Page 33 of Seduction

Oh, shit. He’s huge and I don’t even know if he’s fully hard yet. I moan into his mouth, and he bites my lip, growling like the wild beast he is before his hands go into my hair.

“Doll,” he rasps against my mouth, and I whimper.

“Creed, baby,” I plead, lifting my hips to grind against him before a cough has him pulling away.

He looks into my eyes with his own lust-filled orbs before lifting his head to see who interrupted us.

I’m not even sure I want to know right now. I kind of want to be left alone so I can grind against him until I find my release, and I’m kind of annoyed I can’t now.

“You’re here right now, interrupting my first kiss with my Doll, why?” Creed growls at the intruder and I moan, unable to stop myself.

His eyes snap back down to me and I can see the dark desire swirling inside him. He wants me, and he looks like he’s about willing to do anything to watch me come undone.

“I came to check on her. Same as you did. No need to stop on my account,” Tor goads him on and I groan, hiding my face in his chest.

Creed chuckles darkly. “I came to check on her and she was panting and moaning so loud I thought I was missing out on the action,” he teases, and Tor chuckles.

“Were you doing something naughty, sweetheart?” Tor taunts, and I sigh.

“It’s all Ollie’s freaking fault!” I snap. “He gave me a bunch of books to read to cheer me up, and now I’m so turned on I can’t think straight,” I huff.

“We can help you with that, Doll,” Creed leans down, running his tongue along my lips and I’m so fucking horny it’s killing me.

“Yeah, sweetheart. Let us help you.” Tor kneels beside the couch and leans over, kissing up my neck and my brain short circuits.

“Okay,” I whimper, and they both pull back.

“Seriously?” Creed asks, and I nod.

“Yes. Just keep it over the clothes. I’m still on my period, but I have a tampon in.” I blush. “I mean if you want to.” Please want to.

Creed’s smile is all desire, and I can hear Tor breathing hard.

“Blood doesn’t scare me, Doll,” he taunts and Tor chuckles.

“Definitely doesn't scare him. I bet he’ll even go down on you right now,” he whispers, and I groan.

“Oh, I will definitely be eating my Doll before we’re finished.” He nips my chin before licking the sting away, dragging his tongue up to my mouth and forcing it through my lips.

Teeth clash as I grip his shirt harder, letting him devour my mouth in the savage way he wants. With one kiss, he’s claiming me in front of Tor like he needs the entire world to know I belong to him.

“Fuck,” Tor hisses, and I pull away from Creed, panting.

“Please,” I whimper, and Creed smirks down at me.

“Tell us what had you so hot before I came in here,” Creed orders me.

Oh, I want to tell him, but can I? Can I really tell him I got hot over a fictional character because of a dick piercing? Creed is slightly insane.

Do women get turned on by their books all the time? Yep. Would Creed lose his ever-loving mind and try and lay claim to prove his worth over said fictional character? Also yes.

Wait...why am I even worried about telling him? I want him to claim me. That sounds fun.

“Make me,” I taunt, and he growls, standing and pulling me up off the couch. Suddenly I’m glad my Kindle is already on the floor because it would have gone flying.

“Our girl wants to play games, Creed,” Tor chuckles and sits down on the couch where we just were. “Strip her and sit her on my lap.”

Oh, hot damn. I can see the bulge in his pants, and I feel myself getting weak in the knees. Are they all freaking hung? Because I’m not sure my vag can take it if that’s the case. Holy fuck.

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