Page 26 of Twist Me

“Get off me,” she said, but her breath was coming out in little pants when I rolled my hips again.

I knew how much she hated me, but she wanted me, too.

“Sure thing, Little Lamb,” I crooned, licking her neck, taking a fist full of her hair, and angling her throat.“Just as soon as you admit it.”

Her eyes were daggers as she spat at me. I widened my eyes in surprise.

“Admit what? That you disgust me?” She offered a sickly sweet smile.

I removed my hand to wipe her spit off my face and chuckled. Grabbing her throat, I anchored her against the wall and brought my hand under the lab coat, slipping my fingertips underneath the hem of her pants.

“If you want me to stop, then admit you like this. You want this. You want…”

Running my hand lower, I started to feel the heat of her core radiating. Her little panties were such a thin barrier to her warmcunt. I could rip them so easily.

“No! I don’t want anything from you.”

She bucked against me, and my hand slid further. Her gasp as it landed on her gloriously wet pussy was a surprise to her.I simply moaned, removing my hand and tipping her head up to look into my eyes as I shoved my fingers into her mouth.

“Your slippery pussy says otherwise.”

She growled as she gagged on my fingers, and her arousal slid down her throat.

With my point made, I pulled my fingers free of her mouth and licked them off one by one. Her eyes followed the movements, and I started to feel my pants get wet where she was held against them.

Walking over to the door, I waved to the two shadows lurking inside. Now, her eyes became as wide as saucers.

“Hey there, Little One. Want a taste of me yet?”

Pharaoh glared at her with his lust-filled eyes. “Little Princess, why did we expect you to mind your own business?”

“What? What do you want?” The scared Little Lamb shouted at them, backing herself far up against the white padded walls.

Nodding to my brothers, they cornered her and grabbed her little wrists, bringing them above her head and lifting her off the ground.

“Such a naughty, nosy, rebellious Little Lamb. She may find more than she bargained for.”

She met my gaze with a glare.

“Fuuuuck…you tempting woman. Why do you have to be the very thing I despise?”

Her heavy breathing picked up, and her body started to sag down on the wall. My grip on my brothers was the only thing keeping her from falling to the ground.

“I hate you,” she repeated, but it sounded like she questioned it this time. “I hate you all.”

“I know you do,” I amended, letting my thick cock push hard into the center of her breasts, the lovely little cushion creating delicious friction.

She looked into my eyes, anger and needy desperation battling each other in her soft brown eyes. Pharaoh buried his face in her neck, her deep, brown hair spilling over his face as she squirmed with our grip and moaned.

Judas chuckled, licking the other side of her neck.

“What? You are—” she panted, barely able to keep her eyes open from the two overpowering actions.

“We know you’re scared of us, Little Princess. We can taste it on you.”

Judas moaned in approval, grinding his pierced cock onto her curvy fucking hips through his pants.

“For such a good girl, Little One, you’ve lied and stolen.”

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