Page 36 of Seduction

“Thank you.” I beam and he smiles back.

“Any time, Hal. Any fucking time,” he promises before leaving me alone with Luke, Tor and Matty.

“Are you okay, Matty?” I whisper, and he nods.

“Good. I’m good. Sorry we intruded,” he states before leaving the room with a deep frown on his face. Huh, I wonder what that’s about.

“Don’t worry about it, baby. He’s just never really witnessed anything like that before,” Luke reassures me.

“Like what?” I ask, slightly confused.

“He likes you. That’s never happened before, but it’s his story to tell you when he’s ready.”

I nod in understanding, leaning deeper into his arms as Tor pulls my feet into his lap.

“Take a nap, sweetheart. You deserve it.”

Yeah, I could definitely go for a nap.

Oliver

I walk into my room, hard as a rock from the scene we all just walked in on, with Creed hot on my heels. I feel his hot breath at the back of my neck causing goosebumps to erupt all over my body.

“Did you like that, Ollie? What Torren and I did to my little Doll? Our little Doll?” Creed whispers in my ear, reminding me of the visual of her head tossed back while her orgasm overtook her in utter ecstasy.

“Yes—” I moan out my answer.

His hands come up my sides and pull me back into his already hard cock. The man honestly has the stamina of a breeding bull with his recovery rate.

He moves his hands up to my chest, nibbling down my neck.

“I’m always so rough with you. I don’t think I’ve ever worshipped you before, Ollie. I may love my Doll, but I love you too. I’ve never said it to you before, but I’m learning words are important, so I want to worship you, Ollie. Will you let me?” Creed breathes out.

I’m too fucking shocked to speak. He’s changing for the better each day now that Haliee’s here to complete us. I simply nod, and he starts undressing me in an almost tender way that causes tears to fill my eyes. He trails kisses as he goes until I’m completely naked with him kneeling in front of me.

“This is for you today, but have no doubt, later on you will feel every inch of me pounding into that sweet ass of yours, love. I hope you’re ready cause I’m taking what is mine either way.” He runs his hands over my thighs sending shivers up my spine. I’ve never been in this position before. Usually, Creed kneels on the bed so we’re on level ground, never kneeling for me.

I can honestly admit I’m not dominant whatsoever, but I’m starting to see the fucking appeal as this psycho god brings his mouth closer to my weeping cock, licking it from base to tip.

I toss my head back with how good it feels. I don’t get my dick sucked nearly as much as Creed and Corden do because I’m usually the one giving the pleasure, by my own choice, but this shit feels amazing. Just when I think that, I look back down at Creed in time to see him smirk as he swallows me whole.

I’m about to be a one pump chump because I’m seriously close to losing my load. Creed rotates between swallowing me and licking up and down my cock. My eyes cross when he licks my tip before swallowing me again.

The feeling of his mouth on me has me both begging and cursing. Begging him for more and cursing myself for rarely receiving pleasure this way.

He runs his hand back up my thigh, not stopping until he’s cradling my sack. He swallows me again, gently squeezing, giving me the most delicious feeling of pleasure and pain. His thing is blood. Mine is pain. He knows this all too well.

“I want you to cum down my throat, Ollie,” Creed growls out, releasing my sack and delivering a swat to my ass cheek. I yelp out and feel the tell-tale signs of my release going down my spine. I grab on to the back of his head and hold him down on my pelvis as I unload into his mouth. Jet after jet of cum leaves me as my legs start to shake.

“Fuck!” I shout out, finally pulling him back and allowing him to breath. “We are so doing that again soon!” I shout in my excitement.

“Fuck’s sake, Creed. Suck the man’s dick once in a while, and now he’s a brat,” Corden comments, coming into the room.

“Say, man. How’s that bear defence coming? Seen any more?” I snark back.

“Brat!” Corden shouts, running back out the room.

“The fuck are you going on about?” Creed asks, laughing at our antics

“Well, Corden has the habit of fighting bears to feel more like a man, especially after a rather embarrassing feminine episode.”

“Ah, I see. Oh, this is going to be fucking fun!” Creed says, grinning like the psycho he is.

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