Page 127 of King of My Heart

“Rachel…please.”

I slap her ass cheek harshly and she moans. The bitch moans instead of taking it as a punishment.

“Baby, please. I’m begging you. I need a release.”

“That kind?” I say as I bring my hand between her legs again. I push in with one finger only, dragging another moan past her lips.

“More…please…”

I add a second one but slow down my pace and she cries out with frustration. “Rach…you’re killing me!”

I accelerate, but only so slightly, taking my time to torture her. She’s so wet it’s dripping down my fingers.

“Such a needy little slut,” I chuckle. “I own this pussy, Rose. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she grunts, pushing her hips against me as her breathing accelerates.

“Say it.”

“You own it—fuck, Rach, let me come!”

“I want to hear you say, ‘Rachel, you own my pussy’,” I growl as I push harsher inside her.

“Rachel, you own my pussy. You own all of me, for fuck’s sake, just let me—aah!”

I pick up my rhythm and use my other hand to caress her clit.

“Fuck her with three fingers,” Sam commands. “Stretch her.”

And I do it without hesitation. She protests slightly, but she takes me in anyway. I tap gently against her clit, and I know she’s seconds from coming apart on my fingers, her mouth against Lik’s hard dick. When my gaze locks with Sam’s, he shakes his head slightly and I get the message.

I pull away from her in a quick movement, and she cries out. “Why?! Please, please, Rach.”

“Shut it, Rose.” Sam’s stern voice quiets her right away.

He wraps a tattooed hand around Lik’s neck and forces him to look up. “You wanted to do your firsts with her, didn’t you? You found out there’s a girl your dick gets hard for, and you wanted to have her behind my back.”

Lik’s chest is heaving from tension. His lack of reply makes Sam tighten his grip.

“Answer me, Malik.”

“Yes, Sir,” he admits, his gaze dropping.

“Then you better make her come.”

“What?” Lik chokes. “I-I—”

“I-I,” Sam mimics mockingly. “You did it once, you can do it again. Get your dick wet and show me how much you want her.”

He lets go of him, rounds the chair, and grabs Rose by the waist, settling her on Lik’s lap so she’s straddling him. “You want to come so desperately, little slut? Go on, get your release through him.”

Rose is uncontrollable. She’s been edged enough that her body is running on pure primal need. She grinds against Lik’s cock spreading her wetness all over him.

“Fuck,” he hisses.

Sam takes a step back and I settle behind Rose. Holding her waist, I guide her above Lik’s dick and help her sink on it. Her hands are still behind her back as her fingers grasp my top, gripping me like her life depends on it.

“Rach, wait…” She tenses and I stop. “Fuck, wait, he’s big.”

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