Page 49 of V for Vengeance

“Sure you do. Put your hand on his head and make him go where you feel it the most—the same way you do when I’m between your legs.”

V groaned low in her throat, stomach retracting, and did exactly what she was told. She sunk a hand into my hair and guided my mouth to all her favorite spots. My cock throbbed and pushed against my pants. It should bother me how wet she was, bother me how much Sloan was clearly getting to her, but it only made me more desperate to fuck her with him listening.

He'd know he wasn’t the only one who could get our girl off the way she liked.

Driving my tongue inside and getting my cock loose of its prison, I stroked myself to the sounds of her moans and the low groans Sloan tried to smother but couldn’t. It was in his tone how much he was turned on by what I was doing to her, and I wanted to torture him just as much as I was already torturing V.

“Click on the video, love. Let me see what he’s doing to you,” Sloan demanded in a husky whisper, and V cursed, back arching.

I traced her wet slit’s shape with the tip of my tongue before pulling away. Her eyes were on me, asking for permission. What a good girl she was.

Smirking, I nodded. “Let him see, maus.”

I added another finger, fucking her with them in a way that would drive her absolutely wild. Her legs quaked, and she struggled to hold onto the phone so she could do what he asked. I teased her clit with my thumb, satisfied that even after all we’d done, I could still get her exactly the way I wanted her—failing to do anything but moan my name and react to the pleasure I gave her.

“Fuck. Just…wait a second, Phil,” she pleaded. “Oh, god.”

Ignoring her, I rubbed harder circles over the sensitive nub and watched her body dance with terrible bliss. Sloan groaned in frustration, desperate to see our girl succumbing to the pleasure I gave her, so I slowed my movements and nodded at the phone.

“Go on, mein Schatz.”

With a shaky hand and her body covered in sweat, she finally clicked on the video. When she turned the phone my way, Sloan was propped up against his bed’s headboard with his cock out and already in hand, watching the two of like we were his personal show—and honestly, we were. It might’ve started as a thing I did to V, but now we were all victims of its torture.

V's eyes fled down her body to where I was between her legs, asking a question I didn’t immediately decipher. Then I realized she was afraid I’d stop here; that my punishment was to end gratification altogether and steal the moment from her. She wanted more, and when I flicked her clit with my tongue, her fear was quickly replaced by excitement. How could I ever deny my sweet maus anything she clearly wanted enough to worry it’d end?

“Set it on the side table,” I instructed.

V’s eyes closed as she sucked in a breath, then she leaned the phone against the lamp on the bedside table so it’d capture us on the bed. She did her best to make sure Sloan could see both of us, but the angle could be better, so I’d fix it soon.

Staring at her, I got to my feet and undressed without a second of hesitation. I rarely cared about being naked in front of others, but the way V always seemed surprised by my tattoos and piercings made disrobing around her sexier somehow. She acted like she’d forgotten all about my body and how hot she found it in the day we hadn’t been naked. So I took my time, discarding each piece with a pointed stare fixed to her.

Out of my periphery, Sloan’s eyes wandered to me a few times, but they were quickly back on V to see her reaction. It might be dark where he was, but even I could see how hungry his stare was. He wished it was him. He was envious he couldn’t be the one making her sing out in pleasure.

His hand squeezed and slid down his shaft a few times while watching the two of us. Like me, he was lost to the atmosphere, and he wasn’t afraid to show just how much he liked what was happening between the three of us.

I beckoned her with a finger, and she crawled over to me like it was second nature. Because it was. I grabbed myself around the base, putting it directly at her mouth, then took a handful of her hair in an unforgiving grip.

“Get it wet, maus.”

Her eyes sliced up to my face, but this wasn’t a new command. Still, she played her role well enough—always hesitant and asking at first, but then feral and lost to our plays shortly thereafter.

Her tongue peeked out, licking the crown before taking the full length of me all the way to the hilt. I swallowed and tilted my head back, overcome by the sensation of her perfect fuckingmouth wrapped around my cock. She’d gotten so damn good at using her tongue, it was shivers down my spine every time.

“Fuck, that’s perfect, V.”

Her little moan was another explosion of sensation in my lower stomach. She swallowed around my cock like I’d taught her. She was a quick study. I’d never get tired of how well she used her throat. One glance at the phone told me that Sloan was boiling over with envy. It gave me a giddy feeling in my stomach, and my cock throbbed in our girl’s mouth when I thought about how desperate he’d be in the end.

The pleasure of her skilled tongue and vibrating throat made it impossible not to fuck her mouth so hard she’d choke on it. With both hands, I slid in and out, fitting my entire length before retracting. I fought to stay off the edge as she worked her tongue against the spots that drove me mad. I didn’t want it to end here, so I yanked her head so she came off with a pop.

“On your back,” I growled at her.

V swallowed and wiped her mouth before quickly lying back on the bed. I got our little Hunter out of her clothes and fixed the phone so Sloan could see everything I did to her. V stole glances at it, but I grabbed her around the jaw and slammed my mouth down on hers. Rubbing the crown of my cock against her wet opening, I teased her body into another curve. Sloan’s wanting groan hit my ears, and I slid my eyes over to the screen to watch him stroke himself faster.

Fuck. I was way more into this than I ever thought I would be. It was a major fucking turn on to have her when he couldn’t.

“That’s it, maus. Let him hear you. Let him see how good I fuck you so there’s no question you’re being taken care of while he’s away.”

“But I—” she started before I cut her off with another kiss.

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