Page 26 of The Vipers and Their Vendetta

“Fuck,” I groan. I can picture it perfectly, and hearing the description come out of her mouth while my dick is buried in her pussy, brings me even closer to coming.

“One day, Saint and I are going to fuck you together. Both of us at the same time. Saint can take your pussy, because I’m going to take your ass. You’ll be sandwiched between twins, two identical brothers, both fucking you hard. Saint’s going to tell you what a dirty little whore you are for taking two brothers at once, how you’re a filthy slut for letting me put my cock in your ass. And I’m going to tell you how you’re a perfect princess, and that you’re doing so well for taking us both.”

“Oh, God,” she whimpers.

I grab her hips, holding her in place while I slam into her.

“And what about Zane?” she manages to grind out. “What will he be doing?”

“He’ll want to choke you on his massive cock again.”

“Oh, yes, fuck, yes.”

Her inner walls flutter around me, and I drive in, deeper and faster. I grab her wet hair in my fist, bowing her back and lifting her head toward me. We kiss, hungry and fast and completely unrefined, and then I let her go again. Our skin slaps together, echoing in the confines of the shower stall.

“Now, Lex! Oh, fuck, now.”

She shatters around me, her pussy milking my cock, and I hold myself deep and give in to the ecstasy. I release myself with spurt after spurt, as the water from the shower pummels down around us.

Fuck. That was intense. And hot. And…

Vani’s shoulders are shaking, her head hung down. Alarm jars through me. What the fuck? Is she crying?

I slip from her body and try to turn her to face me. She keeps her head down, and now she’s shaking it.No, no, no…

“Vani, what’s wrong? Hey, what’s going on?”

This isn’t the first time I’ve made her cry when I’ve been fucking her.

I manage to turn her around, but she shoves at my bare chest. “Just leave me alone. Get out!”

Her attack takes me by surprise, and I stumble back. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

“You are! You and Zane and Saint. You’re all just messing with my head.”

“What the fuck? You’re crazy.”

She glares at me. “Am I? If I am, you’re the ones who’ve made me this way.” She shuts off the water and grabs a towel, wrapping it over the top of her breasts and tucking it in. “Now get the fuck out of my room before I call security.”

“I didn’t wash your hair,” I say, though I know it’s lame. I’m trying to stop this. It’s not ideal to talk without the others here, but damn, I need to talk her down.

“Fuck my hair. I mean it, Lex.” She points toward the bathroom door, but I know she’s indicating the main one. “Get the hell out of my room, now.”

I stand there, completely naked and dripping wet, my cock soft and my heart hurting “I can’t. You might have a concussion.”

“My potential concussion didn’t seem to worry you too much when you were fucking me up against the shower wall.”

I bite on my lower lip. She’s not wrong about that. “Yeah, but when you sleep?—”

She grabs a spare towel and throws it at me. “I mean it, Lex. Out.”

“Nom de Dieu!Can’t I even get dressed?”

Her gaze flicks down to where my clothes were abandoned in a pile on the floor. She scoops them up and shoves them into my arms. “No. Leave, right now.”

“Fucking hell.”

She pushes me out of the bathroom, and toward the door, my clothes still bundled in my arms, a towel clutched to my groin. My bare ass and back are on show for everyone to see, but she doesn’t seem to care. I could fight back—I’m far bigger and stronger than she is—but her sudden change in demeanor has left me confused and off my game. Besides, would I really physically fight her? No, I wouldn’t.

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