Page 58 of Beautiful Revenge

I wrap my arms around his neck, weaving my fingers in his hair as my legs wrap around his middle.

“Good girl,” he praises before pulling out of me and slamming home, slapping the outside of my thigh.

“Yes! God, yes!” I scream, lifting my hips to meet his every thrust.

He slows his movements, his eyes daring me to protest. When I don’t, he leans down to kiss me again, this time a little rougher than before. “Tell me what you want.”

I glare at him. Asshole.

“You know what I want,” I growl, moving my hips to fuck him, but he pins them down with his hips. “Fuck.”

“I do, but I want to hear you say it. Say it, Briar,” he commands.

“I want you to spank me. I want you to fuck me so hard I cry and beg for more,” I hiss, and they both groan.

“Jesus,” Devon grunts, but I never move my eyes off Dylan.

“You want me to dominate you instead of Devon?” he asks quietly, and I nod. It’s not often I ask him to take on this role, but I want and need it tonight.

“Yes.”

He nods, pulling out of me before slapping his dick on my pussy. “Hands and knees, Briar. Now,” he orders.

I do as he says, scrambling to get into position before he slaps my ass hard, slamming himself into me.

“Shit!” I scream, my chest falling to the bed.

“She wants to cry, Dev,” Dylan says, spanking me harder as he starts to fuck me. “Come choke her with your dick until she can’t breathe.”

“Fuck. Yes,” Devon says, moving to stand before me. He cups my cheek with his hand. “What happened to being somewhat gentle, babe?” he asks, a smirk on his face.

When I don’t answer, Dylan spanks me again as he pulls almost all the way out before slamming back in. “Answer him.”

God, that’s hot. “I came in less than a minute on his tongue and realized just how much energy I need to burn off,” I tell them truthfully, and Dylan stops moving behind me.

“What’s going on, Brie?” he asks softly, reaching to turn my chin so I can look at them both. “Tell me what’s going on in that head of yours, baby.”

I swallow. “I’m just wound up and feel like a ball of nerves. I need… I need you to be rougher with me this time. Please.”

“We can do that,” Devon says, sharing a look with Dylan.

“Of course we can.” Dylan pulls out before sliding back in gently. “You feel so fucking good, baby. You want me to fuck you while you choke on Devon’s dick?”

“Fuck yes,” I hiss, and he slaps my ass before beginning to fuck me harder again. His hand tangles in my hair, pulling my head back to give just the right bite of pain.

I squeeze around him, and he groans, using his free hand to slap the side of my hip as Dylan guides his cock to my mouth.

“Open wide, baby. We’re about to take you for a ride,” he says darkly, and I swear to fuck I almost cum again.

“Shit. She liked that,” Dylan grinds out, fucking me at a brutal pace.

Devon chuckles as he slides his cock along my tongue. He moves his hand to the other side of my head, so they’re both pulling on my scalp. I moan around him, closing my mouth to suck him in deep.

“Oh, fuck,” he growls, yanking on my hair as he looks down at me. “You think you’re in control, baby?” he asks, a darkness to his voice that sends shivers down my spine. “Think again.”

He pumps his hips, pushing the head of his cock down my throat until I can’t breathe. I relax my throat the best I can, but I know he’s doing it on purpose and loving every second of it. I also know I asked for this. The orgasm I will get from the breath play will be so fucking worth it.

“God, you look like such a good girl holding him deep like that,” Dylan praises, slowing his thrusts down and reaching around to tweak my nipples.

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