Page 38 of Wicked Revenge

I watch his pupils blow, making his eyes turn almost black. Well fuck.

“Careful, Cherry. Daddy likes that.” Maddox snickers at me before Alek smacks him on the back of the head, making me smile at their playfulness.

“There she is,” Royal says, smiling as he lightly grazes my thigh, trailing his fingers up and down, causing goosebumps to pop up on my pale skin.

“Eyes on me, Baby Girl.” Alek gives me no warning before he grips my thighs under my knees and jerks me down the bed to him, spreading me open for him. The rush of arousal floods me, catching me by surprise.

“Oh shit,” I gasp out as his tongue makes a full swipe up my slit.

The tip of his tongue moves lazily up and down, from my entrance to my clit. I can feel my wetness leaking out of me, running down my ass, and soaking the sheets beneath me. I want to be embarrassed, but I obey him and keep my eyes on him.

Maddox nuzzles his face into my neck, sniffing me again. His mouth sucks on the skin beneath my ear, before biting down lightly, sending tingles racing up and down my spine.

Royal runs his hand over my breast, lowering his head and sucking my pointed nipple into his mouth. He flicks his tongue back and forth over the bud before biting down, causing a strangled cry to fall from my lips. His tongue soothes the ache before he sucks hard and repeats his action again.

My eyes must have closed from the combination of their glorious torture because I feel a sharp sting on my other nipple before Maddox whispers into my ear. “Eyes on Daddy, Cherry.”

He slapped my breast. “Holy fucking shit!” I cry out. It’s too much and not nearly enough at the same time. “Please.” I am begging, even though I don’t know what I need. My emotions are running wild, flooding my system as tears run down my face.

“That’s it, Angel. Let go. Give it all to us,” Royal says, bringing his face to mine, stealing my fallen tears with his tongue.

His hand grips my throat, not tight enough to restrict my air, but enough to feel the power radiating off him in seductive waves. He presses his forehead into mine, grounding me, and the tears fall harder.

The release I’m chasing is close. Alek’s tongue moves faster over my clit, flicking harder and harder. I’m a dripping, panting mess.

Maddox latches onto my nipple as Alek sucks my clit into his mouth, pressing two fingers into me and curling them, rubbing a spot inside me I didn’t know was there. And I shatter.

His fingers start pumping into me faster and faster as my release threatens to drown me in orgasmic bliss.

“I think… I am…” I can’t form any sentence as my body tenses and liquid sprays from my pussy, undoubtedly covering Alek’s face.

“OH. MY. GOD.” I pant out. “Did I just… pee on you?” I know my face is fifty shades of red with my mortification.

“Look at me,” Alek commands, and Royal backs up so I can see his face. It’s literally dripping down his chin. “You made a mess all over Daddy,” He says, smirking at me. “But you didn’t pee. You squirted. You’ve never done that before, Baby Girl?”

“Squirted?” My voice is shaky. “No… No, I've never been with anyone.. like that before,” I admit, shame immediately weighing me down.

“Are you a virgin?” Royal asks kindly, his hand absentmindedly rubbing my hair back.

“No,” I whisper, closing my eyes. I don’t want to see the look on their faces when they understand what I’m telling them. “I’ve never been with anyone… willingly.”

Each of their bodies are touching me somewhere, so I feel them tense at the realization of what I just said.

Chapter 22

That motherfucker.

“I will paint this town red with his goddamn blood!” I roar, jumping up from the bed and pacing the room.

I’m spiraling. My thoughts race with all the possible ways to kill King. I pull at my hair to the point of pain. I don’t give a fuck.

He hurt my girl. He scarred her body. Forced her to do God knows what. I want to pull his intestines out through his ass. I want to peel the skin from his face and feed him his own eyeballs. Cut his disgusting rapist dick off, blend it up, and funnel it down his throat. I want to bathe my girl in his blood. I will paint the walls of my playroom with his screams.

“Maddox, calm down,” I vaguely hear Royal say through the blood rushing in my ears.

I can hear my own erratic heart beating. I feel it pounding in my chest. My body is vibrating with unleashed rage. I need to bleed something. NOW!

“Come on, Maddie. You’re scaring her,” Alek says, grabbing me from behind and spinning me to face him. He grips the back of my neck and brings his forehead to mine. “Just breathe.” I take a deep breath in, holding it to steady myself. I don’t want to scare my Cherry. “That’s it. Let it out.” Blowing out the breath, I close my eyes and focus on controlling the manic energy coursing through me. “Good boy,” Alek whispers, pulling me tighter against him.

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