Page 87 of Soulless Deeds

I attacked her flushed skin, chasing the goosebumps that razed from my ambush. I enveloped her nipple into my mouth, and used my fingers to tease the other—the peaks sensitive and highly responsive, judging from Spencer’s screams.

I sucked and indulged, trailing over her flesh before pressing a kiss to the centre of her chest.

She is my life now, everything I am or ever was belongs to her. Above my past. Above Aster. Above Vice. Above it fucking all.

I pressed upward, kneeling once more, my sole focus transfixed between her legs—that weeping fucking centre that dripped with anticipation.

I pulled on her piercing, extracting a low groan from her mouth.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head. “You’re making a goddamn mess of my sheets, and I haven’t even been inside you yet.”

“Fix that, Echo. Before I do it myself,” Spencer whimpered, pushing her hips upward to catch my roaming touch.

Giving in—just a little—I pushed one single digit inside her cunt. I near expired, fucking deceased from the feeling alone, herinner walls clenching onto me like a vice.Oh, god, let me live through this.

Spencer’s breath hitched, fists clamped into the sheets and disbelief shadowed her expression as her frame twitched with a mini orgasm.

I smirked yet didn’t relent, continuing to fuck her with one finger, which curved inside her while my thumb raised to tease her clit. As soon as I massaged her G-spot, a second wave of convulsions took over, a strained cry diluting as trembles wracked her form from head to toe.

“I need you inside me, Echo.Now.”

My breathing was ragged, my thought process barely coherent. I returned her words back to her. “I can’t be gentle, Spence, not right now. I’ll be rough…and I don’t want to hurt you.”

Spencer replied by taking hold of my throbbing dick and squeezing hard. “Last time, you fucking stabbed me. Now, you’re worried you’re going to hurt me. Fucking give it to me, Echo. You know I can take it.”

Her thumb swiped over my tip, pre-cum staining her skin, which she raised and sucked into her mouth.My complete undoing.

I pushed against her thighs, widening them until they hit the bedspread. With her beautifully splayed out and open before me, I leant down into her face, and through gritted teeth, I gave her my command in return. “Scream for me while I feed you my cock.”

SPENCER

Echo buried himself right to the hilt in one single thrust. With my legs parted wide, his length penetrated so fucking deep, I was filled to the brink. I was freshly reminded how fuckingbighe was, my insides spasming from the thick intrusion as a low burn transitioned into swift relief and pleasure.

“You’re splitting me in half,” I whimpered. A desperate plea for more.

“Yet, you take me so well,” he said, pushing forward with intentionally slow strokes. There was no escaping the invasion, and I was down on my knees like a slut, begging for more.

My nails scored grooves into his back as my disarrayed mind tried to use him as an anchor to stay in the present and not get lost in the potent sensation of him.

Then, his dirty mouth took over, and I swear, my consciousness transitioned into the afterlife as his words fed my deprived fucking soul with everything I would ever need.

“Feel that, Sweets? Always ready for me…So fucking ready for me.”

He thrust heavy and true, each time deeper than the last, jolting me with long-awaited fulfilment.

“Oh my god, Echo… Give me more.”

Echo straightened on his knees, his hands tightly grasping the junction between my hips and thighs. His chest gleamed from perspiration as he looked down at our conjoined bodies. Slowing his rhythm, his relentless stare watched as his length continued to pump inside me.

Concentration strained each line of his face, expression piercing and entirely consumed. When he spoke, it was as if he was faraway, in a dream. “Look how good you suck me in,Spence.Look at this greedy pussy suck me all the way in.”

His statement already made me weak, but when his Variant skittered over my flesh, it left such a satisfying impression that my next orgasm came crashing over the crest without warning.

My pussy wept and tightened around his cock until he strained not to come himself.

I was a lifeless form, the orgasmic overtaking rendering me useless, which didn’t stop Echo from moving me around like his own personal sex toy.

In one sudden action, he lifted me upward so we were chest to chest. My wrists braced at the base of my spine as Echo held them together between his strong hands. I sat in his lap, my legs wound around his waist, my hair trailing down my sweaty back as our eyes connected.

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