Page 23 of Our Darling Isabelle

“That pretty mouth is going to get you in trouble, darling.” Alec whispers. I lick my lips, watching her tits bounce when I bend her knees up, exposing her even more. Isabelle whimpers, her head falling back to give Alec better access to her throat as he trails kisses over the sensitive skin. I press my lips to the inside of her thigh, biting her harder the closer I get to mark her pretty body. When I blow a puff of air over her pussy, she jerks her hips and I lose all self-control. I slam my mouth down onto her, shoving my tongue inside of her tight body with an animalistic growl.

A moan rips from her lips before Alec drops his pants, his dick springing free as he climbs over to kneel beside her head. She opens her mouth without hesitation, her pupils blown wide with desire while she rides my face. The moans from the back of her throat become erratic when Alec grips the side of her head, ramming his cock into her mouth until she’s choking. Her thrusts quicken when she slides one hand through my hair, gripping it tight to pull me closer while her other hand clutches Alec’s thigh.

She tastes incredible and all I want is more. I’m a starving man and she’s the most exquisite meal left on this planet, and I plan to devour her. Knowing what she likes, I slide two fingers inside of her, curling them until her legs’ grip my head while I drag the flat of my tongue over her swollen clit. A knock at the door makes her jump, but I ignore it until Miranda yells from the other side with an angry tinge in her tone.

“Dede is here to follow up. Get your clothes on!” She pounds on the door again.

“Be down in ten!” I shout, my words muffled because I don’t pull away. Isabelle tries to sit up, but Alec grips her hair to pull her head back and fists his cock with a look of fierce ownership as he towers over her.

“Wait, they’ll hear us.” She whimpers, but her body betrays her as another wave of her delicious nectar flows over my hand. She’s so close her entire body is shaking as she watches Alec work himself over her while dragging his hand over her chest and gripping her throat. I curl my fingers harder, pinching her clit with my other hand and she cries out while her thighs drop open, and I’m rewarded as her orgasm coats my fingers. Alec pumps his release over her bare chest and face while she clenches around my fingers, both panting to catch their breath.

I slip my fingers from her, licking them clean while Alec uses the scraps of her shirt to clean her up while she watches us with a pink stain on her cheeks.

“You blush too much, Belle.” I tease, grinning at her. She pinches her lips into a fake pout, glaring at me as she sits up.

“Bite me.” She snaps. I’ve never been one to back down from a challenge, so I grab her arm and yank her to me, clamping my teeth around her hard nipple. She yelps and smacks the side of my head, making me chuckle against her sensitive skin without breaking my hold. I drop my boxers, grabbing her knee to hook it around my hip as my erection throbs against her wet heat.

I let her grind against me while I suck on the tiny bud, scraping my teeth over it as I pull back with an audible pop. I give a gentle push to the middle of her chest and she falls back onto the bed while I follow, biting her lip to hide a smile. My lips mold to hers as I lean down, keeping my weight off of her and caging her in with my arms on each side of her head. She opens her mouth easily when I drag my tongue over the seam of her lips, just as I roll my hips to press against her wet mess.

“Please, I need you.” She whimpers against my mouth, and I lose all thought of teasing her as I swallow her pleading words. I slam my hips forward, driving deep inside of her and making her cry out my name as she bucks against the sudden stretch in her overly sensitive core. I have to fight to keep myself from spilling already with how incredible she feels wrapped around my cock.

“That’s right, who does this pussy belong to?” My voice is nearly a growl as I pound into her, the pain in my shoulder rising just as heat curls through me.

“You!” she cries out, her little nails biting into my arms as she holds on while I drive her into the bed with every roll of my hips. Alec makes a tsking sound, laying his head beside hers to whisper in her ear while twisting each of her nipples.

“Did you forget about me already?” He murmurs, making her shake her head with a dazed whimper when I slow my thrusts. The look in her eyes makes my spine tingle and I know she won’t last long either, and a gentleman always takes care of his lady first.

“B-both of you.” She stammers, her hips raising up to meet mine as if she can’t control herself. I grin at her admission, sitting back and gripping her hips to lift her ass up in the air while still slamming into her. The new angle makes her lose all inhibition. Her cries fill the room as Alec reaches between us to flick her clit, sending her over the edge. Her pussy tightens as she comes undone, almost painfully, as I follow her orgasm with my own.

“I told myself you were both off limits.” She moans, struggling to catch her breath. Alec grabs her face, pinching her cheeks while turning her face to look up at him.

“We get to decide your limits, now. Get fucking used to it, darling.” He hums the words before brushing a thumb over her swollen mouth and stepping away.

The mixture of our release drips onto my thighs and the bed as I slide out from her, making her suck a breath through her teeth as my cum slips between her plump cheeks. That’s what I want next, to watch her tight little ass take me all the way in. “Markus, your shoulder!” She grabs my arm and I look to where the bandage has become soaked through with blood.

“Dede is going to give you so much shit.” Alec chuckles, bringing a wet cloth from the bathroom to help clean up Isabelle before handing her a pair of sweats.

“Worth it.” I wink at Isabelle, and I mean it. We had buried her in passion and pleasure when she admitted it, but she belongs to us, and we all know it. There was no going back now, not for any of us.

Chapter 18—Isabelle

Everyone knew why I was limping by the time we got to the kitchen, judging by the stares from the guards and the doctor’s wink. Dede was an interesting woman in her own way. She was a little shorter than me, but her personality was no nonsense. While restitching Markus shoulder, she chewed him out until he complained I had jumped him.

“Wait a minute, that is not how it happened.” I put my hands up defensively when the doctor pinned me with a glare over her rounded glasses.

“I know these boys do everything except take responsibility for their stupid actions.” She huffed in a soft voice before turning back to finish sticking bandages onto him. Markus grinned at me over her shoulder, flexing his arms, when he noticed me staring at his shirtless chest. I barely resisted rolling my eyes at his theatrics, biting back a response that would end with me on my knees.

“Isabelle, head upstairs and get dressed.” Alec presses his hand to my lower back, guiding me towards the stairs. Too tired to argue, I just nod and walk to my room while trying to hide my limp. They didn’t need any reason to be even more smug.

Shutting the door behind me, I realize he didn’t tell me what I should wear as I lean against it. My thoughts swirl now that our lives weren’t dangling in front of a loaded gun. I frown at my hands, remembering the blood soaked across my skin. Alec gave me a spongebath while I had slept and he didn’t miss a spot, I should have been upset and not grateful. I want to scream at my reflection in the mirror for these feelings I shouldn’t be having.

It was just so much easier to let somebody else take control, but I wasn’t sure when I started trusting them so doubtlessly. Frowning at the small dresser of clothes, I went for something casual but still pleasant that Alec would like. When did I care what they thought? I settle on a knee length dress with tiny white flowers on it matched with white strappy sandals and twist my hair into a loose braid. “You’re getting in too deep, Isabelle. They are holding you here against your will.” I mutter, reminding myself that I want my freedom.

Don’t I?

A knock on the door interrupts me. I meet Alec’s eyes in the mirror as I swipe a final coat of bright pink onto my puffy lips. I can’t help the small smile that reaches my eyes when he gives me a hungry once over.

“Am I under dressed?” I stand up nervously, noticing he is wearing his usual dark gray button up tucked into a pair of black slacks. His black hair is smoothed back and I want to drag my fingers through it just to mess it up, loving the animalistic way he looked at me earlier. As if he owned me, my body and soul. He shakes his head, stepping closer until he has my back pressed to the mirrored desk I was sitting at a moment ago.

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