Page 98 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

“Fuck me, Wyck. I want you to be the last thing I think about every single night, well into the morning. I want to be the end of your beginning.” I express my feelings the best way I can. I’m not ready to say I love you because there’s so much more to love than just sex, and the way we started, whatever this is, will have to be different.

“Then it shall be done.” He says, releasing my legs, sliding down his pants, freeing himself, lining his dick at my entrance right before he slides inside. “I can’t promise everything will be sunshine and rainbows, but I will definitely promise that you are under our protection. I won’t force you to leave my father until you have the right words for him.” He begins, sliding into me with ease. “But I will give you two weeks to end it.”

“Two weeks? Wyck, that’s not enough time to end something that has been going on for so long.”

“I don’t want to talk about it right now. Right now, I wanna swim in something wetter than the ocean.” He confesses, and that nearly sends me right over the cliff, him and his devils rule.

“Then shut up and fuck me.” I encourage him to give me what I know he’s holding back. “You won’t break me, you already know I like it rough.”

“You bet that sweet ass I know.” He says, picking up his speed and hitting my center right on the spot only he knows how to press. That has me thinking.

“What about Wells? Is he going to fuck me, too?”

“I don’t like to share.” He growls.

“But you did share me with Wells not so long ago, didn’t you?”

“I did, but nobody said I liked it or that I wanted to.”

“You didn’t have to. I saw the way you watched as Wells fucked me. You liked it so much, you joined in.” I say as his hand creeps up and around my neck.

“Don’t remind me how much they all want you, too, Athens. I may end up sharing you, yet again.” He growls. “Is that something you want, Little Fox?”

“I want whatever you want, Wyck. I am yours.” I declare, and something inside him breaks.

He squeezes my neck tighter, threatening to cut off my air supply as my eyes flutter closed.

“Uh, uh, eyes on mine, Little Fox. We have to hurry, but I’m gonna fuck my pussy hard and fast, praying my father sees you walking different and questions why. What will you tell him?”

“I’ll tell him his son does it better.” I chuckle as he leans down and takes my lips in a primal kiss. I wouldn’t be surprised if there is blood running from them because of the force of his impact.

As he kisses me, hard, he shoves his dick inside me even harder, causing me to cry out in pain.

“You don’t know how excited those words made me feel. I’m going to own every fucking part of your body, and you won’t have a say so in what I do with it to please me.” He barks, pumping into me faster.

“Wyck.” I sigh, but it quickly turns into a moan.

“Yes?”

“I’m so close, but I need you deeper and harder. This doesn’t hurt like I want it to.”

“My Little Fox is so needy.” He claims, but gives me what I need. He slides out of me, making me automatically miss the feel of him.

He kneels on his knees, pulls my legs around his waist, making me open them wider to fit him there. He picks my ass up so it’s now residing on his thighs. I feel the cool air blow against my pussy, and I shiver from the feel of it.

“You might be needy, but I’m here to give you all the things you crave and so much more.” He voices before he slams back inside, and I swear I’m seeing stars.

“Yes!” I shout, not giving a single care as to who can hear us. All I care about is the dicking down he’s giving me. Tomorrow I’ll find a fuck to give about all this and maybe even then I still won’t have any to give.

So lost in the moment, I reach up and place my hand on his chest, causing him to immediately stiffen before he slaps my hand away.

“Don’t.” He growls.

“I’m sorry.” I whisper, throwing my hands behind me and tucking them under a forgotten pillow. “Please, Wyck, I’m sorry.” I mumble as he takes my hands into his, reaches up and behind me to something I can’t see. I hear rustling as something slips around first one wrist and then the other.

“This will help you remember to keep your hands to yourself.” He growls, pulling out of me, rolling me onto my stomach. He grabs my hips and hikes my ass in the air, spreading my legs apart in the process.

“What are you doing?” I’ve never been properly fucked in the ass, and this position is sending warning signs to my brain that he’s going to ‘slip’ inside like Bash claims to do.

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