Page 123 of Stolen Voices

I enjoy knowing I can make him lose control. Maybe not completely yet, but I will soon enough.

“Yes. So wet,” I admit, slipping my fingers inside my dripping core.

“Show me,” he demands.

With a whimper, I pull out and raise my hand in the air for him to inspect my cum-covered fingers. They shine in the dim lamplight.

“Fucking perfect. Slide those fingers back inside your pussy and tell me how it feels.”

“Hot, wet…” I groan as I touch myself. My thighs tense, and my breath hitches as my orgasm builds. “Silky but tight.”

“You’re going to feel so good wrapped around my cock.” Eli grunts as he grips his shaft harder with each pump. “Tell me, princess, how often do you fantasize about me fucking you?”

“Every time.”

“Good.” Eli moves his fist faster over his length.

I match his pace, fucking my hand. The sound of our combined moans and slick arousal has lust burning me up and heightening my desire to come.

“Do you think about me?” I pant.

“For two years, Callie, I’ve been fucking my fist to thoughts of only you.” His admission pushes me closer to the edge. “Fuck, Cal, I’m going to come. Tell me you’re close.”

“So close.” I work my pussy in time to Eli’s strokes as his hand moves faster.

The tip of his dick drips, and my mouth waters at the sight. I pinch my nipple with my free hand, and the pain is a direct line to my clit. My hips squirm as I chase my orgasm.

“Yes, just like that. You look so fucking sexy writhing on the bed, with your legs open wide for me and only me. Best view I’ve ever seen.”

A sheen of sweat covers my body as the fire inside me builds. I close my eyes, feeling my orgasm crest the edge.

“Eyes on me, princess.”

Per his demand, my eyes snap open and meet his. The mark on his left eye sparkles.

“That’s my girl. Ride your hand. I can tell you’re close. Let go, Callie.”

“No, not without you.”

A devious smile splits his face as he steps closer to the bed. “Don’t worry. I’m going to come right after you, and I’m going to cover your tits and stomach with my cum as you scream my name. My full name. Make it loud for the neighbors to hear. Now, do what I fucking tell you and come.”

His promise to claim my body has me falling over the edge as the pressure deep in my pussy explodes in a riot of shimmering white heat. I do as I’m told and scream his name as I come hard. “Elijiah!”

Wave after wave of pleasure rolls through me as his hands snake around my ankles and drag me down to the edge of the bed.

My eyes fly open to watch Eli come with a gritted growl. His captivating eyes never leave mine as the first splash of his hot cum hits my chest. I can’t help but break the connection to enjoy the show. I watch as he fucks his fist and with every thrust of his hips, more cum shoots out of his cock and lands across my tits, my stomach, and above my pussy. My clit convulses again, an orgasmic aftershock from Eli’s erotic claiming.

Both of us pant for breath as we stare down at the carnal masterpiece he painted across my body.

“You’re fucking mine, Calliope, do you understand?”

“Yes.” I feel like I’m floating in the air above, watching on as Eli gently braces the back of my neck with his large palm and guides me to a sitting position. His cum drips down between my thighs and through my slit.

“Slide your fingers through my cum and rub it over your clit.”

I do as he asks.

“Mine,” he growls, threading his fingers into my hair.