Page 351 of Conquered
“You want me to whip that dripping cunt of yours with my big dick, baby?” Jax asks as he stalks towards me, unzipping his trousers when he reaches the end of the bed and stepping out ofthem. His dick is thick and full, so big that I always have a flutter of fear when it’s near me. I nod. “Use your words.”
“Yes, please.”
He gives me a full, masculine smirk, kneeling on the bed and grasping his cock as he gets into position, his knees spread so that his dick is hovering over my pussy.
“Count for me, Baby Girl,” he commands, then brings his hard length down. Hard. I cry out, my back arching as wetness seeps out of my lower lips.
“O–one,” I gasp, my core contracting with the force of his hit. Fuck, that felt incredible.
“She really likes that,” Ash comments and I twist my head to see him to the side of us, on the bed, his stare fixated between my legs. “Again.”
“Yes, boss,” Jax teases, bringing his cock down again, harder this time, and the wet sound of his flesh hitting mine is obscene, louder than the music playing in the background.
“T–two,” I rasp out, my whole body shaking in Loki’s grip.
“Again,” Ash orders and Jax obeys, giving me three slaps in quick succession leaving me writhing in Loki’s arms.
“What number are we on, Baby Girl?” Jax pants, and I crack my eyelids to look at him. His face is flushed, his chest slick with sweat. His dick is covered in my cream, precum leaking from the tip as he grips it hard at the base.
"U–uhum.." I stutter, my mind a fucking mess, just like my body is.
“Five, Pretty Girl,” Loki whispers in my ear, flexing his hips, and I can feel how hard he is beneath me.
“Five.”
“Good girl,” Jax praises, trailing his fingers up my thigh. “Five more I think, or until you come. You’re so close aren’t you, baby?”
“Yes,” I moan, feeling my climax fluttering at the edges, leaving the world hyper-focused.
“Then come for me quickly, and I’ll fuck you hard with my monster cock,” Jax tells me, and Jesus fucking Christ his dirty talk is something else that needs to be a crime.
The hand not gripping his cock skates up my body, gripping the front of my throat tightly until I can barely get any air into my lungs.
“Eyes stay on me,” he orders, and I look into his blue orbs as I feel another hard slap of his hard dick against my sensitive folds.
Shit.
My body jerks with the movement, more wetness seeping out of me and splashing my thighs as he does it again.
And again.
And again.
The next hit has me screaming his name as my fingernails claw Loki’s arms to shreds when my orgasm slams into me, stealing my fucking breath and soul as I soar into the stars.
Wave upon wave of hot pleasure smashes into me as my whole body feels like it goes rigid and liquid all at once. Loki holds me still, telling me what a good fucking girl I am as Jax starts to fight against my pulsing cunt and pushes inside my fluttering channel.
“Fucking hell,” he growls out, sinking deeper into me and prolonging my climax as I writhe and buck beneath him.
He gives me no time to adjust, my wet body accepting his intrusion easily as he bottoms out, then immediately starts to pound into me with such force that I hear Loki grunt behind me.
“Shit, bro, I’m glad that’s not my asshole you’re fucking right now,” Loki exclaims as his grip tightens on my legs, holding me open for Jax to fuck even harder.
“You wish,” Jax teases, his hand still gripping my throat as he destroys me with his dick, and I am fucking here for it, my tits bouncing painfully with each surge of his hips.
“Jax–fuck–shit—” I mumble, unable to say much when his grip around my throat tightens and only lets a trickle of air into my lungs.
I can feel a second release fast approaching, Jax building me up again every time he slams inside me and his pubic bone hits my clit. Pleasure zings up from my core, making my entire body tingle with the impending explosion.
