Page 58 of Wicked Truths

“It’s like the scent of your cunt is all my brain can process,” Liam growls against my ear as he frames my back. “Do you have any idea how badly I want to spear you on my cock?”

“Keep fucking dreaming,” Marcus retorts. “Just like that, princess.” His head falls back as his abs flex. I tighten my grip on his knot as his balls seem to get firmer. “I’m about to bust.”

It sounds a lot like a warning. Maybe it is? I’m not sure because it’s a warning I don’t heed. My cheeks hollow as I tease my tongue over his piercings.

Liam does something truly magical with his fingers, raking the front wall of my sex, and I moan around Marcus.

“You’re going to come all over my hand, now!” Liam barks.

My body complies like an alpha can actually bark an omega into an orgasm, which I’m pretty sure is impossible, but I go with it.

“Fuck, Oaks. I’m going to flood your mouth,” Marcus growls. “Can I take over?”

I nod and try to say, “Yes.”

Who knows if it’s even coherent, but Marcus wraps his hand in my hair and starts to fuck deeper.

“Mind your teeth and relax your throat while you coat me in your slick,” Liam says, his warm breath fanning over my neck. “Goddamn, how do you manage to fuck her without embarrassing yourself?”

“It’s not easy, but it is enjoyable asfuck,” Marcus grunts.

Pleasure jolts through my system with staggering force.

“Seriously, your sweet little cunt is strangling my fingers,” Liam taunts.

Marcus growls, sounding truly animalistic as his shaft swells almost painfully large. I’m barely able to keep myself upright as my nails dig into his thighs. “Eyes on mine while I come down your throat!” he barks.

My eyes have been squeezed shut, but they pop open at his command. His grip in my hair is so tight it’s difficult to even meet his gaze, but I manage it. The small amount of pain in my scalp only manages to rachet my desire higher.

Marcus’s free hand lands on my cheek, tenderly brushing his tattooed fingers over my skin.

Liam continues to tease my clit, working his thick digits in and out of my sex. “Goddamn, you’ve drenched me in your pussy. I can’t wait to jerk off using your slick as lube.” He grinds against my ass, and he definitely got his dick out at some point.

Marcus growls as his cock jumps.

I don’t have words to describe the look of carnal hunger on his face. He shoves me deeper, and I choke as his cum floods my mouth. I keep my eyes on him and do everything I can to make sure he enjoys it. He never fails to pamper me with pleasure, and I ache to do the same.

I slide my hand from his thigh to wrap around his knot as I try to relax my throat. He spills in my mouth for so long, and I’m so focused on him that it’s like I have tunnel vision. Like he and I are the only two people in the world, which doesn’t even make sense because Liam is definitely still fingering me.

“Goddamn, dirty girl.” Marcus stares down at me as his chest heaves. His muscles are tight and corded, and all I want to do is make sure he knows how much I care about him.

Sex probably isn’t the best way to show emotion, but he was so upset. I mean, who wouldn’t be? I just need him to not shut me out. Angel has always been a sensitive subject for him, but the bomb Johnny Kincaid dropped was a lot.

“What?” Marcus asks, smirking. His snake bite piercings glint in the light as his eyes sparkle.

It’s not an actual thought. I’m pretty sure it’s instinct, but I crawl right into his lap. My panties are still on and pulled to the side like the first night before he destroyed them.

Liam grumbles a bit, but I ignore him for the moment.

I wrap a hand around Marcus’s neck and use the other to pull my panties all the way to the side before sinking down on his still very hard shaft.

“Christ, that looks utterly obscene,” Liam says.

“It feels unreal too,” Marcus murmurs. He grips my hips, lifting and dropping me on his swollen length.

“If you were a good team player then you’d spin her around so I can suck on her tits or clit,” Liam says, his warm breath fanning over my shoulder. He’s close. Apparently, he’s not afraid to make sure he’s included.

“I’ve never been good at sharing.” Marcus shoves his mouth to mine. I bounce on my knees, but me on top always takes some time to get the hang of. I’m not sure what all alpha cock looks like, but if I had gotten a real chance to examine Marcus’s dick before we had sex the first time then I would have sworn there was no physical way possible that it could fit.

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