Page 6 of Dirty Little Secret (The Devils You Know #1)

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JACKSON

I grind my cock against her pussy, her tight leggings doing little to hide her reaction to me.

The moan that tumbles from her full lips has me growing even harder, and I can’t hold back any longer.

I need to taste her, feel her wrapped around my cock.

When I finally have her pussy dripping for me as I slam inside, taking whatever the fuck I want from her, I might just come undone.

We’re going to push her limits, because we all know that’s what she wants. We’ll force our way inside her until she’s seeing stars. She’ll have no idea where the fuck she begins and we end, and our Little Viper won’t ever want to give us up.

“We’re going to own every inch of you,” I snarl, her leather jacket long gone as I grip the middle of her shirt, tearing it open with little effort, exposing her lacey black bra.

She’s trying to kill me.

I pull the cups down, exposing her full, beautiful tits, her nipples hardening from the cool night air and arousal—my mouth waters with the need to taste them.

I’m starving for her.

Knowing I can’t remove the mask, I push to my feet and loom above her.

Reign and Kale are on either side of me, and I feel at home like this.

With them by my side, and our girl powerless before us, there’s nothing I could ever want more.

“Head down, ass up,” I demand, my voice leaving no room for protest. Her eyes glaze over, swimming with lust and submission as she obeys me without a single complaint.

I knew she wouldn’t. I knew she’d be our perfect girl.

Kale crouches down, his large shadow shrouding her delicate frame from the light, as he shreds her black leggings from her body with his bare hands.

Savannah gasps, her wide eyes furious at the act, and I can’t say that I blame her.

At the rate we are destroying her clothing, she will be limping out of here in nothing but her thong and bra.

The idea of her walking around like that has my cock jerking in my jeans, and I want nothing more than for our girl to wear proof that all three of us have claimed her. I don’t give a single fuck who sees.

Savannah Carter is ours.

“ Fuck , that ass is just begging for my cock, isn’t it, Little Viper?” Reign grits out, and I can tell his restraint is starting to wear thin.

He wants her, and he wants her now.

Get in fucking line, lover.

“Her mouth is mine,” Kale adds, yet before either of them can make a move, I take control.

“None of you are touching her until I taste that perfect little cunt. I want her shaking and screaming before anyone’s cocks go anywhere near her holes.

Am I fucking clear?” I can feel each of their gazes on me, no doubt shocked by my dominant tone.

I don’t ever use it with them.

That’s just not how we are together. Yet, the heat rolling off them tells me they like it.

Maybe a little too much. I keep my focus on Savannah, relishing in the fact that I hold all the power here.

Usually, the twins take control, and it's always like that when we fuck.

I submit to them willingly and gladly, but that's not happening with her. I crave— no , I need to be in control.

I drop to my knees behind her now exposed, round ass, and push her thong to the side, revealing her bare, pretty pink pussy, glistening with proof that we were right about her.

Almost in sync, the three of us groan at the sight of her arousal coating her inner thighs, and fuck if I don't get to lick it up, knowing we're the reason that it's there.

“Keep your fucking head down or I’ll stop eating my pussy, got it?” I command.

“Y-yes,” she stutters, and I push my mask up, resting it on top of my head, and lean forward, inhaling her heady scent. Fuck, the smell of her alone has me wanting to bust a nut.

“Fuck this, get that ass up now, I’m fucking you while you eat that filthy little slut’s cunt,” Reign barks impatiently, not used to me being the one throwing around orders. My dick is so fucking hard right now at the thought of having him inside me while I taste her.

Doing as he says, I shift onto my hands and knees, then bury my face into her. The instant her sweet taste hits my tongue, I growl in satisfaction.

For years, I have wondered what she would taste like, salivated over the thought of having the twins and her at the same time, but nothing I have conjured in my mind compares to the taste that I’m experiencing right now.

She’s so fucking hot, and I am addicted.

Reign reaches around and unbuckles my jeans, pulling them down over my hips. “Shit, man, can I fuck her mouth, please? ” Hearing Kale ask me for permission draws a deep groan from me, and I pull back to look over my shoulder at him.

“Make her take every inch of that cock, baby,” I answer. A noticeable shudder rolls over my best friend as he nods, moving to the front of our girl, positioning himself on his knees before her mouth.

I swipe my tongue from asshole to clit, and I love how she trembles. Savannah is so responsive, and when she pushes back against my tongue and begins grinding her pussy against it, I lose all train of thought until I feel Reign ease inside me.

I purr into her pussy at the feeling of him slowly filling my ass, and when he grabs my waist roughly and moans into the night air, I smirk, still tasting her wet cunt. He knows I love to be fucked hard and rough, and he does it so fucking well.

When the sounds of our Little Viper slurping Kale’s girth fill our ears, both Reign and I weaken. I can just picture her choking on his thick dick, spit dripping down her chin. I want to taste them like that, and I make a mental note for next time.

“Swallow my big fucking dick, baby,” Kale praises, and her pussy throbs, pulsing against my tongue.

She likes to be praised. She and Kale have that in common.

“Fuck!” I grit out when Reign slams his hard length all the way inside me, stretching my tight hole so fucking good that I almost black out from the sheer ecstasy.

“Take my cock, motherfucker, you know you want it,” he pants through clenched teeth. He fucks into me hard and fast, making Savannah moan as his thrusts push my tongue deep into her cunt, her mouth stuffed with an almost delirious Kale.

I suck her clit into my mouth as I press back against Reign, urging him to fuck me harder. His thrusts grow wild, pounding into me like a man starved, and his large, rough hands grip my hips as he drives into me with reckless abandon, chasing his release.

I want him to ruin me. I want them to use me, and our girl, until there's nothing fucking left. Instead, the fucker stops, pulling out of me slowly, and I ignore the irritation that always follows when he doesn't finish me like this.

Leaves crunch beneath his booted feet as he walks around to stand beside Kale.

And it's too dark for me to determine what exchange passes between them. Silently, Kale walks behind me. His cock, a little bigger than his brother’s, pushes against my hole, and the irritation I felt before is long gone, replaced with excitement.

Our Little Viper has worked him into a frenzy, which means he won't hold back with me.

“Open your dirty mouth,” Reign says, looking down at our girl, and I look up to watch as his hips move forward, her lips wrapping so nicely around his cock, that five seconds ago was fucking my ass senseless.

My own cock is hard as a fucking rock at the sight, and when Kale pushes the back of my head down into her pussy again, he doesn't remove his hand. He holds me there. My nose brushes against her sweet hole, my lips sucking on her, and when I feel him stretch me, all fucking bets are off.

He drives his cock into me in one hard thrust, until he is buried so deep inside that I stop fucking breathing.

I don't even realize that my mouth is no longer on Savannah’s pussy, until Kale fists my hair, pulling my head backward so that I can look up at him.

His face is obscured, but I know he needs to look into my eyes when we're like this.

He needs connection in ways Reign doesn't, and every time we fuck, we get closer and closer to each other. If that’s even possible.

“Did I fucking say that you could stop?” Reign barks, his jaw tight as he fucks our girl’s throat, and we know he isn't talking to her. Kale releases his hold on my hair and looks over at Reign.

“What's the matter, you jealous that I'm fucking our guy while your cock is buried deep inside our girl’s mouth?” Kale taunts, and I love it when they get greedy because the angrier they are, the harder they fuck, and at this point, if I don't fucking come in the next few minutes, I'll die.

I'm so fucking gone for them.

Reign pulls out of Savannah’s mouth, before he slowly kneels, getting to her level.

“Do you like being used like this, baby?” he soothes, raising his hand to brush away the white strands of hair sticking to her face from saliva, pre-cum, and sweat.

“Y-yes,” she says, her voice all breathy and exhausted, and it must do something to Kale, because he stops thrusting and pulls out of me, walking to stand beside his twin.

Oh, this should be fun.

I waste no time standing, adjusting my mask until it’s back in place, and moving to stand on the other side of Reign as the three of us gaze down at her. She looks totally fucked, yet none of us have had her yet.

“Do you want to taste what you do to us, Little Viper?” Reign questions, and the desire in his voice almost makes me whimper. Savannah looks up at us and nods in answer.

“I wanna hear you fucking say it,” Reign demands, and even though we're in the dark, I don't miss the twitch in her upper lip.

She’s hiding a smile, which tells me that our woman likes this a little more than I thought she would. Clearing her thoroughly fucked throat, her slumped shoulders straighten, and all three of us go still.