Page 43 of Crucible
Her flushed cheeks hollow out a moment later as she takes a little more of me before pulling back. She does that repeatedly, each time taking a little more, testing how much she’s comfortable with until her head begins to bob back and forth and she has a rhythm.
Suddenly, she’s in charge of the pace and depth, and I don’t have time to feel salty over losing control because, holy shit, I was wrong before.
She’s mind-blowing.
Her mouth is like a vacuum as she sucks me up.
And for the little time that I last, she owns me.
“Goddamn…she’s doing it,” I think I hear one of my brothers say in awe.
Everything is muted and muddled under the roaring in my ears and pounding of my heart as I erupt, coming like a fire hose down her throat. Aurelia makes a sound of alarm at the first bitter taste of my cum and tries to pull away, but I tighten my hold on her hair and keep her there.
“Cabin rule number three,” I grunt as I feed her my cum. “Swallow every drop we give you. Understand?”
Her mouth is full, so I’m not really expecting her to respond, but she nods like a good pet anyway.
Damn.I can’t stop my thumb from stroking her soft cheek.
She’s staring up at me through wide, vulnerable eyes, and even though hatred and fear are still very much present, there’s something new there, too.
“Come on, asshole. Stop hogging her.”
It’s not until I hear Khalil’s impatient demand that I realize I’m no longer coming, and my softened cock is just resting inside Aurelia’s viperous mouth while we stare at one another like long-lost lovers.
“That was almost decent,” I say, breaking free of her spell. Withdrawing, I tuck my dick back into my sweats. “Lucky for us, we’ll have what’s left of winter to work on your skills.”
It’s a dick move but a necessary one.
I’m grasping for some of the distance I’d lost when Aurelia blew my fucking mind. It works, too, because the docility in her gaze is gone, and she’s back to looking at me like I’m scum.
I am. I won’t deny it.
Khalil stomps forward and is on her before Aurelia can catch her bearings. Some of her fight returns when she realizes it’s not over yet. He drags her away, and the more she resists him, the rougher he gets. I almost snap at him to give her a moment untilI remember he’s my brother, and she’s just some girl who picked the wrong cabin.
Sighing, I shake off the afterglow of my nut and sink to my knees behind her. Grabbing her arms, I force them behind her back before she hurts herself and lock her wrists in one of my hands. I use the other to hold her chin.
“Shhh,” I soothe when she whines and tries to get away. “We talked about this, remember? Khalil is an ass, but he’s not so bad. He just wants to feel that velvet mouth. You made me feel so good, and now it’s his turn. Come on, songbird. Open up and show him what you’ve learned.”
“Please,” she whispers desperately. “Pleasedon’t make me do that again.”
“Aurelia…” I kiss her soft cheek and then slide my lips to her ear. “Be a good girl,” I whisper so that only she hears, “or I’ll have to tell my brothers your secret.”
And so that there is no doubt about what I know, I slip my hand under her costume.
Her incredibly thick thighs are as soft as I imagined, and I can feel myself growing hard again as I fantasize about tossing her to the floor and wedging myself between them.
She starts to squirm again the closer I get to the searing heat of her pussy, but I stop when I reach her damp inner thighs. I can feel Khalil and Seth watching us closely, but I keep what I find to myself—at least for now.
“Do as we say,” I warn, my voice low, “or I’ll show them.”
“No. It’s not…that’s not—”
My post-nut glow fades a little when she tries to lie to me. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
Hooking my fingers into her panties, I wrench them aside, and she cries out from the force and lack of barrier between us now. Cupping her hot puss in my palm, I give her one lastwarning. “Lie to me again, and I won’t just show them your pussy, Aurelia. I’ll spank it.”
Pulling my hand back just enough, I strike her exposed pussy once to show her I’m not fucking around. The sound of our skin connecting echoes around the mostly silent room, mixing with her surprised yelp and the crackling fire.
