Page 24 of The Filth Kings

She pushed my dick against my stomach and got into my lap. Gliding her pussy down on my shaft, I gripped her hips as I gritted my teeth. Her breath fanned my neck as she started to rock her hips against me. My fingers dug into her hips as I pushed harder into her. I watched one of the smaller monitors as Angel laid back on her king-size bed. She opened her legs wide; I wished that I could see her pretty fat pussy in 3D.

Maylee moaned as she lifted up and dropped down repeatedly, she took every inch of me like a pro while I watched Angel. Angel dipped her index and middle finger in and out of her wet pussy. Her back arched off the bed as she dragged her index finger from her soppy tunnel back up to her swollen clit. She circled her bud teasingly then dipped her two fingers back into her pussy.

She knew I was watching, all week, her feisty ass had uploaded interviews to get my attention. I watched her from my phone, fight her sleep to catch me creeping into her new house to have a taste of her. She fought her sick dark desires for me and I played right into it. I waited for her to fall asleep and moan my name. I let her release all over my tongue while painfully holding back my own nut until I made it back to my estate to nut down somebody’s throat.

The taste of Angel was euphoric, an addicting deadly potion. I knew she had questions that she wanted me to answer. She was at my mercy and not the other way around. I was going to capture her soon, I couldn’t wait to tie her sweet tasting ass up and have my fun once she pleaded for a release. The kind of release that she only got when she fell fast to sleep in my world, darkness.

Maylee snapped me back into the present, she hummed as she gazed at me with a wicked smile of her own. I growled and lifted her up just as my dick pulsed and erupted all over my stomach, shooting up to my chest. A strong discomfort followed by pain raced through me. I quickly grabbed my dick and rocked my hips a little to ease the pain. Maylee fell to her knees and started to lick up every drop of cum that decorated my body. She shook and moaned with my dick growing soft.

“Clean me up then?—”

My grand oak doors to my study space busted open with a violent shove. Impurity’s two massive bull mastiffs stormed in growling. Their muscular forms seemed to absorb the rooms atmosphere. Maylee screamed at the top of her lungs as I started the mental count down in my head to all of Impurity’s theatrics for what he deemed as a grand appearance since he hardly left Arkville.

Impurity walked slow; he wasn’t far behind his pets. I never liked Bolt and Twink; the two dogs constantly terrorized me as a kid. I frowned watching their claws scrape up my freshly polished wood floor. Today I was inside of my study room that was located on the first floor of my home. The second floor had expensive carpet while the first floor had polished wood. The dogs quivered with menace then turned their thick necks to bow before their master who loomed over them cloaked in a long, dark coat.

“Maylee, get out,” I told her.

I never broke eye contact with Impurity. He pierced me with his signature sharp gaze that cut through the air like an unspoken threat. His sinister presence used to amplify the terror inside of me. The older I got, the more accustomed I became of the devil that raised me to the best of his abnormal capabilities.

Maylee normally jumped to any command that I gave her. Right now, she was frozen in place, shook up, which caused me to wonder if it was the dogs or Impurity’s presence that had her petrified. Her wide eyes darted between the monstrous dogs and the malevolent man that controlled them.

“Good to see you again, Maylee,” Impurity stated in a low guttural tone.

He took a step forward and his dogs snarled then took two steps forward. Maylee’s scream got caught in her throat as tears dripped down her face.

“Maylee! Get a hold of yourself and leave.” My voice boomed.

She stood on shaky legs and walked timidly past the dogs. They started to bark and growl her way. Maylee almost got past Impurity and if she was a little quicker, she would have dodged his hand that shot out. He grabbed a handful of her silk tresses and pulled her close to him.

“You miss me?” He snatched her hair downwards. Shamelessly, he inhaled her breath.

“You got dick breath.” He chuckled.

Her face was now beneath his, she sobbed lowly but nodded her head quickly, telling him yes.

“Don’t toy with her, you either give her the fate that you see for her now or release her,” I stated to my father.

I stood up, disgusted with the sticky residue of cum still stuck to my body. I pulled my boxers and dress pants up then sat back down to open up my top drawer to retrieve my wet wipes. I quickly wiped down my body, ignoring the low whispers coming from Impurity. Seconds after I cleaned myself up, he shoved Maylee out the door with his loud obnoxious dogs barking her way.

“Shut them the fuck up!” I yelled over their noise at Impurity.

“Charge!” His voice boomed as he pointed accusingly my way. His dogs charged my way with their teeth on full display.

A cruel grin stretched across my face, with a guttural roar I charged forward like I was one of them. The dogs faltered mid-stride. Their snarls turned to confused growls, then high pitched whines as my presence bore down on them. I barked and laughed when they skidded to a halt, their tails dipped low. I shattered their dog ego like glass and took pride in it. I stood up and looked down at them as they trembled, their jaws slacked as they whimpered out their submission.

“Your dogs recoiled fast this time to me. Train these bitches, for I rip them apart with my hands next time.” I looked into Impurity’s black eyes and turned away from him.

I flopped down behind my desk and continued to watch Angel. My adrenaline faded away slowly as I puffed on my cigar.

“When have you ever played around with a new toy for too long?” Impurity asked.

He told his mutts to sit and walked toward the leather seat in front of my desk. He took off his long black coat, then tossed it over the back and sat down.

“Where are your men?” I asked him.

His filthy guards weren’t allowed on my grounds.

“In Arkville, I have a driver and one guard along with my pets.” He smirked.

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