Page 190 of Seeds of Malice

Sweat rolls down my face, and the smell of Avery's perfume continues to torture me, mixing with Ivy and Lilly's arousal. It grows thicker and thicker until I can barely breathe.

Lilly pushes on Ivy's head and declares, "I can't take any more. I can't."

"Get out of the way," I say, pushing her away.

She falls to her knees on the desk. "What the fuck, Dax!"

I ignore her and reach for Ivy's head. Lilly's pussy is on her breath. She doesn't give me any time to say anything. She doesn't hesitate and locks her lips back on mine, sliding her tongue all around my mouth. Then she retreats and moansagainst my lips, "I love being your slut, Dax. Tell me I'm your favorite slut."

"You're my favorite slut, baby girl," I reassure her.

"Harder. Fuck me harder," she cries out.

Bobby and I both pick up our speed.

"I'm not going to last much longer," he warns.

Before he can, I shove him away, flip Ivy over on the desk, and push her thighs up.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Bobby yells out.

I pound into Ivy, my palm on her chest, her eyes wild with fire until they roll back, and her body convulses violently once more against my cock.

Then I explode into her, crying out, "You fucking little whore. Fuck, I fucking love you, you fucking dirty slut."

"I'm your slut. Oh God! I'm your slut, Dax," she screams just as I've trained her to.

I continue thrusting until I have nothing left and collapse over her. Her arms wrap around me. Her ragged, hot breath pushes into my ear.

"What the fuck was that, Dax?" Bobby shouts.

"Oh my God, that was hot," Lilly breathes.

"Dax," Bobby demands, but I ignore him, kissing Ivy, wondering again why I ever allowed anyone else to touch her.

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Ivy

My body quivers underneath Dax's. I hold him tighter, my heart trying to slow, but it doesn't seem to. The high from the rush of endorphins continues to keep me buzzed.

He mumbles, "I'm sorry."

The realization of what I just did hits me. "Wh-what?"

"What the fuck was that, Dax?" Bobby snarls.

Dax kisses my neck and pries himself off me. He slides one hand under my back and grabs my other hand. "Come on, baby girl." He helps me to my feet.

"Dax, what the fuck was that?" Bobby demands again.

"We're leaving," Dax announces.

Panic hits me. I shouldn't have done this. What was I thinking?

Lilly interjects, "You can't. Ivy won't be part of the sisterhood if you do."

"Fuck the sisterhood," Dax bellows, leading me past Bobby.

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