Page 134 of Seeds of Malice

I nod, smiling. All I want to do is curl into him and go to sleep. "You've worn me out."

He narrows his eyes, studying me.

My butterflies flutter. I ask, "Aren't you tired too?"

He shakes his head and puts my hand over his cock. "You feel that?"

"Yes."

"Good. Your night isn't over, Ivy. When I said you wouldn't be able to walk, I meant it."

I gape at him. Exhaustion truly is setting in. How is he not tired?

"Are you thirsty?" he questions.

I realize my mouth is dry. "Yes."

He steps over to the dresser, picks up a fifth of whiskey, and opens it. He takes a large sip and then holds the bottle out to me. "Here, baby girl. Take a sip. It's all we have."

I'd prefer a bottle of water, but it's not a choice. So I take a sip. The warm liquid slides down my throat and coats my belly.

Dax takes another and orders me to take one more. I do it and he sets the bottle back down. Then he steps back in front of me. He orders, "Go out to the main room. Lean over a boat and spread your legs."

I stare at him in confusion, but when he doesn't say anything else, I obey. I step in front of the large hanger, lean over an upside-down boat, and spread my legs. I lift my head and panic.

I see a small green light. The camera sits two feet from my face.

Calm down. It's only for Dax and me,I remind myself.

He comes up behind me and presses his cock to my ass cheek. He lays his palm over my spine, slides it up my back, then grips my neck. His voice darkens, and he declares, "I'm fucking you all night, you dirty whore. This time, you're going to suck me off before I come. Now, be a good little slut, look into the camera, and get creative while you tell me how much you love the taste of me."

As tired as I am, another wave of excitement hits me and a bit of courage resurfaces. I purse my lips like Avery, stare into the camera for a brief moment, then declare, "I love your cum, Dax. I love being your slutty whore. I love it when you fuck my pussy, mouth, and ass."

He smacks my bottom.

I yelp.

He rubs out the sting and says, "I'm going to fuck you now. You're going to remind me how greedy your pussy and mouth are, then thank me for filling you. Understand?"

I push my anxiety away and stare at the camera, telling myself everything is fine.

It's just Dax and me. He'll always protect me. There's nothing to stress over.

I bat my eyes, asserting, "I'm your sexy slut. I need your big cock in my greed pussy. Please, Dax. Fuck me until I can't walk."

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Dax

One Week Later

"Dax, please. We've been through this. You have to give me a few days," Ivy pleads.

Anger boils inside me. She's lived with me all week. We've been inseparable, and I've done everything possible to further my plan.

I've loved every minute of using her.

We've boated, skinny-dipped, and fucked all over this estate. I even made her do everything possible to me in her dad's room. Before I let her, I made her beg me to record it with my phone. She resisted at first, but once we got started, my little slut was into it more than I could have ever imagined.

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