Page 103 of Insatiable

“Sounds like you definitely got over me in those two years.”

Kade glares at me, eyes filled with a growing void – his soul rippling into a vortex I want to dive into.

My lungs seize as he drags the gun down, down, down, until he reaches the slit of my dress. “I got over you, just like you easily got over me.”

The tip of the silencer inches between my legs as Kade grabs my hair, elongating my throat. I gasp as the weapon presses to my cunt at the same time his tongue swipes up my throat, teeth nibbling my jaw.

“I want you to cum on my gun.” He moves it against my pussy, my underwear in the way, and I let out a moan.

Stopping his movements, he sucks on my jaw. “Keep going. Rub yourself on it.”

I grind my hips against the gun, needing more pressure. My spine tingles, a coiling heat pooling in my core from how intense it feels, having Kade’s mouth on my body and his gun against the material of my underwear.

“You like that?” His voice is low, and his tongue tickles my earlobe as he speaks, his breath hitching in my ear as I palm his cock. He groans. “Fuck.”

Moaning, I grind harder, chasing that electricity. The tug of my hair, the bite on my shoulder blade, the way his energy merges with mine causes me to shiver as I head to euphoria already.

Whimpers are ripped from my lungs as heat builds in my core, my legs shaking as the silencer runs from my clit to my entrance, sliding and grinding, making my toes curl and my hands grip his shoulders.

I yelp as he rips my underwear off and slides his gun between my legs again, pressing it to my cunt but not entering. “Kade,” I breathe as the pleasure intensifies.

He hisses as I scrape his skin when my orgasm hits like a tidal wave, holding the metal to me as I pulse against it.

It intensifies as he sucks on my pulse and hisses, “That’s right. Fucking cum all over my gun.”

I moan loud enough that the sound echoes around us, throwing my head back as my legs shake, and Kade has to hold me up.

My high goes on for what feels like forever, and I welcome it as he holds me. When I gasp, my heart racing as the pinnacle hits, he spins me around, presses his chest to my back and sinks his fingers inside me. His hard cock is against my ass as he pulls up my dress.

I bite my lip as he curls his fingers inside and fucks me with them – hard and fast.

Ready – I’m desperate for him to replace them with his cock.

I flinch as he pulls them out.

“I need inside this cunt,” he growls as he shoves me forward, bending me over, the leaking tip rubbing against my clit and entrance. He points the gun at No Name, who’s barely conscious.

With one punishing, harsh thrust, he drives home, fully sheathed inside me. I can’t contain the scream I let out or the slap of my hand over my mouth. My pussy welcomes his cock, clenching around him. He’s large, thick, and my tight walls are clutching as he slowly pulls out – then pushes back in until each inch fills me once more.

Full. I’m so full.

He yanks my hair to lift my head to the side, forcing me to face No Name.

“She’s beautiful, right? You agree, or you wouldn’t have fucking kissed her.”

I gasp as he thrusts harshly, pushing deeper, my eyes fixed on the gun he’s pointing over my shoulder.

“Watch what I do to her. Watch how well she takes my cock while you lie there and wait for death. Let her screams for more be the last thing you fucking hear.”

No Name is barely able to open his eyes, his head lolling but I don’t care. The sensation of being so complete, so tight around Kade, has me pressing back, meeting his movements.

For some diabolical reason, having my best friend’s brother screw me while a version of Chris lies in front of us makes me even more turned on. He’s at gunpoint. About to die, and the last thing he’ll see is me being fucked by Kade Mitchell.

My pussy grips his pummelling cock, the faint music of the club hardly drowning out the sound of how wet I am.

When he slows, I beg, “No. Don’t be gentle.”

He wraps my hair around his fist, tugging my head back. “You don’t deserve it gentle, Freckles.”

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