Page 122 of Feeding Frenzy

I smacked his back.

“Put me down.”

He smacked my butt in answer.

“No.”

I scoffed and clenched my teeth. Oh, bet. I yanked his shirt up and sank my fangs into his side.

Ren grunted and hissed. His blood flooded my mouth, and I swallowed it down. The sweet taste I could never get tired of warmed my stomach, assuaging the burn in my throat.

Ren cursed and he gripped my waist with his two hands. I yanked my teeth out before he tore me off him and made me hurt him. He squeezed me to his chest, trapping my arms as he knocked the door open.

“You want to be rough?” he said gruffly. “I’ll show you how rough I can be.” That evil smile was the last thing I saw as he turned me on the bed facedown.

His voice sent ripples through my belly.

“Maybe you should,” I dared him.

Ren groaned, shuddering against me. His zipper sounded and his hard cock pressed against me.

“Naughty girl,” he groaned and clenched my waist harder until he ground against my covered ass. The rough grind elicited shivers.

His palm smoothed up my back, taking my shirt along for the ride.

Taking hold of my hair, he pulled my head back until my neck strained. I tried to move but couldn’t. He had me securely stuck.

His fingers delved into the waistband of my slacks, and he tugged it down, until I was bare.

His thick tip prodded my sex and with one pump, he was fully inside me. I hissed a breath out.

“Ren,” I moaned and in answer his shaft throbbed inside me. He kept hold of my hair and guided me to the wrist he held to my mouth. I sank my fangs into his wrist and sucked on his blood. My eyelashes fluttered shut. Dear God, he tasted good.

He angled my head to the side and sank into the side of my throat. I moaned against his wrist and his hips jerked forward, grinding inside my sex.

“Ohhh.” Asher appeared, sprawling across the bed beside me. Asher’s eyes scanned how I was bent over. Ren slammed into me again. Asher grinned. “Sexy.”

He ripped the front of his shirt and buttons went flying. The white blouse-like shirt spread open, baring him to me. The dips of his abs were fully on display. My channel clamped on Ren.

“Fffffuck,” Ren hissed from behind me and slammed both hands on the bed, corralling me.

Asher’s eyebrows raised. “Oh, you like my body?”

I squeezed the comforter.

“Yes,” I breathed.

Asher unbuttoned his pants, and his cock bobbed free.

My eyes were attached to his length. Cum beaded at the tip. I rolled my lips into my mouth, hungry for him.

He slid his hand down his pierced shaft. My clit pulsated and Ren grunted.

“Yes, grip me like that.” He groaned again. My sex flexed around him. I dropped my head forward, panting. His palm came down on my butt and he rammed into me at the same time.

“Touch yourself,” I panted, not taking my eyes off Asher, as Ren continued to fuck me.

The corner of his lips twitched upward.

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