Page 51 of Queen of Anarchy (Dirty Broken Savages 2)

His mouth feels just as good on my pussy as it did on my lips, and I arch toward him, moaning his name.

He growls, and the sound reverberates through me, making it all feel even better. He flicks my clit with his tongue, and my hand goes down to his hair just to have something to hold on to while he works me up.

It’s relentless, the way he eats me out like he’s at a feast, leaving no corner of my pussy unexplored. I moan his name again and again, writhing on the bed as he licks and sucks at me, like he wants to savor every last bit of me.

Sensations pour through me, pleasure boiling in the center of my body like a furnace. My fingers go tighter in his hair, and he groans into me, his hips bucking forward.

There’s nothing down there for him to rub against, and when he lifts his face, his lips shiny with my arousal, I can see it in his eyes how much he wants to fuck me.

Eating me out isn’t enough.

He grabs my hips and flips me over onto my stomach easily. I’m breathless when I land, and before I can look back at him, Gage is grabbing handfuls of my ass and squeezing, spreading me open even more for him.

My face lands in the sheets and my moan is muffled there, but fuck, it feels good. He’s manhandling me however he wants to, and a part of me feels like I should rage against it, but an even bigger part needs this too much to let my stubborn streak ruin it.

“I’m going to fuck you here,” he growls, letting go of my ass with one hand so he can rub at the tightly furled hole between my cheeks.

I nod, almost frantically. Just the touch of his finger sends sparks of electric pleasure through me, and I shiver at the thought of him pushing his cock in there and taking me. Fuck, I want it.

I want everything he can give me, so desperate for the pleasure and pain.

“Touch yourself,” he orders, his tone commanding me to obey.

“Fuck,” I manage to get out, my voice hoarse. I do as he says, sliding a hand between my body and the bed so I can rub at my pussy.

I’m so fucking wet already, and Gage’s fingers briefly dance with mine between my legs so he can collect some of my slick arousal on his fingers. He spreads me open again, and I hear it and then feel it when he spits right onto my hole.

That hits me like a shock to the system, filthy and raw, and I almost come apart right there, moaning deeply and shuddering under his touch.

Gage snorts, like he’s darkly amused by that. “Good girl,” he murmurs, and starts working one finger into me.

It’s a tight fit. I work to relax, but I’m so keyed up that it feels like every cell in my body is vibrating.

Just the feeling of him breaching through that tight seal is enough to make my breath catch in my throat, and I squirm, fighting the urge to buck back against him for more.

“That’s it,” he grunts, working his finger in deeper. “Take it for me. Keep touching yourself.”

I circle my clit with one finger, whimpering softly when Gage adds another finger to my ass.

I already feel full from just that, and I know his cock is going to be even more to take. He’s being rough and dominating, but taking his time in a way, making sure I’m stretched when he adds a third finger.

That’s enough to have me shivering, right there on the edge, my fingers working overtime on my pussy in time with how he’s fucking my ass with his fingers.

There’s a high, whimpering sound in the air, and it takes me a second to realize it’s coming from me. I’m gasping for breath and begging him for more, and he chuckles, low and deep.

“Is this what you want?” he asks, pulling his fingers free.

I lift my head and look over my shoulder at him. “Gage, please.”

“Please what?” he demands. “Say it.” The hand he still has on my ass digs deeper into the flesh there, and I feel like I’m losing my mind from how much I want him in this moment.

“Please, fuck me,” I manage to get out. “Please fuck my ass.”

I’ve never begged anyone seriously like this in my life before these guys, and I can’t even feel ashamed of it right now. Not when I’m so keyed up and on edge and desperate for him to give me what I know we both want.

“Good girl,” he repeats, and something about hearing him say that just makes my heart beat faster.

And then he’s finally sliding into me. His cock is so big and thick that it’s almost painful as he breaches my ass. He worked me open, but not even three fingers were enough to fully prepare me for how it feels to have him working his way inside my back hole.

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