Page 97 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

“Yes?” He answers, looking dead in my eyes. There is a primal look there, that tells me he means every word he is saying, and my heart is going to burst into a million pieces and shatter me, just like the orgasm I know he’s going to give me.

“I-” I begin, but close my mouth, because I don’t know what to say. For the first time in forever, I’m speechless.

“Don’t talk, Athens, just feel.” Lick. “Feel what you do to me.” Suck. “See what I have hungered for, for the past three years.” Lick. “No other woman can ever compare to you.” Suck. “And now that I have you.” Lick. “I’m never letting you go.” Bite.

“Wyck! Wyck, please.”

“Please, what, Athens? Tell me you want me.” He pulls my clit into his mouth, swirls his tongue, and sucks as it throbs with need. I can’t think straight when his mouth is doing extraordinary things like that to my pussy. “Tell me this pussy is mine.” He pulls away from my clit, and I immediately miss him there.

Letting my legs down, he pulls me into a standing position, leaning into me, and whispering in my ear. “Tell me you want my father more than you want me, and I’ll let you go.”

My breath hitches as he pulls back, looking at me with a stare so intense, I fear he can see my answer well before it leaves my mouth.

“I can’t.” Are the only words I whisper before he shatters what little restraint I had holding together the last piece of me that says this is all a mistake.

He scoops me into his arms and flees from the room I share with Bash and carries me to his. He lets us in and slams the door shut, clicking the lock in place. Slowly, he walks us to his bed, but he doesn’t wait to get there before he’s giving me his orders.

“You won’t fuck my father anymore. That last time was your last time.”

“Wyck, how am I supposed to not do that? We are still engaged.”

“Break it off, you belong to me. You’ve been mine ever since that first night you gave me your trust and that sweet ass pussy of yours. I could tell it was the first time you’ve experienced true passion, a true connection, and you enjoyed the pleasure of submitting. If I’m right, it might’ve even been your first orgasm. I don’t take it lightly.”

“If you know your father, then he won’t take it lightly when I break it off. No, I can’t do that. I owe it to him.”

“You don’t owe him shit!”

“Wyck, please, let’s think about this before we ruin both our lives.” I plead with him, and he sighs.

“You are making this harder than it needs to be, Athens. I can have him taken care of just like that.” He says, snapping his fingers to show me just how quick it would actually be.

“Surely, I’m not worth all that trouble.” I give a nervous chuckle because the thought of someone willing to kill for me is… I don’t know what it is.

“You are worth so much more than that.” He confesses right before his lips capture mine in a sweet embrace. He tastes like sin and alcohol, an intoxicating combination that I wouldn’t mind getting drunk off of.

He gently lays me down in bed, with our lips still connected as he climbs on top of me. Peppering kisses along my face, has me cracking the biggest smile.

“You can’t say nice things like that to me behind closed doors, and then pretend to hate me in front of everybody else.” I say as he continues to shower me with kisses.

“I have to keep up appearances. If they find out about you, you could be used against me and my Devils.” He says, sliding down my body.

“Your Devils.” I squeak.

“Yes, I’m the leader of The Devils of Cliffside. Dash, Karter, Wells, and Onyx are my best friends, my right hand men, andtheyare my Devils.“ He declares.

“You guys are The Devils of Cliffside, how could I forget?” I ask, rising up on my arms to look down at him as he sucks on my belly button.

“I don’t know why you say it like you don’t know who we are.” He says, nicking my skin.

“Because I don’t know who you are.” I sigh. “Besides us having a few sexual encounters, we know nothing about each other.”

“A few sexual encounters? That’s all you think what we shared was?” He asks, lowering himself down to my pussy. Widening my legs and settling in between them, he continues. “I asked you a question, Athens.” Picking my legs up yet again, he throws them over his shoulders, leans in, and sniffs. “Your smell is stimulating. I could lie here forever and never come up for air.” He says, leaning in and swiping his tongue along my pussy once again.

My head falls back but my eyes stay open. My fingers thread into his hair as I pull him deeper into my throbbing pussy.

“Oh, Wyck.” I moan.

“Whatever you want, Little Fox, it’s yours.”

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