Page 93 of Vengeful Melodies
Her mouth works feverishly, slick and hot around me, the wet sounds thick and messy—slurps and suckling that make my muscles twitch with need. I can feel the way her tongue slides against my cock, every lick and swirl setting my skin on fire, every sloppy, eager motion pulling me deeper.
She gags again, choking slightly, but her eyes stay locked on mine—wide, glazed, begging without words. I yank her hair a little harder, forcing her to take more, and a harsh growl rips from deep in my chest.
“Fuck, you’re such a dirty girl for me,” I rasp, voice rough and low. “Look at you, gagging on my cock like you want to drown. You’re mine to use. Mine to break. And you love it.”
Her fingers clutch my thighs as she tries to hold herself steady, her body trembling with every shove of my cock, every breathless gasp. I press my palm hard against her head, holding her down, making sure she knows she’s got no choice but to take it all. I watch as her face turns a dark red, and with restraint in feel slipping I pull myself free from her hot mouth, watching as she takes a ragged breath.
“Touch yourself,” I growl, voice low and commanding. “Show them how much you want it, how much you need me.”
Her hand slides between her thighs, fingers trembling as she strokes herself, her skin flushed and shining with sweat. Herbody arches toward me, desperate and aching, every shudder pushing her closer to the edge.
I lean down, my voice a low, rough whisper in her ear. “You want it, don’t you? Want me to fuck you so hard, make you scream for me?” I grin leaning up, “Beg for me,” I command, voice sharp, dark. “Tell me you want my cock in your cunt. Tell me how much you need me to fuck you hard and to break you, and rebuild you with each fucking orgasm I wring from your body.”
Her whimper breaks free, barely a whisper but thick with need: “Please, Kai… fuck me. I need you to fuck me.Break Me. I’m yours—use me.” Dreya looks at me, her green eyes glossy and wild.
That’s it. That’s all I need. I move back as I grip the sides of her shorts and pull them free from her legs, exposing her glistening cunt as the others suck in a groan. I move between her thighs, my piercings shining as I pull back just enough to line myself up, then slam into her hard, the fullness makes her gasp and shudder beneath me. Her cunt clamps around me, tight and hot, and she cries out, biting her lip to hold back the sound.
But that won't do. I don't want my girl to be quiet. I want her screams, her moans and her desperation laid bare.
My hands grip her thighs tight, fingers digging into the soft skin as I pound into her. She’s shaking, gasping—moaning my name like it’s the only word she remembers. Like a prayer she can't help but repeat.
“Look at you,” I snarl, eyes burning as I watch her fall apart. “So fuckin’ good for me. You take it like a perfect little slut.”
She cries out, her body arching, and I tighten my grip, dragging her closer, locking her in place. Her cunt squeezes around me like she doesn’t want to let go. God, I can feel her. Every flutter, every twitch. She’s dripping, soaking us both, a mess of spit and slick and broken moans.
“You were made for this,” I whisper harshly, leaning in close, voice just for her now. “Made to be worshiped. Ruined. Fucked.”
She’s shaking beneath me. A masterpiece—wrecked and wrecking me back.
My hands stay on her hips, fingers biting into that soft skin like I can brand her with touch alone. She’s clenching around me, slick and gasping, tears streaking down her flushed cheeks. And fuck, I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.
I lean in, tongue trailing along the edge of her jaw before I growl, “Mine.”
But I feel it. That shift in the air. The hum of breath just behind me. Boots scraping lightly against the RV floor. I glance over my shoulder, and sure as hell—Alix is there first. No longer able to hold back, and watch as our girl breaks below me.
Alix is shirtless, long hair a mess like he’s been fisting his own cock. His crystal green eyes flash as he licks his bottom lip, gaze locked on Dreya, on where I’m buried inside her.
“Couldn’t stay away,” he murmurs, voice like gravel. “You gonna share, mate?”
I don’t answer. I don’t need to. My grip shifts slightly as I pull out slow and cruel, dragging a moan from her throat. She’s trembling, her eyes glazed and pleading. I don't wait another second before slamming back into her, fully sheathing myself in her tight cunt.
I brush Dreya’s hair from her face, pressing a kiss to her temple. “You want them, Siren?” I whisper. “Want us all?” She whimpers. Nods. Barely.
That’s all it takes.
Alix’s hands are already on her thighs, spreading her wider beneath me as I stay buried deep, not ready to let her go.
“Look at her,” Alix groans. “So pretty...”
Bash kneels beside us, kissing up her arm, trailing his tongue to her shoulder. “Songbird,” he breathes, “you’re gonna drive us insane.”
Takoa doesn’t speak. He kneels near her head on the couch, fingers brushing her lips. She kisses them instinctively, mouth open like a prayer. “I want to feel your lips wrap tightly around my cock.”
Alix steps forward. “Darlin’, you look like sin dripping down Kai like this…”
Alix kisses her stomach, his hands trembling slightly as he works himself free, dragging the swollen head of his cock along her inner thigh. Bash strokes himself slowly, eyes flickering between me and Dreya.
“She’s dripping down your cock, Kai,” Bash moans. “Holy fuck…”