Page 56 of Scarlett Thief (Criminal Underground 2)

I held Wolf's gaze as his cock passed my lips again. He didn't let me get used to it this time but plunged to the back of my throat. My eyes bulged and my hands came out automatically to grasp his thighs. My nails sank into his flesh and for a moment, I worried that I'd draw blood.

As if he knew what I was thinking, he snarled down at me. "Don't you fucking go easy on me, baby," he said harshly. "Keep those nails in my skin. Bruise me. Do whatever you need to do because, Scarlett..." He smiled down at me, and I knew without a shadow of a doubt that his next words were going to be filthy and nasty. My pussy clenched at that and Hadrian took that moment to move down and lick a path straight to my entrance before fucking me with his tongue. "I'm going to fuck your throat," Wolf finished as his thumb retracted and stroked over my cheek before his hand returned to the side of my skull. "And you're going to let me."

A whimper escaped my lips as he grasped the sides of my head and did just that. At first, he moved slowly, but deep, pulling out until I could flick the head of his cock with my tongue, catching just a taste of that salty fluid leaking from the tip before shoving it straight back into the back of my throat. I tried swallowing around the massive length, sucking lightly as I tried to keep the drool from slipping out between my lips

Hadrian's mouth moved over my pussy in contrasting languid movements. Where Wolf was pounding his dick into my mouth like it was his personal glory hole, Hadrian licked up one side of my labia and down the other, spearing that tongue of his into my pussy and sucking the juice that was leaking down my thighs right into his mouth. I shuddered between them. Somehow, even though Hadrian was beneath me—in what should have been a subservient position—I felt dominated by him too. He held me still as I tried to concentrate on the cock in my mouth. I wasn't allowed to pull away. I wasn't allowed to lift up. I had to sit there and take every naughty thing they did to me. And I fucking loved it.

Eventually, I couldn't keep my hands off of Wolf anymore. I lifted them from his thighs and cupped his balls. Massaging them between my fingers as I willed him to come in my mouth. I wanted it—his taste, his cum, his everything. I concentrated as hard as Hadrian allowed me to and after what felt like fucking hours, I finally felt him tense up.

Just as he did though, Hadrian's hands began moving. One slid around my thigh, moving between my asscheeks and dipping into my pussy entrance as he flicked at my clit. I shuddered against him. First one finger entered me and then two. Without stopping what he was doing with his mouth, Hadrian curled them and then gently began to ease them back and forth. My mind went blank. I wanted more. I didn't want fingers. I wanted a fucking cock. I moaned against Wolf's cock, and the vibrations made him stiffen and withdraw immediately.

I panted, looking up at Wolf—knowing that I was flushed. He grinned down at me as he gripped his cock. Stroking it once, twice, three times before he tipped his head back.

"Keep looking at me, Scarlett," he ordered. "I want your eyes wide open. Open your mouth, stick out your tongue."

My eyes widened. He couldn't possibly be thinking of … oh, but I bet he was. It was lewd. Wrong. And so fucking hot. I did exactly as he commanded, tipping my head back, opening my mouth, and even going so far as to cup my hands beneath my chin as I prepared—as I waited.

Hadrian retracted his fingers and slipped out from beneath me, leaving me feeling bereft and sad, but not for long as he got off the bed and circled it. It took merely a moment for him to take his rightful place at Wolf's side. He took the fingers that had been inside me and stared right into my eyes as he lifted them and sucked them clean off, even going so far as to lick between the digits to ensure he got every last drop.

"You taste fucking delicious, sweetheart," he said, taking that same hand and palming his cock, moving it toward me.

"I'm going to come all over that pretty face of yours, Scarlett," Wolf said. "I'm going to mark you and then … then Hadrian will as well, and you'll finally know who you belong to, sub. You belong to us."

"Yes, Sir." The words I uttered seemed to do the trick for him. Wolf clenched up, his muscles bulging and tightening as the veins in his arms became pronounced and with a mighty shout, he came. White liquid spurted from his cock and flew out over my face. One strand landed on my cheek and another across my forehead, and finally, the last strand landed on my tongue. I quickly closed my mouth and swallowed before licking the remains from my lips as Hadrian stepped up next.

"Wolf likes to see you painted in his cum," he said, palming the back of my head. "But I want you to get every single bit of mine. Open your mouth."

The second I did, he shoved his thick cock in making me gag at the sharp thrust before I got accustomed to the feeling. He didn't fuck my throat the way Wolf had. Instead, he held himself deep, staring down at my soiled face as he bit his lip and came, shooting spurt after spurt of semen against my tongue and throat walls.

When he was done he backed up and put a thumb and forefinger to my chin. "Open," he ordered. I did, showing him what I'd collected. He nodded approvingly right before he grinned. "Good girl," he said. "Now swallow."

And that's exactly what I did. I swallowed. I did it because I found that they were right. I liked being their good girl. I liked being their naughty little sub.

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I was keyed up.Whereas the two of them had come, I had not. But after our first true foray into the realm of BDSM … together at least, Hadrian had me off the bed and in the shower as fast as possible. He soaped me down, taking care to help me wipe my face clean before shoving me against the tiled wall of the shower and plunging his tongue into my mouth.

Never had I been more thankful for this damn shower. I groaned into his kiss as he devoured me. It was hot that he was comfortable kissing me even after I'd just swallowed his cum. It didn't seem to bother him at all. He kissed me like he was a dying man coming out of a desert and I was the first drop of water he'd tasted in years.

"You are so good, Scarlett," he muttered when he pulled back. My eyes opened and lifted to meet his. "You're everything I think we've ever wanted."

His words were a cool balm on my soul, but almost as soon as he spoke them a nasty voice in the back of my mind spoke up.Yes,but for how long?

I stiffened, shoving that mean voice away before sliding my arms around his shoulders. I didn't want to think about an end to this. I didn't want to be reminded that everything—even us—had an expiration date. I just wanted to be in the moment. That was what I was truly getting out of BDSM. My mind was always racing.What do I do right now? Where can I do better there? How can I fix that? How fast? How long? Am I doing it right? Am I good enough?I hated it. But with these two—with Hadrian and Wolf—those thoughts and questions weren't as powerful. They drowned it out and made me forget—even if it was only temporarily—and for that, I was truly grateful.

"Tell me something, Scar," Hadrian said. "Did you like my mouth on that pussy of yours? Did you like it when I licked you and took your cream down my throat?"

I shuddered. That too—the dirty talk—did something wicked to me. "Yes," I answered. "I loved it."

His eyes glittered. "Good, I loved doing it to you. I want to do it again." I whined. I didn't know if I could handle any more. "What's wrong?" he prompted, arching a brow. "Do you want something else?"

"Yes, Sir," I said, pressing myself as close to him as physically possible. I rubbed my hardened nipples against his chest, scraping them over his pectorals, feeling his cock jump against my stomach—already hard again. "I want your cock. Please can I have your cock?"

"Yes, sweetheart." He smiled. "You can have my cock—mine and Wolf's. Let's go back out there. I'm sure he's ready and waiting for you now."

Hadrian was right, it turned out. The second we stepped back into the bedroom, my eyes settled on where Wolf had splayed himself over the center of the mattress. He was so massive, he took up damn near the whole thing. When he saw me, his hand reached down and gripped his cock. These two men had stamina that I hadn't expected. It was such a fucking turn on. It had hardly been but maybe fifteen or twenty minutes since they last came and already they were hard and leaking. I swallowed reflexively.

"Come on over here, baby," Wolf practically purred. "I've got a nice seat for you to sit on."

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