Page 45 of Property of Necro
This is good.
I slip my tongue through her folds, find her pierced clit and suckle it.
Mmmm. So damn good.
My cock turns to stone. Aching, throbbing for release.
Sola’s legs quiver. An adorable moan escapes her lips.
I smile against her flesh, refusing to stop—never wanting to stop.
“Coffin,” she gasps, and my dick bucks at the raspy sound of her voice.
So beautiful.
So fuckin’ beautiful.
I suckle her sweet clit until she comes for me. Then I suckle it some more as an apology for my behavior. Her legs give out when she comes a third time, and Rot’s there to help her to the ground. I dive back in as he undoes his pants and feeds her his cock that she happily sucks.
With her mouth full of my brother and her cunt ravished by my tongue, Sola bends to our will. I jack mycock as I eat her like a starved man, and when I’m ready to blow, I fill her to the hilt and dump cum inside. Gripping her hips, I fuck my seed into her pliant body, and when I’m finished, I move away just in time to have Necro kneel and take my place. Knowing he doesn’t want her to see his dick, I cover her eyes with my hand.
“Let us please you, sweet whore,” I whisper as I play with one of her nipples.
She cries out around a mouthful of Rot.
I nod toward her other unloved breast, and Rot helps me play. Twisting and drawing the rosy buds to peaks, we force her to take pleasure beyond her limits. I love every fuckin’ second of it. Watching my brothers use her. Watching Necro’s lids slam shut and climax as Rot fills her throat with his seed.
When we’re through, and she’s been fucked to oblivion, unable to keep her eyes open, let alone stand, I scoop her off the floor and carry her from the chapel, where a bunch of horny brothers who watched us take her damn near come in their pants as I pass them by.
I snap my teeth at them. “You wanna die?”
Knowin’ what’s good for ‘em, they back the hell up.
Rot and Necro aren’t far behind me as I lay Sola on my white bedsheets, for once not caring how dirty they may be. Her red hair fans across my pillowcase. Drawing two fingers down her cheek, her eyelashes flutter for a moment before she falls into a deep sleep.
While she rests, I enter the attached bath and get the first aid kit from the bottom cabinet. I need to clean those cuts before they get infected.
“I can’t believe you fuckin’ stabbed her,” Rot growls, entering the bathroom behind me.
“It’s not that deep,” I snap. She won’t need stitches. I made sure of it.
“You carved a C right above her pubes.”
Yep. I did that.
“I know.” I shove his shoulder to get him the hell out of my way, so I can take care of the woman he wants to keep.
“You carved a C,” the jackass comments again as I throw the kit on the bed beside her and dig through the contents.
I snap my head up and glare at the fucker. “I said, I know.”
Rot rests his shoulder against the doorframe of the bathroom, smiling like a lunatic. “Does that mean what I think it means?”
“I don’t fuckin’ know what any of this means. Alright?”
Listen. I fucked her.
It was good.
