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CHAPTER 22

VIOLET

Oh, how I love waking up this way, in my comfy bed with a wet tongue lapping at my pussy. Max must have woken up super horny today from the way he’s eating me out like he’s starving.

I stretch my limbs, spreading my legs wider and grabbing the headboard for support. I’m close to coming, but he keeps ignoring my clit every time I get there. “Stop teasing and let me come already,” I whine, lifting my hips higher.

He pulls away completely and I’m about to open my eyes to see what he’s up to when the fat head of his cock presses against my clit. I bite my lip and moan as he rubs it there over and over.

“More. Please,” I beg.

I feel him glide down to my pussy, notching himself inside, but not going all the way yet. He really did wake up ready to play.

“Max, please!”

“Max?!”

My eyes fly open at the same moment I’m filled in one hard thrust. Maddox is naked between my legs, biting back a whimper, his head tilted back the slightest bit. Dark golden eyes lock onto mine, and I gasp.

“You thought I was my brother?” He lifts my ankles onto his shoulders and slowly pulls out. “That’s a first. I should get some kind of reward for you finally getting it wrong.”

“I don’t think that’s how rewards work.”

I exhale as he pushes back inside, his balls loudly slapping my ass. Cupping my round belly with his large hands, he thrusts in and out of me.

“Tell me how much you missed me, baby.”

So much. My heart ached for him.

Pretending to be bored, I idly stroke my fingers over the skull tattoo on his chest. “You were only gone for a day. I had Max to keep me busy.”

He stops, his cock deep inside me. Dropping my legs, he leans over and grabs my face, squishing my cheeks. “You’re lying. Want to know how I know you are?”

He slowly pulls his cock out of me and I feel every thick inch dragging along my inner walls as he exits, my eyes rolling back, my body shuddering. “How?” I mumble through his hold.

“A whore like you would never be satisfied with one cock.”

He pushes back into my pussy and I wriggle my hips to get more of him inside me.

“See?” he sneers. “So fucking desperate.”

He slams in the rest of the way and my pussy squeezes him like it never wants him to leave again.

“Ugh!” he whimpers. “That’s it, baby, choke my cock.”

I adjust my grip on the headboard as he fucks me harder. Every buck of his hips is brutal, matching the hungry fire in his eyes, but the touch of his hands on my skin is gentle. This is what being with him and Max is like. A constant tug between pleasure and pain. Degradation and praise. Light and dark. One moment they’re sweet, and the next the beasts inside them take over. I love every part of them. Because they’re all mine.

“Did our brother treat you nice while I was away? Did he make sure our needy little slut had her fill of come?” He straightens up again, butterflying my legs out, putting my pussy on full display to him. I try to look down, but all I see is my bump.

“Yes.”

Fingertips skate over my thighs, leaving goosebumps on my skin. They get closer and closer to my pussy, making it hard to focus on anything other than them.

“Tell me exactly what he did to you.”

They circle where we’re joined, lightly brushing the stretched skin of my opening.

Slap.