Feral King (The Dominant Bastard Book 1) by Sparrow Beckett

Author:Sparrow Beckett [Beckett, Sparrow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“Oh god,” Minnow whispered. “Evil fucking bastards. I hate you both.”

“Yeah.” Rodrigo snorted. “I could see how much you hated Severin a few minutes ago.”

She’d been so content and now Severin wanted to start this again?

They both leered at her and she stomped her foot impatiently, which made her round parts jiggle. Their interest only increased.

Severin gazed at her hungrily. “Touch her wherever you want, but no penetration.”

“Hands only?” Rodrigo asked, eyeing her as though she was a sculpture she was working on.

“Not necessarily. Just keep your dick in your pants.”

“Please, Mister Leduc – don’t do this.” Minnow protested, her tone sulky rather than adamant. She didn’t want more teasing, but could she really bring herself to refuse this?

She could feel the hot gazes of strangers fixed on her, and it was hard to resist squirming the way her body was demanding.

Severin brushed his fingertips along the underside of her breasts, and her nipples tightened to excruciating peaks. She shivered and pouted at him prettily.

“Please – I’ve been so close all day. Two minutes of this and I’ll be groveling so loud you’ll be ashamed of me.”

Rodrigo moved further behind her and his fingers grazed the sensitive flesh below her ass cheeks.

Both of them touching her? Teasing her? She was never going to survive this.

She gasped and frowned, her gaze flicking back toward Rodrigo even though she wouldn’t be able to see him without craning her neck. Not being able to see him or anticipate what he’d do next freaked her out. Slowly, Severin trailed feather light touches up and down her skin, the feel of his rough, cruel hands being gentle and teasing was completely orgasmic. She quivered and tensed, muscles twitching and shifting. Rodrigo matched Severin’s pace, their grazing touches exploring, meeting up, parting ways, never reaching her pussy even though her clit was already throbbing. Minnow mewled in protest, trying to shift away from their hands, but unable to go far.

“What’s wrong?” Severin asked her, feigning confusion. “Women are supposed to like foreplay.”

“A few minutes.” She gasped. “Maybe an hour. Not weeks, you bloody sadist.”

From nearby a woman said, “Weeks? I’d fucking kill you.”

“Pardon me?” came the male response, the tone threatening.

There was the sound of a scuffle, but Minnow was too focused on what was happening to her to worry about some other submissive.

“Me fucking you wasn’t enough?” Rodrigo whispered in her ear.

“You seemed to enjoy it at the time,” Severin whispered in the other ear.

The heat from their bodies reached her naked skin, and she was forced to imagine them taking her that way – sharing, one in front and one behind.

Minnow cried out, her entire body shaking.

Maybe if the orgasm she’d had the other night hadn’t been ruined on purpose it would have held her over, but now that entire evening was a blurred memory. That memory sometimes became a dream too, or a daydream, and sensations from it popped into her head at the worst possible times.

So many women thought they wanted two men at once, but what they didn’t realize was it meant being helpless and picked on.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.