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Abe uses his hands to pull my pants further off my hips, and give himself full access to my cock and balls. He pulls his mouth off my cock and swirls his tongue around my throbbing crown, as his hand wraps around my base and strokes me. His other hand reaches between my legs to roll my sensitive testicles in his fingers, and a deep moan leaves my lips just as a shuddering cry leaves Dinah’s.

My hands yank Abe forward forcibly, and I shove my cock down his throat as I use my hands to grab fists full of his hair, and fuck his face without mercy, until I’m roaring my release and coming down his throat. My cum just keeps gushing out of me until I can feel it spilling out of the seal of his lips around my length.

“That’s a good little cum whore, Abe. Fuck, your lips and throat feel so good around my dick.”

Once I’m spent, I release my hold on him and pull away. I watch, captivated, as he turns around to Dinah, grabs her by the bloody shirt front, yanks her away from Sammy, and pulls her down to her knees, before forcing his mouth on her shocked lips.

He pulls back and pushes her mouth open with his fingers tight around her jaw, and I see a glob of my semen inside her pretty, pink mouth. He licks her open mouth, taking it back into his own and then spitting it right back into hers. It’s so erotic watching them pass my cum back and forth.

I move forward, grabbing a handful of each of their hair and pulling. “Swallow,” I command and watch as they do. Then I hold my hard cock between their faces, slapping it first on Abe’s face and then on Dinah’s. “Lick me clean, my dirty whores.”

Their tongues snake out and lick my throbbing cock from tip to base. More drops of cum escape me, and are quickly licked up by both of them. I release a tight groan, knowing that if I don’t stop them, I’ll be fucking both of them, right here, on the bloody floor, for hours. I pull back, and Dinah releases a whimper. My eyes meet Sammy’s, and for a quick second, I’m sure I see desire in their depths. Desire for me or her, I can’t tell.Well, fuck me. If he gets on his knees for me right now, I’m done for. I won’t be able to resist.

“It’s time to go home. I want to fuck you both, but not here, not like this.” I regretfully pull up my pants and tuck my hard cock away, despite its throbbing protests.

Dinah gets up from the floor with a sigh. “Okay, just one more thing to do then.” I watch as she dips her fingers into the mess that was once Blaine St. Andrews’ chest, and begins to write on the wall.

Chapter 42

The Protector

Sammy

Wereturnedtoournew home after murdering the St. Andrews’, so that Dinah could get cleaned up and we could attempt to process what we all just experienced. I feared us showing up at Ezekiel’s parents’ house with a blood-soaked Dinah might be a risk too significant to take. For once, all three of us males were in agreement, a bloody miracle if you ask me.All puns intended.

Dinah just walked into the large bathroom in her room; I can hear the water running and her humming, as she prepares to wash off all of the sins she committed tonight. She seems lighter than when we left here earlier for dinner. As if the murdering of Brotherhood souls has helped reawaken a part of her. If it helps bring her back to me, I will lay them all gagged and bound at her unhinged feet so she can go on another killing spree.

I desperately want to get in there with her and lose myself in her warm heat. The image of her on her knees for Ezekiel keeps rising within my mind, bringing sinful and illicit desires with it. I start shedding my clothes, determined to have a moment alone with her, just us like it used to be, before those two fuckers come sniffing her out, and they will. They are both now just as obsessed with her as I am.

My thoughts return to earlier in the day when I had to dispose of Elizabeth, removing another possible threat to my Nightstar. It brought me a sense of peace I hadn’t felt in some time. How many more threats must I extinguish, before we are released from the cuffs that bind us to the Brotherhood?Will we ever be free?

My morose thoughts leave me when I step inside the bathroom, and spy Dinah through the glass shower door. I am mesmerized as she uses the shower head, trailing it across her body in slow, sensual motions. The water adds to her seduction, creating a vision of a frolicking water nymph before me. One destined to bring me to my knees and lure me to my death willingly.

I don’t hesitate, stepping inside the shower area, a man lured forward by a siren. Her head rises, and her stunning, bright eyes meet mine. I watch as her pink tongue peeks out and licks her bottom lip, and before I can restrain myself, I’m on her, shoving her against the tiled wall and caging her in with my body. My lips crash onto hers with the hunger of a starving beast, as I devour her gasps and moans.

I grab hold of her thighs and lift her body from the floor, her legs wrapping tightly around my waist. My hard cock slides between her slick folds as I thrust, nudging her clit and inducing a needy moan to escape her that I swallow. Her arms wrap around my neck as her fingers make their way into my hair, and she pulls on my strands, trying to crawl inside of me through our joined mouths.

Fuck, she feels fantastic pressed up against me, her soft, warm, wet skin against all of my firmness. I pull back from her tight embrace, my fingers tightening harshly on her flesh, the thought that later she will bear the imprint of each digit making its glorious way across my mind.

“Slip me inside of you, Nightstar. I need to feel my heaven, baby.”

She doesn’t hesitate, reaching down between our wet flesh and grabbing a hold of my rigid cock. Her fingers trail over it with reverence before her thumb strokes the crown, forcing an animalistic growl to leave my lips. A satisfied smile graces her mouth before she positions me at her entrance, and I push inside her warm, tight pussy with a moan.

I slam myself inside of her pussy until her pelvis is pressed flush against mine, and a small scream leaves her mouth. My harsh thrusts slide her across the slick tile, forcing moans to escape her lips. Her fingers return to my shoulders, her nails digging in and offering the sweet hint of pain I crave. She tightens around me until she’s strangling my cock, and electricity races along my spine with a desperation to unleash my load inside of her.

“Baby, rub your clit for me. I need you to cum for me, my beautiful Nightstar.” My words are mumbled against her lips, all the sensations threatening to bring me to my knees. I use one hand to brace her small body against the wall and wrap my other one around her throat, tightening when she doesn’t immediately comply with my request.My naughty, defiant Nightstar.

“Who do you belong to, Nightstar?” I thrust and grind into her until her head bows back against the wall and her eyes close with a whimper. “Who does this pussy belong to? Tell me, my dirty girl.”

“Ah…fuck…you…yours…it’s yours,” she moans as I keep up my relentless pounding pace into her sweet pussy. The sound of skin slapping skin is a stunning symphony of sounds.

“That’s right, baby, you fucking belong to me. This pussy is mine. Your heart is mine.” A deep groan escapes my lips as her fingers make contact with her clit between us, and rub against where we are joined. I need to hold off; I need her to cum first so that she’s reminded of whose dick her pussy belongs to, and will always belong to.

“Sa…mm…y, I’m goi…ng…to…cum,” she gasps as her whole body tightens painfully around me and trembles with her orgasm.

Her orgasm pulls mine from my body, and a wave of bliss crashes over me as heat rises up my spine, and along all of my limbs. My knees weaken momentarily, and I have to use my upper body to crush Dinah to the shower wall so I don’t drop her. My forehead leans against hers, our breaths leaving us in harsh pants. Her blue eyes are open at half-mast, staring back at me with sleepy satisfaction.Fuck, I want to pat myself on the back for putting that look on her face.

“I’ve missed you and I’m sorry. I love you, Dinah. I will always love you, and you will always belong to me regardless of whose ring you wear or the name you bear,” I whisper the words between us, needing her to hear and understand their validity. No matter what happens from this moment forward, nothing will change that. She will always be mine and my everything.

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