Page 76 of Haunted Hearts

Oh hell.

My dick rises to a full salute as Willow turns to face me. Her crawl is slow and deliberately seductive as she approaches. Her full lips part as her breasts swing and her hips sway dramatically, too dramatic to be natural. Theo’s eyes are latched onto her ass, and I know she’s doing it for him. The crotch of his pants tents as she crawls closer to me. Biting back the urge to grab Willow and immediately seat her on top of me, I tuck my hands under my head. I spread my legs apart and watch as Willow situates herself between them. Her tongue darts out and slides over her upper lip. When she reaches out and holds my cock in her hand, I choke on a groan.

Our eyes meet.

“Your hands are warm and soft,” I shrug, trying to play off my eagerness.

“Don’t dawdle, Willow. It's rude for a queen to keep her subjects waiting. Get to work sucking his dick,” Theo orders. “You wanted us to play together, so here we are, playing with our toy.”

Without any more teasing, Willow takes my dick into her mouth. First, it’s just my tip. Her tongue circles it before she sucks hard. I groan as pleasure spikes through me. The sound grows louder as her mouth claims the rest of my dick. My hips buck as she cleans her arousal and my cum off of me. There’s no stopping the sounds that escape past my lips as Willow works true magic with her mouth. Oh hell, this is bliss.

“Brock.”

I ignore Theo as my hips thrust upwards. The tip of my dick hits the back of Willow’s throat, and she gags. I open my mouth to apologize but then she takes me deep into her throat and my vocabulary ceases to exist.

“Brock.”

I growl in annoyance. Without taking my eyes off of Willow, I snap, “What?”

“Give me your scythe.”

Thatgets my attention. No one touches my scythe. I glance over at him long enough to give him an incredulous look before turning back to Willow.

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to shove the handle up Willow’s dripping wet cunt.”

Judging by the hard jerk of my cock and the skip of my heartbeat, I think I can safely assume that I’m onboard with this plan.

“What?” Willow and I ask in unison as she lets go of my dick with a ‘pop’.

She stares up at Theo. “I’m sorry, you plan to do what withwhat?”

Theo doesn’t repeat himself and I don’t need any more reason to call up my weapon. It’s in my hand with just a thought. The Fae steps towards me, reaches down, and grabs the scythe. As he straightens, Theo looks down at Willow.

“I have a feeling that reapers don’t goanywherewithout these things. Imagine, he’ll have your scent to carry with himalways. Doesn’t that sound nice? Whenever he calls upon it, he’s calling a piece of you to him.” He crouches down so that he’s eye level with her. “All I want to do is fuck you with my new friend’s scythe. I feel like that’s a reasonable request."

Willow lets out a breathy laugh. She gives me the side eye before her mouth latches back onto me. It’s so sudden and wonderful, that I cry out. This time she gives it twice as good as before. As her head bobs up and down, Theo stands and walks behind her.

“Good lord… you’re a mess, my queen.”

Willow hums around my dick and I let out a strangled sound of delight. Through hooded eyes, I watch as Theo kneels, almost reverently, between Willow’s legs, my scythe’s blade turned away from us, the tip of the handle in his grasp. He gives me a wicked smile as his eyes darken.

“Let’s make sure Brock always thinks about his toy when he’s working,” Theo whispers to Willow, his free hand sliding up her back.

I can’t see my scythe entering Willow, but I know the minute Theodon has inserted the weapon into her. Her back arches and she sucks in a sharp breath. I moan in time with Willow as her body sways forward and back as Theo works the scythe into her body. Each time her body sways forward, she takes me just a little deeper into the back of her throat. The sounds she makes vibrate around my cock. My eyes roll back into my head as the beginnings of a second orgasm tingle between my legs.

Willow’s body flinches hard over me. I force my eyes to open to see that the hand Theo had resting on her back is now between her legs.

“That’s right, my queen. Look at how well you love being toyed with.”

“You’re doing magnificent,” I agree in a strained whisper.

Willow practically purrs under our approval. The sound triggers my release. It’s so intense that my body seizes up. My hands jerk out from beneath my head to hold hers in place while ropes of cum shoot into the back of her throat. I lose the ability to breathe as stars explode behind my eyes. In the distance, I’m positive I hear angels singing.

Around me, Willow screams, her body going tense.

“Fucking hell,” Theo whispers in awe, still working the scythe in and out of Willow’s body.

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