Page 99 of Pretty Poisoned

It's almost a relief when his mouth leaves my too-sensitive body. He kneels between my legs on the bed and pulls his jeans and boxers over his hips, fisting his hard cock.

"You taste so fucking sweet, Teagan," he says, pumping his dick in his hand. "Is your tight little pussy still sore from what we did to you last night?"

"Yes…" I tell him.

"Good," he says. "Turn over."

I do as he asks and then start pushing up onto my knees, but his hand on my lower back forces me flat onto the bed.

"No," he says. "I want you just like this."

I feel the head of his dick slide over my center before he plunges inside me with a groan.

"Fuck, Teagan," he says. He holds his cock deep inside me, moving his hips from side to side to get it in just a little deeper—buried to the hilt. I clench my teeth, and my feet come off the mattress.

"Oh, god, you're…"

You're ruining me.

"What is it, baby?" Declan asks. One hand grips my hair, holding my head against the mattress, and the other has a firm grip on my ass cheek as he finds his rhythm, thrusting deep inside me.

"Fuck, it feels so good," I tell him. "It hurts. Oh, fuck."

"You like the way I fuck your pussy, baby?"

"Yes," I moan.

All I can do is squirm against the mattress in his hold as he drills into me over and over again. The headboard thumps loudly against the wall in rhythm with his thrusts and my cries.

He grips my cheek harder as he picks up his pace again; he might leave a bruise if this continues for much longer.

"Declan!" I cry out. "Oh, fuck…"

He's not as big as his brother, but he's thicker. And he knows exactly what to fucking do with it. I squeeze my eyes shut and saliva drips down my chin. I'm soliterallyfucked. "Don't stop. Oh my god."

I'm going to come. Again.

"I need you to come again, Teagan," Declan says. "Come on my dick, baby. I won't stop until I feel it."

I bite the mattress and moan, my pussy clenching around his dick as I writhe beneath him.

"There you go, baby," he groans. "I'm going to fill your mouth with cum, Teagan. And you're going to take it all like a good little slut."

He pumps into my pussy for a couple more minutes before he loses his rhythm, using a grip on my hair to turn my head to the side.

"Open your mouth, Teagan," he grits through clenched teeth.

I open wide and turn onto my back, and he shoves his dick into my mouth and comes down my throat.

He pulls out and collapses next to me on the bed. I swallow the rest of his cum and lie there, spent and breathless.

"Are you over it now?" Declan asks.

"What?"

"Whatever it was that was bothering you—are you over it?"

"No."

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