Page 36 of Speak No Evil

“Watch what my body does to yours,” he murmurs, and I do.

Watching Vrahs’s perfect cock penetrate me is the best kind of porn there is.

We both take a moment to settle into each other, and then Vrahs plows into me.

A crazed scream rips from me, tearing at my freshly healed throat. But I don’t care. Whatever angle or magic or demon dong spell he has on me far outweighs the sting in my throat.

My tits bounce, thighs ripple with each thrust, and each time he draws himself out of me, I think I might die. Might lose my mind if he doesn’t continue to fuck me.

He spreads my lips wider with his first and third finger, while sliding over and around my clit with his second.

Another moan breaks loose as he touches everything perfectly. Hits every sensitive spot within just right without me needing to adjust my body. Not that I could with my limbs restrained.

Vrahs releases my throat, and before I can tell him to put it back, he’s gone and figured out a better way to drive me to insanity.

Using one hand to keep my lips wide, he smacks my pussy with the other.

Electricity zings through me, and I buck and strain against the binding.

He slaps my cunt again, and again, I scream and buck, but this time, he doesn’t remove his hand.

He keeps it there, using the breadth of his fingers and hand to rub my whole pussy.

Not just the clit.

“Jesus-fucking-Christ-don’t-stop-never-stop.” The words tumble out of me, every other one punctuated with Vrahs’s brutal thrusts.

More masculine groaning from my right side, and for the first time, I see Thorne and Ryker.

Jerking each other off as they watch me.

I hardly have space in my head to register how fucking hot that is before Vrahs slaps me again, followed by another whole hand clit rub.

I want to buck and ride the feeling. Chase whatever feels best. But I can’t.

I have to let go and let Vrahs do what he will.

“What a worthy mate.” Vrahs’s voice is lower, more brutal in my ear, and it raises goosebumps along my spine.

“Strong and brave and ferocious.”

Well, that’s not a word I ever thought of for myself, but I go with it.

“Come, mate. Come on my cock, and let me watch the agony of it on your face.”

Yup. I can do that.

Vrahs speeds up the clit rubbing and his thrusts, and I’m already three-quarters home.

“Fuck, fuck, just like that. Don’t ever stop.”

He leans close to my ear, breath caressing my neck. “I will never stop making my mate come,” he says, shoving himself balls-deep into me.

I come with a truly ferocious wail. But I manage to keep my eyes open, fixed on my demons.

Thorne and Ryker somehow come again, spilling sticky seed on each other’s abdomens.

But as my mind is slowly erased, Vrahs’s eyes go black, his skin turning a lovely velvety shade of red.

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