Page 70 of Owned By Shadows

“SCREAM MY NAME” BY THOMAS LAROSA

HUNTER

Istare into Nik’s eyes, his pupils blown, his skin covered in a sheen of sweat as Iris sits in his lap, sated, flushed, and so damn gorgeous my chest hurts.

“Peaches.” She looks at me, her cheeks rosy, her eyes hooded, and fuck, she looks so damn sexy. “It’s time for Nik to finally learn his lesson.” She takes a shuddered breath, clearly understanding my meaning as she gives Nik a quick peck on the cheek, then gets off him, leaving a big fucking mess in his lap. “Thank you for the lube, baby.”

Nik’s nostrils flare as I step into his space, grabbing his short hair in my fist and pulling tightly, tilting his head back until he’s looking up at me. He hisses, and I chuckle, staring straight into those gorgeous fucking brown eyes of his.

“You’re going to watch our boy eat your cum out of her pussy while I use it to fuck that tight arse of yours,” I tell him, his body trembling as my words hit home. “And you’re not allowed tocome. You’re lucky I let you just then, but you won’t come again until we see you back in England and your cunt of a father is dead, understood?”

My dick is a steel rod in my shorts, and I glance down to see he is quickly filling up again.

“Understood…Daddy,” he replies, and fuck me, having him under my power like this is a head rush I never knew I needed.

“Good boy,” I coo, bending down to rub my cheek against his, our stubble rasping. “Now turn around, shorts down, and bed over the bed for Daddy.”

His whole body shudders, and I smirk, swiping my hand over his now hard dick, gathering up his and Iris’s cum to use as lube, just like I promised. I’m a man of my word after all. He hisses out a breath, but I move back, giving him enough space to do as I ordered.

A female moan has my gaze darting to the bed, to find Roman with his face buried in between my Peaches’ thighs, her discarded knickers left in a ruined pile on the sheets. I open my fly, pulling my rock-hard cock out and coating my shaft with the lube of two of my baby’s.

Rowan approaches the bed, his dick out, and Iris twists her face to the side.

“You’re still on a ban, Roo,” she tells him in a breathy voice, and a deep chuckle falls from my lips. Glad I’m not the only one, though unlike me, Rowan doesn’t have two other willing holes to use.

He gives her a smile that has most men shitting themselves as he gets on the bed. I watch as he holds his hand out, palm out, under her lips.

“Spit.” Her eyes widen, but she obeys and his grin grows. “Again.”

Pleasure skates up my spine as I work my dick, watching as he makes her do it two more times. Then he takes his hand,coating his hard length with her saliva, and I have to grip my base hard to stop myself from coming at the thought of coating myself like he is.

My gaze snaps to the man in front of me, who’s waiting exactly as I instructed, shorts down and shirt off, bent over the side of the bed, trembling, ready, and waiting. I admire the sight for a few moments, making him wait even longer, his body twitching with anticipation.

“Such a beautiful boy,” I praise, my free hand gliding down his spine. He gasps, his body arching into the touch. “And all ready for his Daddy to fuck him raw.”

Two deep moans and a lighter, more feminine one sound around me, and I flick my gaze to find Iris and Roman looking at us, their gazes lust-filled.

“Did I tell you to stop eating her, Baby Boy?” I question with an arched brow, and he blinks, shaking his head before dropping his lips back to her sopping core. “Good boy.”

“Oh god,” Iris moans, and I smirk, knowing she loves my dirty talk as much as Roman, and clearly Nik.

I look back down at the man before me, taking my hand from my dick and trailing my fingers over his arse cheeks, watching as his skin shudders.

“I’ll be kind and warm you up first. It is your first time after all, Sweetheart,” I tell him softly, probing between his cheeks until I find his hole. “Deep breath, darling.”

He does as I say, and I push one finger inside him, his rasping moan going straight to my cock and making it weep for him. I work my finger in and out slowly, waiting for him to start to push back against it before adding another.

“Fuck, Hunt,” he snarls, his back dotted with sweat, which I plan to lick off once I’m inside him.

“Keep breathing for me, darling, you’re doing so well taking Daddy’s fingers, getting ready for me to fuck your tight hole,” I coo, and once again a chorus of moans fills my ears.

I soon add another finger, working until he’s panting, cursing in Russian, and then I pull them out, leaving him gasping.

“Hunt,” he keens, twisting to look back at me, but I use my free hand to turn his face back to watch Iris, who’s panting and looks to be close to another orgasm.

“You keep your eyes on her,” I order, lining my tip up with his entrance. “Roman, make our girl come while I push into him.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Roman replies, and my eyelids flutter. I fucking love the control. Knowing that they are all following my instructions sends tingles up and down my spine.

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