Page 60 of Savage Knights (Princes of Devil's Creek 3)

Something.

Anything.

And I wanted to feel it with the one person who truly understood me. Someone who felt the same anger and sadness and… emptiness. Like someone had punched a hole through my chest and ripped out my heart, squeezed so fucking hard it turned to dust.

I felt nothing.

And everything.

His tongue was in my mouth, his hands all over my skin. I pushed his head lower, and he unzipped my pants, shoved them down with my boxers. My cock was so fucking hard, pre-cum sliding down the tip.

He wrapped his hand around my shaft and stroked me so hard my eyes slammed shut. I could hardly catch my breath, panting for more. There was something about when Damian touched me that was unlike women.

Even different from Alex.

When I opened my eyes, he licked the head of my cock, and my skin crackled with electricity. Every nerve ending in my body set on fire as he sucked me into his mouth.

I’d gotten my first blowjob from Damian. A fact I didn’t broadcast. Back then, I was so fucked up over what we did I begged my dad to take me to The Mansion. I needed to prove to myself I didn’t like men. So I fucked as many women as I could, buried myself so deep inside them I forgot about loving the feel of my cock in his mouth.

Damian never gave a damn.

He knew he wasn’t gay, never challenged his sexuality. But I couldn’t wrap my head around how I felt about him. My feelings were specific to Damian. No other man had ever gotten me hard.

And as he pumped my cock into his mouth, I moved my hand to the back of his head. “Fuck,” I groaned, forcing him to take more, my chest heaving with each breath.

I fisted his short black hair in my hand and his green eyes found mine. I no longer cared about what people thought about us. Everyone in the house knew we had our moments.

My legs trembled, an orgasm brewing inside me. Damian grabbed my thigh and held me down, moving his other hand between my legs. He pressed his finger at the entrance to my ass, and when I didn’t stop him, he pushed it inside me. Biting down on my bottom lip, I closed my eyes and breathed through my nose.

I wanted to feel the pain.

I wanted to feel something.

After a few more times, my body adjusted to the change, and I relaxed as he sucked my cock, working his finger into my ass. Damian tried to fuck me dozens of times, especially when he was high from the bloodlust. He would pin me down, choke me from behind, but I wouldn’t let him take it any farther.

A few times he’d even begged me to fuck him. I couldn’t go through with it, not even when I knew he needed it. Not even when he was out of his mind.

But I no longer felt the same shame.

“Fuck, D.” I put both of my hands on the back of his head, forcing him to take more of me right as I hit the peak of my climax.

I came hard on his tongue, filling his mouth with my cum. He sat up and wiped his lips with the back of his hand, staring at me like a hunter as he undressed.

I knew what he wanted.

And I wanted it, too.

So I reached for my phone on the nightstand and texted Alex, asking her to come to my room. She texted back immediately and promised to come right here.

A minute later, she entered my bedroom, still naked, her big tits shaking as she walked toward us. I could see her stomach growing, though it wouldn’t be noticeable to most people. It was subtle, just enough to know Damian’s demon spawn was in there.

“We don’t want to talk,” I told her.

A smile tipped up her mouth. “Good. Because I’d rather fuck.” She stopped in front of the bed, her eyes shifting between us. “Have you two been playing without me?”

“If I say yes, will you be mad?”

She shook her head, rubbing her nipples with the pads of her thumbs. “The thought of you guys together turns me on.”

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