Page 30 of Vicious Intentions

Sage pumped the bottom of my shaft, twisting her hand until she created friction. Giving me a salacious look, she slid her other hand between my legs, teasing my balls. She rolled them between her fingers, squeezing until the pressure caused another growl to escape my throat.

“Be careful taunting me,” I said under my breath.

“Why?”

Her question made me laugh. When she finally wrapped her voluptuous lips around my cockhead, I grabbed the top of her head. It was difficult not to ram my shaft deep inside her hot little mouth. I was able to maintain control as she used her strong jaw muscles to suck, yet my body started to shake almost immediately. “Fuck.”

“That hot?” Hunter mused.

“You have no idea.”

“She’s a little firecracker.” He rose to his feet, unfastening his belt. As soon as he freed his cock, she eased her hand to the base, pumping as she’d done to mine.

I tangled my fingers in her hair, closing my eyes as the pleasure increased. I didn’t want to shoot off my load too early. I’d prefer to do so in her tight pussy. The thought brought a smile to my face.

As soon as Hunter groaned, I opened my eyes. She was giving him a hand job, one with a magical purpose in mind. I had to wonder just how innocent our little lamb truly was. Perhaps the erotic stories she wrote had been from experience. Or maybe she was a quick study. Whatever the case, I was in seventh heaven.

“That’s it, beautiful girl. Suck me.”

Sage pulled back, blowing across my cockhead. Then she tugged against my hold, pouting her lips until I gave her some freedom. She licked across Hunter’s slit before taking his cockhead into her mouth. He immediately threw his head back, issuing a harsh bellow.

I heard Cain chuckling from the other side of the room where he stood as if emperor and director of the seduction. I rolled my hand down the taut muscles of my stomach, stroking the base as she took Hunter’s cock down an inch at a time. While it was more than fair to allow him to enjoy her wet lips, my needs were selfish. There’d be no way I could hold off for long.

After grabbing a handful of her hair, I tugged her back, my gaze hazy as I stared into hers. A man could find his soul in the sapphire depths of her eyes.

If there was a chance one could be found. I’d accepted a long time ago that I’d grow into a man with no conscience just like my father. It was strange that after the limited time she’d spent in my clutches, I wanted to become a better man. Maybe the fucking bourbon was spiked.

I allowed her to drag her sweet tongue down the underside of my cock, tempting me into becoming more brutal when she popped one of my balls into her hot mouth.

“Fuck, woman. Careful.” As if my suggestion was going to be heeded. She’d shed her inhibitions, accepting her fate in the hands of three savage men. I admired her spunk and tenacity, but that only made me want to break her even more.

As soon as she pulled the tip of my dick into her mouth, I impaled her throat, unable to keep my extreme hunger at bay. She had one hand wrapped around Hunter’s cock, still twisting, the friction driving him nuts, but she placed her other hand on my thigh. The way she dug her fingernails into my skin was strangely appealing.

I rolled onto the balls of my feet, fucking her mouth as if I was a dying man. It had been so long since I’d been with a woman and this was… shit, I could come easily. My mind was a freaking, blurry mess from the buildup of stripping her of her innocence.

“That’s it,” I managed, barely able to focus. The strangled sounds she made were beautiful music, the only kind I wanted to hear. I’d already lost my precum to a slice of her tongue raking across my cockhead. My balls were aching, and I wanted to fill her mouth with my seed, requiring her to clean off every drop.

“My turn,” Hunter growled, ripping her from my arms. I didn’t fight him, needing to cool down. The scent of her pussy was far too attractive. Later, I’d come in her throat.

I backed away, fighting to keep from stumbling as I adjusted my trousers. Then I grabbed a glass, filling it in with Blackjack. “She’s fucking incredible.”

“Yeah, she is.” Cain’s gaze hadn’t left her since I’d forced her onto her knees, forever watching like a hawk. He’d already removed his clothes and was now idly stroking his cock with enough pressure I could tell he was in pain. He was truly a twisted fuck, but that’s why we got along so well. Hunter was the Yin to our dark Yang, keeping us centered when we often preferred going off the rails. “She’s going to be a powerful addition to our lives.”

“So, we’ll get a big house in the outskirts of Chicago, defy the normal traditions?” I was mostly teasing, but as soon as I issued the suggestion, it was as if a light had gone off in his mind.

“That’s exactly what we’re going to do. She’ll marry us. We’ll raise a fucking passel of kids and rule the goddamn world. If anyone wants to fuck with us, they’ll realize they made a huge mistake.”

While I laughed, I could tell the man was serious. “We’ll keep her in chains, tied to a huge bed.”

He snorted, his eyes no longer focusing. “Something like that.”

Nothing Cain said any longer shocked me. While I’d hungered for her almost as much, I hadn’t imagined us together forever in the vision of my future. I wasn’t certain any woman could handle my sadism or the heritage I’d grown up with.

“And how do you propose to keep her father from tracking us like dogs?” I pounded back a portion of my drink, curious as to his answer.

“That’s simple,” he said as he shrugged. “We kill the bastard. But first things first. We need to fuck her. Then we’ll go hunting. In case you haven’t experienced it. There’s nothing like live, human prey.”

CHAPTER 9

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