Page 58 of Deviant Knight

Reaching inside, I grab her by the hips and slide her to me until I can get my hand under her ass to lift her out as I wrap her legs around my waist. Domenico follows her out of my SUV, fastening the button of his slacks as he pushes the door closed, a satisfied smirk firmly in place on his masterful lips.

That kiss alone, while he was fucking her and our mouths were fighting, put everyone we’ve ever shared before to shame. It was hot, intense, and more than I know what to do with at this point in time, so I slam Ciera’s back against the door and window of my Mercedes AMG G63.

“You have two seconds to tell me no, kitten.” Pressing into her, I hold her in place as I shove my clothes past my thighs. My dick has never hurt this badly or wanted a pussy this much. If she denies me, I may very well fall to my knees.

Her breath flows in and out at a rapid pace. She’s still trying to catch her breath, but when I see no attempt at refusing me, I impale her, stealing her need for oxygen from her desperate lungs.

“Oh, Jesus, God,” she cries out, spurring my need to fuck her harder and better than Domenico. We’re competitive. That’ll never change. It’s who we are. We’re both dominant in everything we do. We both want to be better than the other even though we’re more equally matched than either of us will admit out loud.

“That’s right, kitten. I’m fucking this pussy now. I own it, and I own you. It’s my dick that’s going to make you scream louder.”

Dom steps beside us, and wanting me to hear him as much as I feel him, he lets out a deviant laugh, challenging me to prove I can fuck her better than him.

Pulling one of Ciera’s arms off my shoulders as I pound into her, Domenico intertwines his fingers with her while kissing the inside of her wrist. With his other hand, he slides his palm over my bare ass and down until his hand cups my balls. I momentarily lose my breath at the feel of his hand massaging my sack.

“Fuck,” I let out, breathing the curse word across Ciera’s exposed chest.

“He got your lips while I fucked you,” he says, working his lips up her arm. “It’s only fair I get them while he claims your pretty tight pussy this go-round, little pet.”

I’m not going to last half as long as he did if he keeps doing that shit to my balls, but goddamn, it feels good.

Tilting her head toward him, he captures her delicate lips with his, pressing his hard cock against my hip as he continues guiding me to my release as if to show me that he owns us both. Hell, maybe he does, and at this moment, I’m okay with that.

“Is she on the pill?” I force past my lips.

“No,” he says without pausing his assault on her mouth.

“Didn’t you mention her doctor gave you a prescription to fill?”

“Yes.”

“And you haven’t?” I spit out, anger lacing my tone as the need to spill myself inside her reaches an edge I’m not sure I’m ready to jump off of.

“Nope.”

“And you want me to come inside of her?” Goddamn, I’m so close, too close. I can’t stop.

“I did.” He brushes her hair away from her neck, then his mouth leaves her lips, roaming down until he reaches her collarbone, kissing her soft skin as I keep pushing in and pulling back out. “She has a voice. If she doesn’t want us to come inside her, then all she has to do is say no.”

My eyes snap to Ciera’s. There is turmoil swirling in her green eyes. She’s asking herself why she isn’t telling me no. I can see it clearly as if she spoke the words.

Hell, I’m asking my own dumb ass why my dick is bare inside this heavenly pussy. But the thought of sheathing my dick and not being able to feel her bare walls tastes sour even though it was the furthest thing from my mind when I first entered her.

So here I am, releasing myself and it’s the best feeling I’ve ever felt. Until now, Dom was the only other person I’ve been inside without a condom, but this is different. She’s different, but that doesn’t mean Domenico is lacking. It’s just fucking different; both equally good and even more addicting than I care to admit.

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“Is therea reason we’re at your parents’ estate when I clearly told you to take us to Raymond’s and have the others meet us there?” Dom asks as he deposits Ciera on my bed. Once I pulled out of her, he pulled her into his arms so I could stuff my sated dick back inside my pants.

It’s rare for me to sleep here when I prefer my apartment in Brooklyn, but this was a better option. It’s an impenetrable compound with guards that patrol the property and three trained Doberman Pinschers that roam the inside.

“If you want to shower, it’s through that door, kitten.” I point to French doors behind her on the other side of the bed. “There’s a closet in there too. Wear whatever you want.”

“Don’t wash your hair,” Dom adds. “You don’t need to get the stitches wet. I’ll help you wash your hair later if it doesn’t hurt for you to lean your head over, or if you prefer, I’ll get one of the girls to help you.”

“A shower would be great.”

A blush stains her cheeks as she covers her breasts, making a valid effort to shield herself. Her tits are big and natural, and sitting on my bed naked with mine and Dom’s cum dripping from her makes me want to fuck her again.

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