Page 154 of Boys Who Taint

“Closer.”

I inch as far as I can go, burying my chin into his balls as his length fills me up completely, absolutely crushing my ability to breathe, to reason, to think about anything other than those haunting eyes that forced me to my knees.

And when my eyes begin to tear up and my throat squeezes to let out that cough, he groans, “Perfect.”

Finally, he pulls out, and I heave and suck in a breath that felt like the first of a century. But those soul-crushing eyes of his find mine in the dark, promising only the destruction of my morals. My resolve.

“Again.”

Levi

Finally,I have her where she belongs.

Down on her knees beneath me, sucking me down into that greedy little throat of hers.

God, I should’ve fucking done this a long time ago.

Her tongue feels like heaven and hell at the same time, sweet fucking sin wrapped in an angelic package, and I take great pleasure in conquering it.

When I bury myself inside her, she chokes on my size, tears springing into her eyes, and I pick them up with the knife she tried to attack me with.

“Are you crying for me?” I grin as I pull out just a little, allowing her a shallow, hampered breath. “Not. Fucking. Enough.”

I shove right back in again, watching her struggle against my deepening ownership of her throat.

“Such a good fucking throat-slut.”

She gags, and the sound is like music to my ears.

“Fuck me, now this is what I’d pay to see,” Apollo groans. “What about you, Ghost-boy?”

Apollo plays with Grey’s dick, which slowly begins to grow bigger as he’s forced to watch his girlfriend suck me off. I plunge into her mouth while looking him dead in the eyes.

Yes, look at me.

Look at me claiming your girlfriend’s throat as mine.

“Look at her, on her knees for me … Doesn’t she look pretty with my cock in her mouth?” I say, and I force her to turn her head with me still inside her so that he can see the tears in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Apollo rips open his shirt and starts twisting his nipples. I can hear him fumble the word ‘fuck’ and it makes me laugh.

But her choking on my size is the best sound of all.

Fuck my conscience.

Fuck the consequences.

Fuck morals, and fuck the rules.

I’m taking what I need, and there’s nothing in this world that could ever remotely live up to the view of her mouth wrapped around my shaft.

My little firefly.

Always trying to escape my grasp.

But I cast my net far and wide long ago … and now she belongs to me.

I groan and pull out still throbbing as she heaves and coughs on the ground.

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