Page 150 of Vile Boys

Maybe I should let him lick me sometime.

Fuck.

“Enough,” Ares growls.

I pull out, still hard, and look at Ares, annoyed he’d intervene.

He snaps his fingers. “Switch.”

I frown and look at him. “What?”

The annoyance on his face is far worse than mine despite the fact he’s clutching his rigid hard-on that he pulled out of his pants somewhere along the way. “Do you really want me to repeat myself?”

I swallow and step away even though I was dying to claim that throat as mine and fill it to the brim with my cum.

Blaine crawls out from underneath her. “I could eat you all day and still not have enough.”

She blushes, so I drag him up to his feet. “Enough, slimeball. Move.”

He narrows his eyes at me as I sink to my knees in front of her and kiss her thighs. But she’s still looking at him instead of me.

“Can you handle it?” he asks, tipping up her chin. “All these eyes watching you come undone.”

She nods. “I’m okay.”

“I’ll kill them all for you if you want, darling,” he adds with a wink.

She blushes. “I don’t want that on my conscience.”

I’m done with them talking, so I bury my face between her thighs and taste her, instantly shutting both of them up as soon as she begins to moan.

“Oh fuck,” she groans, grasping for my hair as I dive in and lick her raw.

And I drag her down on top of me and lap her up like there’s no tomorrow because there might not be one for either of us.

But at least I’ll die knowing I was the last to taste this pussy and make it come.

Blaine

I stepover Caleb and look at her eyes hidden behind that damn mask. I would give anything to see her rosy cheeks right now, but I know it would reveal her identity to the crowd. Her identity is the last thing she has left. The last semblance of humanity as it’s slowly stripped away from her inch by inch by the Tartarus devils.

I tip up her chin to make her look at me. “I’ll be gentle with my goddess if it pleases her.”

She swallows, her whole body exploding into goose bumps as I plant a soft kiss beneath her ear.

“But I need you to take my cock like a good girl now. Can you do that for me?”

She nods, a hampered moan leaving her mouth as I suckle on her skin and create a mark on her neck.

Even if she belongs to all of us, this one part … it belongs to me.

I push down my zipper and pull out my hard-on as her hungry eyes lay eyes on me for the very first time, another swallow following.

“J-Jesus …” she stutters at my tattooed thickness.

I don’t have many tattoos because I don’t want to taint my flawless skin, but this rose on my shaft I’m very proud of.

“All of it will fit inside that beautiful mouth of yours,” I say, slowly parting her lips. “You’ll make it fit, won’t you?” I push the tip across her. “I’ll be gentle with you.”

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