Page 143 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

“Sit, Sandy,” he barked as his wife tried to scoot away. “Watch my cock thrust in and out of her.”

He held Anna back against him and thrust up into her. One hand caressed her breast and he played with her clit with his other.

Anna quickly began to moan, her muscles clenching against his cock. She was ready to come. He wanted her to come multiple times in front of Sandy.

“Come for me, Baby,” he whispered against her ear, keeping his eyes on his wife.

Sandy’s jaw dropped as Anna came on demand, moaning and crying out as he worked her clit. His fingers dripped with Anna’s juices. “Come again, Baby,” he said in a louder voice and Anna’s muscles clenched around him, making it a challenge to keep fucking her, but an enjoyable challenge.

He loved how she tightened around him when she came. Jack had trained her well. She cried out again as she came a third time. He let her upper body drop to the bed as he clutched her hips and pounded her. The sound of flesh and wetness was loud in his ears.

“Again, Anna.” He groaned and she grasped the bed covers and cried out again.

He kept his eyes on his wife, whose nipples had hardened under her camisole; she was getting turned on watching him fuck Anna. He grinned and commanded another orgasm out of Anna.

Anna writhed on the bed in front of him. He pounded into her pussy and she began another orgasm on her own. Her back arched and she clawed at the sheets. She came over and over again, never coming completely down before another one started.

Without pulling out of her, he turned her over onto her back and pressed her knees to her chest, angling his cock so the piercings hit her g-spot. Her eyes closed and the veins bulged in her neck as the orgasmic waves became more powerful. Eventually she would start hurting, but she’d been so good tonight, she deserved the continuous orgasms he was giving her.

He hooked her ankles over his shoulders and held onto her thighs, slamming himself into her as hard as he could. He was close to coming. Anna’s head was thrashing from side to side as the orgasms pulsed through her body, one after another. She was close to overload, and he didn’t want Sandy to see that.

Devin’s gaze locked on Sandy’s for a moment before his climax shot through his body. He leaned back and was careful to cry out Anna’s name as his balls clenched. He felt every ounce of his cum shoot out of his balls. Shuddering, he jerked deep into Anna’s body. Anna convulsed beneath him. As he relaxed, he leaned down to kiss her mouth.

Anna gave one last shudder and then was still. Devin lay on his side next to Anna and her legs splayed open, displaying a deep red pussy dripping with their combined juices.

He trailed his fingers over Anna, dipping them into her pussy, and then held up his finger toward Sandy. “Taste us together.” He hoped Sandy would refuse, and she did, backing away until he grabbed her wrist. He clenched his teeth. “I’m not asking you, Sandy. I’m telling you.” He held his wet fingers up to her mouth again, and she turned away.

He grinned wickedly and grabbed a fistful of her hair. “Fine. I’ll make you do it, and you won’t like it. But I will enjoy every moment.” He stood, still grasping his wife’s hair, and picked her up, depositing her between Anna’s splayed thighs. He pushed her head down toward the glistening pussy. “Eat.”

Sandy resisted, pushing back against his hand, but he was much stronger than her and he pushed her face down into the wet flesh. Anna jumped at the touch but otherwise didn’t move. He didn’t know if she was conscious, but it didn’t matter. What mattered, and what he wanted to see, was his wife licking his cum out of his mistress’s pussy.

He leaned toward Sandy’s ear. “I can suffocate you in her if you’d like.” She shook her head. “Then stop resisting me.” She stopped pushing away and he relaxed his hold on her head. “Eat,” he repeated.

“Devin, please. She’s a child . . .”

“She’s twenty years old, my sex slave, and mistress.” Sandy shuddered at his words. “Lick my cum out of her, then you can leave.”

Devin smiled in satisfaction as he saw his wife’s tongue dart out and lick Anna’s pussy. Surprisingly, after a few moments, Sandy became enthusiastic about it, licking and sucking as if she were enjoying herself.

Anna moaned softly when Sandy’s tongue flicked her clit. Sandy’s eyes flickered up at Anna’s face and she repeated the motion, making Anna moan again. She did it a third time, and when Anna moaned again, she took her clit into her mouth and began sucking on it, causing a deep moan to erupt in Anna’s chest.

Devin watched with interest as his wife, who had been so adamantly against Anna even being here, sucked on Anna’s clit, trying to make her come again. There had been some mention in the ancient tome about the addictive qualities of a Half-Immortal’s juices. Some men had been willing to do anything for the privilege of licking their pussies. Apparently it worked on women as well. He’d never seen Sandy enthusiastically lick a woman’s cunt before, and he’d seen her mouth on quite a few women of his choosing.

Anna squirmed and soon stiffened and cried out as she came under Sandy’s ministrations. His wife’s eyes sparkled at Anna’s reaction and devoured her even more enthusiastically, making her come two more times before Devin recognized the pained look in Anna’s eyes.

“That’s enough, Sandy.” He pulled her away from Anna.

“But—‍”

“She’s had enough tonight.” He looked into Sandy’s eyes. They were dilated and out of focus. Interesting. “I’ll let you do it again sometime, if you’re good.” Devin smiled. He’d let his wife lick Anna’s pussy anytime she wanted to. “But she needs to sleep.”

Sandy stuck her lower lip out, but allowed Devin to help her off the bed.

“Good night, Sandy,” he said, gently pushing her away.

She looked longingly at Anna, who stared blankly up at the ceiling, then Sandy turned and left the room.

He pulled the covers down and placed a sleeping Anna on the bottom sheet. He turned out the lights, then crawled into bed next to her, pulling her close.

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