Page 60 of Justyce
“Enough,” I growl.
Acheron’s eyes fly to me, a scowl on his rugged face as he wipes Kenzi’s juices from his mouth. He’s pissed that I stopped him from feasting on my Dark One’s snatch and it makes me grin.
Kenzi whimpers in protest and I nudge her off my lap. She stands up awkwardly, pulling at her skirt, those electric blues swimming with wrathful lust.
There is so much I want to do to her,with her, which drives me fucking insane. She makes me livid and I hate that she still has this hold on me, that she’s still in my head. But instead of admitting any weakness, I cap the bottle on those emotions and follow up with libertine crudeness with a dash of asshole.
“Dirty Little Debt,” I pause for theatrics and drag my eyes up and down her delectable form, feigning disinterest, which I’m anything but. “See that shaggy white rug over there?” I nod toward the fireplace where the rug is situated.
I catch Acheron’s smirk from the corner of my eye. His scar hooks up from just below his lip as he eyes me. Knowing my brother the way I do, I know this is right up his alley.
Kenzi’s gaze flicks over to focus on the rug. She stands there unmoving, as if dissecting the rug and fireplace.
“Did you hear me?” I snap.
Her head flings back to face me, face red and anger radiating from her. It makes me smile to see I’ve managed to crawl underneath her skin like she does mine.
Raising an eyebrow, I wait for her outburst. Actually, I’m anticipating it. The fucked up thing is it makes my dick harder than it already is.
It’s a Mexican standoff between us and I yearn to wreck her pretty face and see tears stain her cheeks. I’m a sick fuck, and I accept it.
We stare at each other for what feels like hours but has only been a minute. Kenzi doesn’t break character. No , she only seems to screw with my head more.
Slowly, ever so fucking slowly, Kenzi pulls her tank top over her head to expose her perfect fucking tits and I’m ready to nut already. The tank has barely hit the floor before she’s sliding out of her pleated skirt and left standing in those damn thigh high socks. Acheron groans beside her and readjusts his raging hard on.
I have shared women before with him, but none of those were Kenzi. She’s always been different to me.
Her eyes don’t vacillate from mine as she steps back toward the rug and stands tall. There is no shame on her face but there sure as fuck is determination. Kenzi wants me to know that she’s not the same girl I pushed around in high school. Little does she know there is going to be a hell of a lot of pushing, except this time it’s going to be in that sweet pussy and ass of hers.
“Good girl,” I praise, and she flushes red. I’m certain it’s not from the fire or the anger she harbored moments ago. “Now bend over, baby. Give us a perfect view of your tight little holes.”
Her teeth sink into the bottom pillow of her lip and her eyes dip toward the rug. She turns around, her movements slow like molasses dripping, and it takes every piece of my composure to stay rooted in place.
Kenzi sinks down on the rug and places her hands in front of her. She looks over to Acheron first and then to me before assuming the all four position. It shouldn’t rowel me up inside that she looked to Acheron before looking to me, but it fucking does.
The fire crackles and the orange light coruscates off her flawless skin. I motion for Acheron to stand next to me; he does.
The princess plug winks back at us and her pussy is absolutely dripping wet. I’d almost give anything to know exactly what’s running through that pretty head of hers, but I’ll dissect that another time.
Her eyes flicker, oscillate between me and Acheron. She’s nervous. The slight tremor running through her body gives her away.
“You’re saturated, baby. If I didn’t know better I’d say that tight little cunt is imploring to be fucked seven ways to Sunday. Am I right?” I demand, my voice comes out hoarse and not sounding anything like it usually does.
Kenzi whimpers and bites her lip again. “Not good enough, Dark One. I want your words.”
“Yes,” she says and I barely hear the whispered plea.
“Louder,” I command.
I notice her jaw clench before she clips, “Yes.”
Fuck me, I’m ready to annihilate every single hole in her body.
Closing the distance between us, I shuck out of my shoes and clothes and revel in the way her eyes eat up every morsel of my hard body, especially the way her gaze lingers on my cock.Yeah she remembers what I’m all about.
I kneel down behind her, push her midnight blue hair over her right shoulder and toy with the princess plug in her ass.
Kenzi’s eyes flare and she looks like she’s seen a fucking ghost with how wide they are. “Oh yes, baby, I’m going to have this hole tonight. Acheron, brother, get your ass here.”
