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Chapter Nineteen
RAELYN
“Hey, Rae.” Drew knocks on the door to my room as he slowly saunters in. “What are you up to?” He’s dressed in a pair of jeans and a tight black Mavericks T-shirt. He runs a hand through his blond hair, his lips turned down in a frown.
“Hey, just reading.” I watch him carefully as he sits down on my bed.
“Whatcha reading?” he quips.
“Um, Kneel by Lily Wildhart.”
“Oh, is it any good?” he asks, raising a curious eyebrow at me.
I nod. “It’s amazing. Probably my favorite book so far.”
“What’s it about?” He stands at the side of my bed as he looks down at me.
And how do I answer that? How do I tell him about the spicy books I read? The dark bully romances, the reverse harem books, the stepbrother tropes? I can feel my cheeks redden under his stare. “Um, it’s a dark, spicy book.”
Drew hums and nods. “Spicy. Phoenix loves to read those.” He grins at me. “She could probably give you book recs galore. All the smut your little heart desires.”
My cheeks flush even further. “Noted. Um, did you need something?” I ask him as I place my Kindle, which Drew got for me to use, beside me.
He rubs his hands on his thighs.
My eyes widen slightly. He’s nervous.
Which in turn is making me extremely nervous. Is he kicking me out? Do I need to leave now? Has he had enough of my bullshit? Oh, fuck, I should have known this wouldn’t last.
“I, uh, it’s nothing. I, uh, just wanted to see how you were doing. Make sure you are still alive. You, um, have been locked away in this room all day.” He shrugs.
I can feel my heart start to race. He… thought I might kill myself?
“Oh, fuck. No! I didn’t mean it like that.” He immediately falls into bed next to me, pulling me close to him. “I’m sorry, Rae. I didn’t mean to use those words. Shit. I’m so sorry.” His arm wraps around me, his other hand smoothing my hair.
It all feels so nice that I melt into him. It shouldn’t feel this nice. I should recoil, push away from him, yet all I want to do is bury myself deeper into him.
Even with all his muscle-y hardness, there’s a softness to him. My body instantly finds comfort in him.
“I know. It’s okay. I know you didn’t mean it.” I softly hum as his hand caresses my face. His thumb and finger grip my chin, and he forces me to look at him. Our eyes meet, and I can feel my body start to vibrate under his touch.
“Raelyn…” His voice is hoarse. His eyes look down at my lips. And before I can even stop it, our lips crash together. In a heated dance, our tongues work against each other, my body electrified.
His hands roam up the side of my body. They wrap around me and lay me on my back, his lips never leaving mine. I moan into his mouth as his thumb grazes my nipple under my T-shirt. My entire body feels like it’s been ignited. Goosebumps cover every inch of my skin.
Drew hovers over me and pulls back slightly. He says nothing, but I can see the question in his blue eyes. I nod, giving him all the permission he needs.
His lips join mine again, his arms boxing in my head.
He slowly kisses down my jawline and down my neck.
He stops to nibble on my ear, eliciting a moan from my lips.
My hips rise in response, and I rub against him, feeling how hard he is.
Drew lets out a groan, and I feel his teeth sink softly into the side of my neck.
This feels wrong, but feels right. I should fight this, right? Why do I feel like I need to fight this? My body feels weird. His body on mine feels so good. His groaning is switching something on in me.
And then he turns feral.
He looks back at me, his eyes burning with a fire in them. Drew sits up and grips my shirt, but before I can get up to remove it, he rips it right down the middle. Like it was fucking nothing.
The cold air hits my skin, and instantly my nipples harden. My heart races as his eyes lock in, and then I feel his warm mouth sucking and teasing my nipple. I can feel his tongue swirl around it, teeth slightly scraping against it.
My hands weave through his hair as I pull softly on it. His hips move against me, and my entire body shivers in response. I’m in overdrive, overstimulated.
Drew switches sides and teases my other nipple in the same manner as the other one, only this time, his fingers find the one he just abandoned. He twists and pulls as he sucks and bites the one he has in his mouth.
“Fuck, Drew. Feels so good,” I rasp out.
He pops off and gives me a seductive smile. “Oh, just you wait.” He sits up and reaches back with one hand, yanking off his shirt like they do in the movies. Like the incredibly hot and sexy way.
And shit, it’s making me drool.
He pushes off the bed and pops the button on his jeans, removing them in one swift motion. And I find that the man is completely commando under them.
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
It’s a beautiful sight in front of me. His body is finely sculpted, his abs very well defined, his V that leads to the promised land.
Oh, and that promised land is a sight to behold in itself.
It is fucking perfect.
Rock hard, it juts out in front of him. His hand wraps around it as he slowly strokes his cock. Meanwhile, his eyes sear into me, like he’s trying to mentally devour me. I watch him take a single step back toward the bed, and his hands reach out and yank off my leggings.
And I’m fucking naked in front of Drew.
Without a single thought, I close my legs and throw my hand over my chest. My breathing picks up, and the cold air kisses every inch of my exposed skin.
“Don’t you hide from me, Rae. Let me see what I’m about to drown in.
” Drew strokes his cock as he watches me slowly open my legs to him.
He lets out a growl, and before I can even blink, he is between my legs.
“Fuck, you are soaking wet. Tell me you want this, Rae. I need to hear your words. Tell me you want me to devour this beautiful pussy.”
“Drew, please. Yes, fucking, yes.” And before I can even get the last yes out, his mouth is on me.
His arms slip under my legs as he pulls me more open to him. I hear Drew groan as he laps at my pulsing core. His tongue runs over my clit, circling it, and holy mother fucking heaven in a mouth. My body starts to tremble from the utter pleasure his mouth is bringing me.
“Oh God, Drew, that feels so fucking good. Please don’t stop,” I beg.
“Baby, I don’t plan on stopping until you are screaming my name, coming all over this cock.” Drew’s eyes meet mine for a moment before his focus shifts back to my needy whore of a pussy.
And needy she is.
I start grinding on his face as I feel his teeth scrape against my clit. He adjusts his arm, and I feel fingers start to push inside of me. I let out a groan as I clench around the wonderful intrusion.
I am so fucking close.
“Drew, I need to come. I’m almost there. Please don’t stop.” I shift my hips as I feel another finger slip inside me. I start to ride his hand and face, chasing the orgasm that I can feel building.
“What an interesting turn of events.”
My eyes shoot open to see Cameron standing at the door. I start to pull away from Drew, but he wraps his arm around my stomach, holding me in place.
“Don’t you dare pull away. He can either leave or join in,” Drew growls as he starts to thrust his fingers faster inside me, and my brain is so scrambled I don’t even notice Cameron has completely stripped, his entire asshole self on display for me.
“How does she taste?” Cameron asks Drew.
“I don’t want to come up for air,” he groans.
My mind can’t process the scene in front of me. Cameron squeezes the head of his thick and hard cock, letting out a hiss as he watches Drew bring me closer to the edge.
“Drew, please .”
“Not yet, baby. I need you to be begging me to the point of tears to let you come.” Drew stops, and I let out a frustrated growl. He looks over at Cameron and nods. “Taste her for yourself.”
And apparently, you don’t have to tell Cameron twice. Because he is on me before Drew can finish the sentence. For a guy who can’t wait to get rid of me, he sure as fuck is enjoying my pussy like it’s a lifeline right now.
“Open up.” Drew suddenly appears next to me.
And I instantly open my mouth. He takes his hard cock and pushes it slowly past my lips. The salty taste of his skin causes me to moan around him.
He groans, “Oh, fuck, that is a warm little mouth. Fuck .”
Cameron’s mouth drives me closer to an explosion. His tongue twirls and teases my very sensitive bud. He sucks on it, moaning, making the vibrations drive me toward insanity.
I just need to come. Fucking Christ.
I’m so close. So fucking close that I can feel it right there. I go to reach down to wrap my fingers in his hair to keep him there, when he pops up and gives me a wicked grin.
“This pussy tastes like the addiction I needed.” Cameron looks from Drew back to me. “What’s wrong, dirty girl? Not happy with two guys having their way with you? Making you a needy little thing?”
I’d love to answer the asshole. But I have a dick in my mouth.
“Want to feel this cock inside you, baby?” Drew asks me as he continues to guide himself in and out of my mouth.
Again, I can’t answer because I have a mouthful of manhood.
So I do the next best thing and try to nod.
Before I know it, Cameron is next to me, and Drew is between my legs. My eyes flicker between them both, and before I can say anything, Cameron is shoving his dick down my throat.
“That’s it. Take it like the slut you are.” I flinch at his words, but I can’t stop. He’s unnecessarily cruel at the moment. And I can’t figure out why.
“You ready, Rae?” Drew asks as he lines his cock up, rubbing through my folds. “Your pussy is soaking wet. You love this, don’t you?”
I hum around Cameron as I feel Drew start to push inside me. And holy shit, it feels wonderful. I pop off of the dick in my mouth and wrap my hand around it as I turn toward the man pounding away between my legs.
“Drew! Oh my God, please don’t stop. I am so fucking close. I need to come. Please,” I beg. These two have been teasing me and bringing me to the edge, each time not letting me fall over. It’s maddening. “Fuck. Drew!”
“Bitch, suck this cock!” I turn toward the voice that is no longer Cameron’s. An ugly, sweaty man suddenly stands beside me.
What the actual fuck?
“Her mouth is fucking perfect. You were right. This little cunt is the perfect fuck toy,” the large, sweat-covered stranger tells Drew.
My eyes flit back to Drew, only it’s no longer Drew. It’s him. My captor.
No!
“Drew! Drew!” I scream at the top of my lungs, or at least I try to asthe creep next to me turns my head and shoves his disgusting dick in my mouth. I gag, bile rising up with each thrust.
“She’s got the tightest cunt I have ever fucked,” my captor says as he starts to lower his body on top of mine.
I can’t breathe. He pushes inside me, over and over. Grunting, breathing heavily, muttering things. Tears spill over my eyes, and my entire body feels like dead weight. His breath reeks of stale cigarettes and whiskey.
Someone help.
Someone fucking help me!
The stranger next to me pulls his dick out just enough, and I let out a blood-curdling scream.
He found me. He fucking found me.
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