Page 148 of Bride By Initiation

The woman cries out, "Two! I need two of you in my ass!"

Jesus fucking Christ.

Zara's eyes fly open. I slide my hand up her torso, playing with her breasts, and then suck on her clit.

"Oh," she moans.

I flick my tongue across her, then circle it, lazily lapping up her arousal and inhaling her scent, wondering why I waited all these years to take what was always due to be mine.

She slides her hand over my head, playing with my hair, and I increase the speed of my tongue lashing against her.

"Oh God," she quietly murmurs.

The woman screams, "Yes! Oh, fuck yes!"

I suck on Zara's clit until it swells, then shove two fingers inside her, and she moans loudly.

I mumble against her pussy, "So wet without me here, my little brat."

"I've been naughty," she whispers.

My cock hardens further. I take my time licking and sucking, flicking her at a torturous speed, enjoying every moment. Before I know it, even though I'm going slow, she's coming, gripping my hair, shaking against me.

"Oh my God, Sean! Oh my God!" she cries out.

I chuckle, then suck her harder.

She arches her back, and I lunge up, pushing her thighs to her chest, and enter her.

She moans.

I thrust in and out of her until she's convulsing against me, and I'm about to come.

But then a man steps next to us, his dick practically in my face.

I jump back. "What the fuck are you doing?"

He acts like nothing's wrong. "I came to join in. I've been thinkingabout your wife since your initiation," he declares, as if it's a compliment I'll appreciate.

I take my fist, pull it back, and hit him so hard in the nose, I break it. Blood spurts everywhere.

"Sean," Zara cries out.

I bark, "Put your clothes on."

She doesn't argue, grabbing her clothes off the floor.

Another man approaches, asking, "What's going on?"

I pick my jeans up off the floor and take the pocket knife out, whipping it open. I warn, "If anyone touches my wife, you're not leaving here alive. Is it understood?"

The scene on stage doesn't stop, the fucking continuing, the woman screaming and moaning her pleasure.

The second man puts his hands in the air. "Noted."

The one with the bloody nose rises, holding his face. "What the fuck did you do that for?"

I point my knife at him with the blade an inch from his chest. "If you ever touch my wife again or come near her, I'll fucking kill you."

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