“Qina,” I repeated, her name sour on my tongue. “She was shouting at you.”
And I hadn’t known if it was an angry shout or one of pleasure. He was so good when we were together that I could only imagine him touching another girl the way that he touched me, making her scream and shout how I had so many times now.
“Don’t worry about her.”
Says every guilty guy ever.
“Why was she over at your house?” I asked.
“Because someone had sent her.”
“Why was she screaming?”
“Because she didn’t like that I didn’t want her there.”
“Well then, why haven’t you brought me into a Lust Room?” I asked.
“You want to know why I haven’t brought you into a Lust Room?”
I glared up at him. “Mmhmm.”
Within a moment, Acaros twirled me around and bent me over the fence to the garden. Right in the middle of the walkwayto Chastion. Right in the center of people heading to and from the castle.
“Acaros,” I hissed, “what are you?—”
Before I could finish my sentence, he slipped his cock under my skirt and pressed the head against my cunt. My eyes widened, and I attempted to stand back up because we were literally in front of everyone! But he held me in place and slammed into me.
“This is why I haven’t brought you to a Lust Room,” he grunted. “It’s too private, and I love the way your pussy tightens around my cock when we’re in public, when you have a fear of being caught.”
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
ACAROS
When I slammedmy dick all the way into her cunt, I grunted and wrapped an arm around her throat, my biceps against her neck, not tightly, but enough to hold her in place. Her pussy became even wetter around me.
My lips curled into a smirk against her ear. “Guess what.”
She glanced around and tried squirming out of my hold again, but I wasn’t going to let her go. Not now. Not when she was a jealous wreck, thinking that I’d wanted Qina to come over, thinking that was the reason I hadn’t brought her to a Lust Room yet.
“Everyone is staring at us,” she whispered.
“That’s because everyone in Lust can see me pounding into your tight little pussy.”
“Acaros,” she whispered, cheeks now flushing, “we need to?—”
“Give them a show,” I said, slamming into her and making her tits bounce out of her little tank top. I thrust into her again, her breasts continuing to bounce against my arm. “Show themwhat they’re missing out on by hiding in those Lust Rooms to fuck.”
While she clawed at my forearm with those dainty, dull fingernails, she moaned and tightened around me. I slammed into her again, only to listen to all those little whimpers she tried to keep hidden.
“You love this, don’t you?” I asked.
“No.”
I picked up one of her legs into the air, giving everyone a view of her cunt. “You sure about that, Hellcat? All your cunt has been doing since I plunged into you is tightening around my fat cock.” My lips curled into a smirk. “And you haven’t asked me to stop.”
“S-s—” she started, eyes rolling back. “Don’t stop.”