Page 49 of Anorthic Anarchy

My eyes follow my fingers as I dance them through her long locks and stroke some strands behind one of her ears. Then I place my lips against her soft cheek. “Your brother worked for them. And, because of that,youare part of them.”

“That’s ridiculous. I don’t even know anything about them. If I could just speak with the other families?—”

Interrupting, I press my mouth against hers. The taste of winter coats my tongue as she shoves hers inside, then tries to back away. But my clutch on her neck is unforgiving. As is the erection threatening to bust free from my trousers.

I pant inside her parted lips. “Keep that sentiment. You’ll need it in the weeks to come.” Unrelentingemotionfloods my soul, and I can’t stop it. I yearn for her. “If I were anyone different, we’d meet at the Crystal Maiden. I’d explore the world with you.”

The desire for something I can never have lingers in my loins. My longing for this little girl in my lap…it’s overwhelming. And terrifying. Because we canneverbe.

I need distance. Which is difficult when all my body wants is to be inside her.

And not just with my physical being.

Reaching between us, I unzip and stand her up. “Pull down your pants.”

With a coy glance behind her, she spies my thick cock in my hand while I stroke myself. Shimmying right in front of me, she loosens the silk pajama bottoms she wears and kicks them away. I grip her by the waist and fit her over my throbbing crown. The wetness of her lips is like the first drink after a day in the desert.Iknow it’s only been a few hours…but my dick doesn’t.

“Sit, angel. Slide down and bounce on it like a toy.” She places her hands on the desk and does as she’s told. The sensation of her tight entrance squeezing my needy cock makes me hiss with pleasure. “That’s it. Such a good girl. Now, all the way down, sweet angel. Fit all of it in there until you’re stretched out. Ugh…yes. Good.” Sitting on my lap fully, she pants out shortened breaths. My hands caress her heavy breasts, then tweak the nipples as she wails in pain.

With a swift smack on her thigh, I instruct her, “Bob up and down on me while I spank you.”

She nods and leans forward, then works herself up and down slowly. Her innocence only makes me hotter, my balls tingling with the longing to fill her womb withus. Each time she rises, I swat at her bare ass until she moans. By the time a red handprint fully seats itself on her skin, she’s screaming.

“Yes. Take that pain and use this cock. Faster now.”

She works me like a horse and rides my lap until her inner muscles flutter. An upstairs door swings open, and Brandon, the lackey, waltzes in. His balding head shines as he turns it left andright. He hasn’t spotted us, but I’m sure Dilan sent him to find me. Or perhaps Sev. Either way, my thirst for blood increases as he scans the stacks, then sees us.

Astrid gasps with shock and tries to squirm away. But my fingers grip her thighs, then spread them over my own as my hips thrust inside her. I press a small kiss on her neck and mumble, “Brandon. Come here. What is it you need?”

Shuffling over, he sneers slightly at the sight of me with my wife. A smug look covers his face as his eyes rake over Astrid’s little body sitting on my lap. “She new?”

“Oh. I forgot you were away.”

His gaze never departs her breasts covered in my T-shirt as he nods. “Yeah, gathering supplies.”

I whisper in Astrid’s ear. “You ever suck a dick before, angel?”

Her pussy clenches down on my cock as everything in her body tenses. “N-no.”

“We’ll teach you.”

Curling a finger toward my guard, I bid him over to us. As if waiting for the invitation, he lumbers closer and undoes his belt, then his pants. Astrid’s big blue eyes take a peek at me before she looks at his dick. It’s not hard yet, but not a complete floppy mess.

“Take it in your hands and stroke it. Can you do that while I fuck you?”

She takes a big breath in, which only thrusts her firm nipples forward through the thin cotton shirt. “Yes.”

Wrapping her fingers around the base, she pulls him close as he stumbles a step forward. “Good. Now, stick out your tongue and lick the tip. Just get a little taste of him.”

The tiny pink muscle snakes from her mouth and firmly touches the end of Brandon’s cock. His head drops back as he huffs a loud sigh into the air.

“Do it a little more. Get it wet. Yes, good. Now, swirl your tongue around the head there.” She nods and does as I say. “Yes! Good, girl.” Helping her stand, I hold her waist and thrust in once as she moans. “Put him in between your lips, and I’ll do that again for you. You like that? Me forcing my cock inside you like that?”

“Ye-yeah.” Brandon’s belly muffles her affirmation, but she takes him again. She hesitates for a moment until I shove my hips against her ass, delving deep inside her.

“Get more in your mouth. Yes! Such a good fucking girl.” Spanking her, I grip her hair and jam her mouth onto Brandon’s skinny length. “Take it. Take both of us like a good little slut. Look at you, learning to suck a dick. Big girls suck dick like this, and you want to be a big girl, don’t you?”

Pressing her hands against Brandon’s forearms to hold steady, she moans. I unleash on her tight cunt. Every bounce off my cock forces her onto the lackey, who’s groaning and trying to stand upright, but struggling. “Fuck, fuck. She’s sucking me so hard.”

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