Page 167 of Conquered

My attention returns back to Jax when he pinches my clit, a sharp cry leaving my lips at the addition of pain. I’m like a bitch in heat, needing to reassert our bond and mark him, having him mark me in return. My nails rake lightly down his arms, his whole body shivering as they leave red trails in their wake. I can’t help the purr that sounds in my own throat as my eyes follow the lines.

A deep chuckle tumbles from his kiss-swollen lips, his fingers continuing their dance around my nub and along my slit, but never going deeper, leaving me desperately wanting.

“I wanna hear you beg, Baby Girl. Beg for my fingers, for my cock,” he orders gruffly, still teasing me, and denying me what I desperately need.

“Jax, please. Please give me your fingers. I need your cock so deep inside me that I can’t fucking breathe,” I rasp, looking him straight in the eyes. His smile turns positively feral, but he doesn’t relent, still tantalising me until I feel like crying.

“Loki,” he rumbles. “Condom.”

“Why the fuck do you all assume I have them on me at all times?” Loki asks in exasperation, but when I turn to look at him with a—are you serious?—look, he’s pulling a foil packet from his chino shorts pocket. He walks towards us, then holds the condom out to Jax.

“Take it, Baby Girl,” Jax commands me, his tone telling me that if I want what he’s not currently giving, I best follow orders.

“Yes, sir,” I say, a touch of snark in my tone as I do as he says. I just can’t help myself, clearly.

His eyes narrow and his nostrils flare.

“For that, you’ll get one clit orgasm, but no prep for my, what do you call it?” he asks, looking all kinds of smug. “Oh, that’s right, mymonster cock.”

I swallow hard, but I can feel wetness seep from me at the threat, even though given my experience with that cunt, Robert, I know how fucked up it is to get turned on by consensual non-consent. Although, the keyword here is consensual.

“Oh, you like the idea of me forcing my cock inside your tight pussy, do you, baby?” he questions huskily, and I whimper.

He’s still not giving me what I’m craving, and as he’s maintaining eye contact, he sees every glimmer of frustration that crosses my face. Fuck, at this stage, he’ll brush my clit and I’ll fucking come all over him. I nod my head.

“I want to hear you say it, beautiful.”

“Yes,” I murmur, my mouth dry.

“Good girl. Put the condom on my dick, Baby Girl,” he tells me, licking his lips.

It takes me a couple of tries to open the packet, my hands are trembling that much. Finally, I take the rubber out, and after checking it’s the right way up, I look down between us to Jax’s massive erection, straining against his shorts. There’s a spot of dampness on the fabric, right over the top of his cock, which I know is precum, and if Jax didn’t have such a tight hold of my throat, I’d drop to my knees and lick the salty drops that are bound to be smeared all over his tip.

I lick my own lips at the thought, earning dark chuckles from all three boys, Ash behind me and Loki in front.

“Don’t worry, baby. Plenty of time for me to choke you with my cock later,” Jax assures me as I lift the waistband of his shorts up and over his hard length, leaving them to drop to the floor.

Taking his solid member into my hand, I relish the silky soft feel as I wrap my fingers around him, the tips not touchingbecause he’s just that big, and pump up and down a couple of times. I moan at the same time he does.God, I’ve missed this cock!

“Keep that up and I won’t make it inside you. Baby Girl,” Jax rasps, his hand flexing on my throat, tightening so I can no longer move my head.

Although tempted to torture him a little more, I want to feel him push his way inside me, so I stop playing and roll the condom on. He’s breathing pretty hard, and before I can ask if he’s okay, Loki, the wind-up merchant, pipes up.

“Sure you’re fit enough, big guy? I can always take over for you if you’re struggling. We all know blue balls over here ain’t of any use.”

I hear two low growls simultaneously, and I look up to give Loki acut it the fuck outlook.

“Eyes on me, Lilly,” Jax tells me. My attention snaps back to him, at the same time his finger picks up speed, circling ever faster but avoiding my nub until I’m a squirming, panting mess.

“Jax…” I plead in desperation, begging with my eyes for him to let me come.

Without any warning whatsoever, he presses down hard and gets exactly what he ordered moments ago. I fucking shatter with a cry, soaking his fingers, my knickers, and I suspect my harems, as the mind-blowing orgasm sweeps over me, making the stars overhead shine brighter.

Before I can come down from the heavens, Jax lets go of my throat and is tugging my harems and knickers off, helping me to step out of them and my flip-flops, my legs trembling. With a strength that is reassuring given his withdrawal, he picks me up, his huge hands under my thighs, my arms instinctively wrapping around his thick neck, my legs round his waist. He walks us to one of the huge wooden posts, slamming my back against it with a jarring thud.

I barely have time to take an inhale when he’s nudging my entrance with his bulbous tip. He lets out a hissing growl, pushing forward and I can feel my pussy walls stretching almost painfully to accommodate him. Due to the lack of prep, there’s a sharp sting as he keeps surging, and I gasp and squirm in his arms, my legs clenching around his waist.

“Stay still, woman,” he snarls as he goes deeper, and my fucking eyes roll when finally, he bottoms out.