Page 117 of Sire
I know my husband’s body, and I know mine.
I need him to fuck me likethat.
He yanks Daniel up, wrapping his inked arm around his neck. “Want me to go even harder in your ass?”
“Harder?” Daniel doesn’t believe him.
“Fuck yeah, I can go harder. Like this…” Sire pumps his hips, and my jaw drops in awe, in lust, in love. “You want it rough, boy?” He chokes Daniel, pressing his back against Daniel’s chest. “You need some dirty breeding?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I shake, watching Daniel touch Sire’s hip. “Please. Please.”
“You want me to breed you like a bitch? You like it?” Sire’s a beast. A beast I love. “You’re such a big boy, taking my dick in your ass.”
“Umph…fuck yeah. Do it,” Daniel begs, jerking off his hard dick. “I want that big dick. Give it to me. Fuck. Fuck, Pastor. You fuck my arse so hard. So good. Fuck, fuck, I’m coming.”
Sire grunts, his neck straining, fighting his orgasm while he fucks a man’s ass and makes his thick, veiny cock, shoot his cum so far that it splatters my thigh.
“Oh fuck,” I moan, waves of an orgasm crashing through me.
My eyes slam shut while I shake, hearing Sire seethe, “Lick it up.” He orders Daniel, “Lick your cum off my wife. Now, you dirty fucking boy.”
Fluttering my lashes open, I moan at the sight of Sire’s dominance and Daniel’s submission.
With Sire fisting his hair, Daniel, the man of steel, smirks up at me, licking his cum off my thigh. I try to hide my pleasure at his tongue on my flesh, but my husband must sense it.
“Get off her. Right. Fucking. Now,” he snarls at Daniel,who rolls aside, retreating to the sofa to join his sated wife, Charlie, cuddled with Redix, Cade, and Eily, who chews her lip, wanting this next part for her husband, Silas.
Snapping off the condom, Sire wraps it in a tissue before grabbing a packet from the side table. With his teeth, he opens the personal wipe and cleans himself.
God, he looks so primal, powerful, and brimming with pride.
“Such a beautiful, dirty girl for me, aren’t you, Wren?” He wipes his swollen tip, then his thick, jutting shaft, his eyes devilish and on me. “You can’t stop touching your pussy while you watch me fuck men for you. Is that what you want? To be bred like I bred them?”
He smirks, challenging me, “You want me to fuck you hard and in the ass?”
“I… I…” My libido screams,Yes! My pride insists,I’m equal. But my logic scoffs,Hell no!
He sees it in my eyes.
Wisely, Sire grins. “You’re not ready for that, Angel.”
“Yes, I am.” I blink up at Sire while proudly splaying my pussy for the room, cool air kissing my tingling clit. “Please, fuck me.”
I fall back, willing, as Sire climbs over me, pressing his clean, bare cock to my waiting entrance, the one he opened.
“First and always, Wren, you’re mine,” he sighs, slowly urging inside me, inch by inch, not stopping and rolling his eyes. “Fuucckk, Angel.” I moan as he shudders, “This wet pussy is what I need. Goddamn, woman, you’re mine. You’re all I want.”
I wanthim.
Lifting my hips, I grab Sire’s hulking, inked shoulders, and I take him so deep inside. For minutes, it’s us, it’s only him, passionately fucking me, my lips, kissing and biting his chest, but then I remember…
Nash and Axel.
I glance over, and they’re watching him fuck me. It makes me moan. I turn my head slightly and see the hot group on the sofa, and Silas standing, waiting, stroking off to me, getting fucked.
I suspect Eily told him my fantasy.
My husband gazes down, reading my mind. With a slow thrust into my pussy, he smirks, “My dirty little girl, I know what you want now.”
