping them, the grind against my dick through the thin wall of flesh sending me over the edge. I don’t even have time to warn Prudence that I’m coming before I’m groaning and spilling myself inside her.

Thankfully, I don’t feel like too much of fucking two-pump chump, because Creed comes shortly after I do with a gritted out, “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck. Yes, baby. Swallow every drop.” He tips his head back on a deep groan as he thrusts as far into her mouth as he can, and I watch her throat work as she swallows him down.

Once Creed and I are spent, both of us panting and sweaty, Asher snatches Prudence right off of my dick. She squeals from the sudden movement, but he’s got her pinned on her stomach a moment later. He spreads her thighs apart and nestles himself between them, gazing at her pussy while my cum drips out of it. An idea sparks in my head and it seems like it hits Asher at the same time, because he drops his mouth to her beautifully used pussy and laps up my cum with a feral groan. I swear, I almost shoot another load just watching it. He shoots me a heated, hungry look, and then he’s pushing his face between her thighs once more without a word of explanation.

Prudence tenses for a second, but then she fists the sheets and moans, “Asher, fuck. Oh god, please.”

He falters for a second, leaning back and smiling at her softly like some sappy asshole, and then he dives back in like he's starved. He grips his cock with one hand while he spanks he ass with the other, and the sight has my own dick hardening all over again. I know I just asked him out in the livingroom to eat my cum from her pussy, but that was something I expected to see one day in the future, once we were all on steady ground, not today when I'm not even sure if Prudence and Asher are solid yet. But shit, the moans and whines she's releasing, the way she arches her ass and presses herself into his face, I'd say he's well on his way to earning his place beside her with his tongue alone.

And I get it. I've had that talented tongue, and I know how weak it makes a person.

It only takes Asher a few moments before he’s reached his peak, and he shifts up at the last second to paint Prudence’s reddened ass with his cum. He looks over at me while he pumps his cock in his hand leisurely, making sure our girl gets every last drop, and once he's finished, he licks her arousal from his lips. And I shamelessly watch every second.

Prudence lies there panting for a moment and then she looks over her shoulder at Asher, her brow furrowed. “Wait, I didn’t— Are we done?”

Creed tosses his head back with a cackle of laughter and Asher snorts. I simply raise my brows expectantly, waiting for her to ask the real question.

“Oh, I’m sorry, baby. Did you need something?” Asher coos, planting a hand on her back when she tries to get up off her stomach.

Prudence huffs irritably, looking so fucking gorgeous with her swollen lips and rosy cheeks. “I didn’t get off. What the fuck is this?”

Creed plops down on the bed next to me, leaning back on the pillows with his hands laced together behind his head. “That was a punishment, Prudence. What the fuck did you think you were getting?”

She scowls at him, trying again to get up, but Asher isn’t allowing it. He keeps one hand firm on her back and then flattens the other one over her red ass cheek, smearing his cum into her skin with a satisfied sigh.

Creed drawls, “Of course, if you admit you’re ours and promise you’ll never spout bullshit about leaving or dying or anything else ever again, we might be more forgiving.”

Oh, he’s an evil asshole. Asher too. I would have caved a long time ago if I was left alone in here with my girl. She'd have come at least twice by now. What can I say, I'm weak for her.

Asher leans down and takes slow, teasing lick up her pussy, and Prudence starts nodding frantically, pushing herself back against his mouth. “I fucking promise, okay! I was being stupid, and now I’m not, and I’m sorry. Please,” she snaps, softening her voice on the last word like she actually might implode if someone doesn’t get her off right now.

Asher finally takes pity on her and gives in, devouring her with a growl of hunger that says he's exactly where he wants to be. It’s filthy and hot and fucking perfect as I watch him eat her out and bring her to oblivion. When Asher pushes two fingers into her, Prudence shatters and buries her face in the sheets to muffle her scream.

“Fuck, that’s better than porn,” Creed sighs from beside me, pulling a laugh from me.

“Yeah, man, it sure as fuck is,” I agree, but my eyes are still locked on Prudence and Asher as he places a final, soft kiss to her inner thigh and she shudders from the touch.

Definitely better than porn. And I plan to watch this often.

26

Prudence

After coming back down to earth, cleaning myself up in a quick shower — which I banned Creed from joining — and getting settled back into bed, I waste no time getting right down to business. It feels more and more like we’re on a timeline now, a race against the clock to see who comes out on top, and I refuse to sit back and not take any action against The Celestials.

I clear my throat, catching Griffin’s attention. His arctic eyes hold me hostage and the small, tender smile he offers gives me the courage to just spit out exactly what’s on my mind.

“Alright, so… sticking together,” I begin, kind of awkwardly as I duck my head to hide my shame. I must have been in a low fucking place to consider leaving these guys, and I’m really not proud of myself now that they’ve yanked me firmly out of that depressed yuckiness. “What’s our plan? We can’t just hide here for the next year and hope the threat over our heads dies down. Especially knowing that The Celestials know where we are. I think waiting for their next move is actually driving me insane.”

Creed lounges back against the pillows like some Greek god, all his gorgeous muscles on show for me. He winks and bites his lip when he catches my gaze wandering, and if it weren’t for the ache between my legs from Griffin's rough pounding, I’d be jumping on him for another round. But, you know, abused and thoroughly used pussy. She needs a breather.

Griffin rubs his hand across his stubble, glancing at Asher as if the two are communicating silently on the matter. Asher rubs a hand over the back of his neck while he thinks, and then he nods slowly at Griffin, which has me frowning and studying the two of them. Seriously, how do they do that? Some weirdo mind link, I guess.

Perched on the edge of the bed in a pair of boxers that are honestly obscene, his dark brown hair a rumpled, delicious mess, Asher turns his gaze on me. “Even though the thought of letting you near them again makes me physically sick… I think you’re right. We’ve already wasted too much time. We need to strike back at them, end things once and for all.”

Griffin nods while Creed narrows his eyes in thought. I can’t tell what he thinks about charging back headfirst, but what other choice do we really have? Hide, run, or go back and fight. As dangerous and terrifying as it might be, I’ll be choosing option three every damn time. I need to take my life back. I've spent too long being afraid of these people.

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