Page 94 of Wristlocked
Babe.
My breath sighs out of me as my heart cracks a little wider in my wretched chest. I bear down, and he punches through the tight ring.
“Holy—” I arch up, and Gia clutches at my biceps, digging with her nails. Her eyes are savage, ruthless with desire.
“Okay?” Lyot asks. He’s stopped moving, but he’s fuckingeverywhere, and I’m pretty sure I’ve only taken the first inch. I choke out a strangled laugh.
“Give me a second,” I pant. “You’re fucking huge.” The burn is already starting to fade, and I will myself to relax as the gorgeous monster underneath me smirks.
“Need a safeword?” she teases.
“Fuck off.” I’m shaking, but my cock has never been this exquisitely hard. All my senses are on fire.
“Be nice,” Lyot admonishes, and I take some solace in the fact that his voice sounds as ravaged as mine. He rocks his hips gently, giving me another inch.
“Switch places, and I’ll show you how nice I can be.” But I’m pushing back into him now, relishing the burn, giddy with the thought of taking him all.
“You seriously mouthing off when I’m about to pound your tight, virgin ass?”
Jesus. Who knew I’d get off on our pretty boy talking dirty to me. I drop my face back into Gia’s neck with another groan as my cock twitches inside her.
“So far, you’re all talk,” I mumble recklessly. Gia laughs again, and the soft, husky vibration does unholy things to my dick that I am not currently in a position to properly appreciate. “C’mon, pretty boy.”They’re killing me.
Lyot leans over me with another little rock of his hips. “Asknicely.”
I shiver as his breath ghosts over my spine.
“Please, pretty boy. Please wreck my ass with your monster cock.” It’s meant to be snarky, but instead, I sound breathless and embarrassingly needy.
Of course he doesn’t.
He spreads my cheeks with his thumbs and spits into my crack.
Filthy, wicked boy.
“Relax, Gale.” He works the saliva into the stretched, sensitive skin. “I want to make this feel fucking good.”
Of course he does.
I sigh into Gia’s skin and relax. Lyot spits again, using the extra slick to ease himself in with short, careful thrusts. Gia tilts her hips to meet him, like they’re fuckingthroughmy body, and grinds her clit against my pubic bone.
Right before he bottoms out, Lyot grabs her ankles and tugs them up to wrap around his ass. It pulls my hips back over his thighs and closes the last inch between us, changing all the angles. Gia cries out in my arms as his cock finds that magic fucking spot inside me, and I bite into her shoulder to stifle my own shout.
“How does it feel now?” he asks. “With my cock filling you all the way up.”
I shudder, but he already knows the answer, and without waiting, he withdraws to the tip before gliding back in, strong and sure. This time I can’t keep the string of curses from falling out of my mouth.
“That’s what I thought.” He does it again, fucking me into Gia so deep that I swell inside her, even as I struggle to adjustto the assault.
“Oh fuck,” Gia whimpers, writhing beneath us. “Lyot.”
He yanks me up against his chest, exposing me to her drowning gaze. She stretches her arms over her head, bracing against the headboard, and arches her back obscenely to follow the angle of my cock. Lyot drops one hand to circle her clit and wraps the other around my throat with a growl.
“Look at her,” he commands with another brutal thrust. “She’sours.” Another. “You don’t run from us again, and you don’t fucking hurt her in ways she doesn’t ask for.” He sucks hard at the flesh under my ear, and my vision goes hazy, but I hear the warning in his voice.
“I won’t,” I promise, and he rewards me with a lazy roll of his hips that grazes my prostate again. “Fuck, pretty boy. Do that again.”
“You like that?” he teases, and I turn my head, capturing that rare, dark smile with my mouth. It starts out almost sweet, a wanton churn of tongue and hips and cock and cunt, and then transforms into something altogether different. Something ravenous and utterly consuming. It ricochets through all three of us, bursting from Gia in a cry. I reach for her, wanting her closer, needing them both all over me. Lyot releases me, shoving me down on top of her, and I collapse into her waiting arms as he anchors himself with his hands on my hips and begins to fuck in earnest.
