Page 80 of Haunted

Reaching toward a nearby caddy, I grab a bottle of high-quality lubricant. The room is well-stocked with everything necessary for pleasure, with bottles of various gels and oils scattered throughout the chamber. I coat my fingers generously before slicking my aching cock, the cool liquid a relief against my heated flesh.

My shaft throbs as I position myself behind her, the head of my cock pressing against her tight entrance. She’s relaxed now, pliant under my touch and lost in the haze of arousal I’ve carefully built within her.

“Are you ready for me, Mira?” I ask. One hand grips her hip while the other guides my cock into her ass. “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me to stake my claim on every part of you.”

The vulnerability of this moment strikes me—not just hers, but mine. This isn’t about physical possession anymore. There’s an attachment forming between us, one that goes beyond the Hunt.

But right now, with her open and welcoming me, with three pairs of eyes watching our every move, all I can focus on is the heat radiating from her core and the way she pushes back, silently begging for my invasion.

“I need to hear you say it,” I murmur, pressing the tip inside her ass. “Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” Mira breathes. “Completely yours, Xavier. Please—I need you inside me.”

My cock jerks against her entrance as I slowly push forward, feeling her ass envelop the head. Christ, she’s so fucking tight—like a silken vise gripping me.

“That’s my good girl,” I growl, one hand sliding around to find her swollen clit. The moment my fingers make contact, she cries out, her back arching beautifully as I play with the sensitive bundle of nerves.

I ease deeper, inch by inch, watching her shoulders for any tension. She accepts my invasion easily, considering her ass has never been fucked. Her arousal coats my fingers as I play with her clit.

“Fuck, you’re taking me so well,” I breathe, sinking deeper into her ass. “You were made for this, weren’t you? Made to take everything I give you.”

Mira’s response is a broken moan. Her muscles flutter around my cock as I finally slide every inch inside her, my balls resting against her cunt. We’re both breathing hard. She’s so fucking responsive—every touch, every movement draws another sound of pleasure from her lips.

The three hunters watching us are transfixed, their breathing harsh as they witness me take her anal virginity. Jenson’s usually controlled demeanor has cracked completely, his fist sliding up and down his cock frantically. Marcus maintains his military bearing, but I can see the strain in his shoulders and the way his jaw clenches as he fights to maintain control. Victor’s massive frame trembles with desire, his need desperate as his cock leaks bead after bead of precum.

But they each respect the boundary. They’re here to watch, nothing more.

I pull back before driving into her ass again, harder this time, and she takes every inch like she was born for it.

“Such a greedy little slut,” I growl, my fingers never stopping their assault on her clit. “Do you feel how well your greedy little ass swallows my cock? You love being fucked like this while three masked men watch, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Mira gasps, pushing back to meet my thrusts. “God, yes.”

“Tell them,” I command. “Tell them how much you love being my dirty little whore.”

Her walls clench around me as the words spill fromher lips. “I love it. I love being fucked by you while they watch me.”

Jenson’s voice cuts through her moans, rough with arousal. “Christ, look at her take that cock in her ass. Her cunt is making a puddle on the floor.”

“Such a perfect little cunt,” Marcus adds, his military composure completely shattered. “Made to be used and filled.”

Victor’s deep rumble joins them. “Never seen a woman get so wet from being ass-fucked. She’s loving every second of it.”

Their crude commentary makes Mira’s pussy flood with fresh arousal, coating my fingers as I play with her clit. The combination of their filthy words and my relentless rhythm has her suspended on the edge.

“You hear that, baby?” I thrust harder, my cock stretching her tight hole. “They can see what a dirty little cock-slut you are. How you cream yourself from having your ass filled.”

“Fuck,” she whimpers, starting to shake. “Xavier, please?—”

“That’s it,” Jenson breathes. “Come with his cock in your ass while we watch. Show us how much you love being his fuck toy.”

“Such a good little whore,” Marcus groans. “Taking it so deep in her tight ass.”

“Come for him,” Victor commands. “Let us see you fall apart.”

The combination of their voices and my fingers on her clit sends her over the edge. Mira screams myname as her orgasm tears through her, her ass clamping down on my cock like a vise while her pussy spasms around my fingers.

“That’s my girl,” I growl, fucking her through the aftershocks. “Coming so hard while three men watch you get your ass destroyed.”

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