Page 71 of A Blackened Bond

He must sense something is wrong as he slowly pulls back, his grip loosening on my hair as his fingers brush through it slowly. His eyes never leave mine as they soften a fraction. He raises a brow after another beat, waiting for my answer.

“You’re not mad? Or angry that Ezra and I…didn’t wait?” I ask, my eyes flickering to the floor before meeting his gaze again.

His brows jump toward his hairline, a genuine look of surprise taking over his features. “Why the hell would I be?”

He leans in toward me, softly bumping his forehead against mine again.

“I admit, I’m a little annoyed I missed it…” He shrugs, not even a glimmer of anger or jealousy in his gaze as he watches me. “But it just means I get my own time with you now.” His other hand slides up and down my side before settling on my hip. “If anything, Ez did me a favour…” A sinful grin takes over his lipsas his grip on my hip tightens before pulling me flush against his bare body.

“He helped warm you up for me.” He pulls his lip between his teeth. “I’m not exactly thegentlekind, Red. I can be a little rough around the edges, and with you, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to control myself. Ez taking you first means I can now have you the way I want.No holding back.”

Did he really mean it? It didn’t bother him?

“You really don’t mind?”

He shakes his head. “I know how to share, Red. Ez is my brother, so that shits easy. Also, your happiness comes first. We’re not flings or one-night stands. I know Ez feels the same as I do. Webothwant you…in every way.” His grin grows wicked. “And I am more than willing to sacrifice hours or days between these soft creamy thighs of yours to make sure you understand that.”

My cheeks heat as a playful smirk stretches his lips before a questioning gaze fills his eyes. “Are you sure you’re not sore?”

I nod as he leans in toward my ear, his voice low and husky as he whispers. “Good. Cause I don’t plan on holding back.” With that, he spins me around, my back flush against his chest. “For you, I could try…” He kicks my feet to each side, widening my stance as he bends me forward. “But I don’t think that’s what you want…” His hard dick sits between my ass. “Is it, Red?”

A slight shiver runs up my back with his words and the feel of him against me.

He slides in between my legs, his grip tightening on my hip as he pushes inside me, each inch stretching me almost painfully with his girth until it slowly begins to feel good.Better than good.

My hands clutch at the wall, my breathing coming in quick pants as he pulls back and pushes into me all at once, a moan leaving my lips at the full feeling.

“Fuck Red,” he groans in my ear, “You’re so fucking wet for me.”

He pulls back before pushing in further, roughly grabbing my hips as he builds a slow and agonising pace.

His hand slides up my side to my waist, his fingers spanning out as they slide toward my breast. He palms it in his large hand, his fingers pinching my hardened nipples between them and sending a jolt straight to my core.

I tighten around him, a grunt followed by a dark chuckle leaving his lips before his hand that’s stroking my breast snakes down in between my thighs, his fingers going back and forth, adding to the orgasm he’s been building.

“Come for me, Red,” he orders, his voice husky and dripping with sex as he pulls himself slowly back. “I want you all over me: my fingers, my tongue, and right here…” He plunges back in a little more roughly as the grip on my hip tightens to a bruising force. The orgasm building has my back arching with anticipation and a light moan leaving my lips.

“That’s it, Red. Take every inch of me.” His voice grows lower in my ear, spurring me on, his movements quickening as his fingers move to the rhythm of his thrusts. One more deep thrust, and I come undone, calling his name as my legs quiver and shake, my breath coming out in small pants as my heart beats as if I’ve been running a marathon.

And then a warm sensation spreads in me, seeping out into each vein and cell; a feeling more complete and whole than I’d ever felt…almost like something snapping in place, a feeling like a knot being tied over and over, strengthening and fortifying itself inside me.

It was similar to how I felt with Ezra last night. Similar but different in its own way. I rub a hand over my chest with the feeling before feeling a little shaky.

Annex slips from me, taking a step back as I try to steady myself on the wall, my legs feeling weaker and like Bambi from the mind-blowing orgasm. But I hear a sexy chuckle ring out behind me before I feel Annex’s arms wrap around me and twist me around to face him, a dark gleam in his gaze as a wicked smirk tilts his lips.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you, Red?” His eyes flicker down my body, the water from the shower trickling between us. “I’ve only just begun…” His hands slide up my waist, his eyes trailing down my body as his dick stands thick and hard. “I’m gonna do everything I’ve been dreaming of and will make that sweet little voice of yours hoarse from screaming my name.”

He bends down, my eyes widening as he kneels on the shower floor, water trickling through his hair and down his face as he pulls my hips toward him, and hitches one of my legs over his shoulder.

“Annex,” I call, steadying myself on his shoulders.

His gaze meets mine, my breath coming out in tiny rasps with the sinful expression he’s giving me, one of dark promises and whispers. Then he leans forward, his eyes still watching me as his tongue flicks out, brushing a path through my wet folds. My head falls back as he continues to lick and stroke me back and forth, circling and sucking the small bundle of nerves like it’s his favourite treat. The sensation of his rough tongue stroking and sucking me has my body strung tight like a bow as another orgasm builds.

My hand slides down his head, grasping his strands in my fingers as my hips sway back and forth with him, the orgasm growing and begging for release. He starts to hum, the vibration sending me over as the orgasm rips through me.

My head falls back, my hips riding his tongue as nonsensical words fall from my lips, his name like a prayer as I unravel above him.

His fingers slide beside his tongue, stroking me through my second orgasm before he pulls himself up, his hand gripping my hip and steadying me.

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