Page 92 of Mated to the Wolves

“Mm-hmm.”

He presses to the back of my throat and grunts. “Ready?”

Pulling out he pumps his cock and paints my neck like he promised. Panting, I catch my breath as he rubs it into the gland, claiming me.

Dick hanging, Bo walks me over to Fell by my hair.

“You haven’t earned this after the way you hurt her, but I’m going to let you experience her mouth because it’s the tenth wonder of the world.” Bo taps my jaw. “Open for him.”

I like the tightness around Fell’s mouth. I open wide. He taps his dick on my tongue and I circle his head and trace the pulsing vein that runs underneath the way he likes.

He reaches out and cups my face. Our eyes lock, and he makes love to my mouth.

His green eyes are brimming with emotions. I hum and he hisses.

“I think he likes that, Princess. Do it again.”

Humming, I bob my head, ready to suck his soul out of his body. I want him to regret every second he’s missed over the years.

“I missed this, Yl.”

I smirk around his cock and continue to tease him. I pick up speed and Bo tightens his hold on my hair, forcing me to slow.

Evil prick wants me to torture him, and for once I don’t mind his sadistic streak. Swirling my tongue around Fell, I take my time. His eyelids lower over his green eyes and his body shakes as his hip movement gets choppy.

“I’m going to come.” Fell thrusts forward, once, twice, and gives up the salty, sweet liquid, I swallow down. Pulling out, he gathers some of his dripping seed and gives my neck the same treatment with a possessive gleam in his eyes.

“Oh, Brat. I’ve been dying to teach that sassy mouth of yours a lesson,” Cadoc voice is husky as he strokes his fat cock. I tilt my head and smirk.

“You think you have it in you, old man?”

His nostrils flare. “You just sealed your fate. Put your arms behind your back.

I do as he asks and he walks over to me.

“For that, you’ll get only what I give you.”

He pauses millimeters from my lips. My mouth waters in anticipation.

“Mouthy brats don’t get cock.” His hand pumps faster and I stare at the veins in the back of his hand.

I lick my lips and he chuckles.

“Regretting that sass now?”

“No.” I lift my chin higher.

He taps his cock against the side of my face.

“Keep it open.”

I rub my thighs together, anticipating his next direction. I have his full attention, and all I want to do is please him.

“Stick out your tongue. Just like that.”

Breathing harder, Cadoc aims and splatters his seed on my face and my neck, avoiding my mouth altogether.

“You look good covered in my cum.” He bends down. “But it could’ve been your mouth.”

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