Page 66 of Descent

We moan and grind against each other, practically shaking the walls of this cabin before we quiet, my thrusts stilling all together.

Slowly, I pull my hand away from her chest, watching in awe, as a perfect red handprint covers part of her breast just over her heart. My eyes come up to find hers half-lidded and satiated. She gives me a small smile, and I can’t find myself to return it. Mainly because I’m rendered motionless, speechless. I’m in awe.

She just gave me a gift. One I didn’t know I needed, didn’t know I craved from her. And for her to have given it to me so willingly, so happily, so trusting….in this moment, more than any of the others all combined, I know with every fiber in my being that this woman was made for me. I will be by her side in this life, the next, and until the end of time. Where she goes, I go. Where she stays, I stay. Where she falls, I will be there with open arms, waiting, every goddamn time.

Chapter Twenty Six

Asher

Iwent fucking batshit the entire time that Skyla was gone with Vincent. I didn’t like him just taking her like that, not even telling us where he was going. The guy has made way too many off-handed comments about having her for himself. He’s also mentally unstable as fuck. I wouldn’t be surprised if he murder-suicided them, just so no one else could have her but him.

When they walked into the house late Sunday night, relief literally washed over me. I practically yanked her out of his arms and threw her over my shoulder before carrying her to my room. We haven’t been staying in her room lately. Firstly, because we got rid of her bed, for obvious reasons. Secondly, she says she doesn’t really feel comfortable in there anymore, and I completely get it.

Now, it’s Monday night, Ronan and Wesley are up to something back at Ronan’s house, Vincent is off on another job, and Liam, Skyla, and I are watching a movie in my room. Skyla’s head is resting on my chest while her body is draped over Liam’s lap.

It’s clear that Liam hasn’t been paying attention to the movie for the last ten minutes or so, instead choosing to play with the hemline of Skyla’s sleep shorts. She keeps playfully pushing him away, and the little shit seems to love it, continuing to smirk as he tries his shot again and again.

Memories of the last time we had the house to just the three of us aren’t lost on me, in fact, it’s almost all I’ve been thinking about. We’ve obviously all shared Skyla before, a lot, but that was the first time it was just Liam and I and goddamn…it was fucking hot.

Watching her suck his cock was such a unique but erotic experience; my cock jerks in my sweats just thinking about it. Not knowing what comes over me, I cup the front of Skyla’s throat, tipping her head back as I bend over and kiss her upside down. My tongue runs along hers before I tear away from her, speaking loud enough for Liam to hear.

“Why don’t you be a good girl and put Liam out of his misery? Go suck his cock, princess.”

She blinks up at me, nodding softly, as Liam practically bounces with excitement. He rips off his basketball shorts, chucking them to the side before he begins stroking his ridiculously pierced cock. Seriously, I don’t know how he did one, let alone eight of them. I can’t deny that it looks pretty fucking cool, though.

Skyla and Liam switch spots so he is more in the center of the bed before she crawls between his legs, lowering her mouth over his head. He throws his head back and groans, burying his fingers into her hair as he slowly starts guiding her movements.

The movie immediately forgotten, I turn my head to watch them. As Skyla pulls her mouth up, each glint of Liam’s piercings shine from her saliva, before she lowers back down, hiding them down her throat once more.

My hand begins slowly rubbing my cock through my sweats, already throbbing in anticipation. Filthy ideas run rampant in my mind, and I speak them before I can think better of it. Liam’s eyes are squeezed tight, Skyla’s mouth more than full as I muse out loud.

“I wonder if she’s ready. What do you think, brother?”

Liam’s eyes pop open at that, practically sparkling as he looks down at her before back up to me.

“You think?” he asks.

I shrug. “That’s up to her, I suppose.”

“What?” she asks, as she pulls her mouth away from Liam breathlessly.

“Do you think you could take us both? Together?” I ask.

She frowns and nods.

“Well, yeah. I’ve done it before.”

Liam and I share matching smirks as we shake our heads.

“No, babygirl,” Liam says. “He means, do you think you could take two cocks at once. One in your pussy and one in your ass.”

Her eyes widen, and she swallows roughly.

“Oh…I-I don’t know. We’ve only done a little assplay. I can try?” she offers.

I shake my head, cupping her chin as I look at her.

“We aren’t pressuring you, princess. Only if you want it. We’re more than happy with any kind of attention you’re willing to give us, right, Liam?”

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