Page 46 of Claiming Ours
Before I could respond, with his hold in my hair, he yanked my face right to the center of her thighs. A feral moan rattled in my throat at the first taste of her on my tongue as I did just as he instructed. Sweet and tangy, her flavor was now embedded in my cells, one I’d never forget and would crave the rest of my life.
Reaching into my pants, I fisted my cock in a punishing grip and jerked in time with each slow swipe of my tongue. Baylee squirmed on Liam, his feral grunts filling me with smug satisfaction, knowing he wasn’t getting out of this without some pain-filled restraint either. Soft, quick pants made her chest riseand fall in quick succession as the porcelain skin of her chest all the way up to her cheeks flushed a perfect pink.
I hissed in protest when he yanked me back by my hair. I bit my tongue to keep from cussing out the asshole as his hand dipped between her thighs.
One thick finger slid inside her dripping pussy to the first knuckle before retreating, repeating the motion each time, sinking deeper. I stared, mesmerized, as his finger disappeared inside her, barely breathing except for the harsh grunts that escaped with every jerk on my cock.
“Describe how her pussy takes my finger, how she stretches around it like a good girl.”
I forced my focus from her weeping cunt to Liam’s face. His eyes were sealed shut as if in pain, teeth digging into his lower lip. When his lids fluttered open and his gaze locked on me, the firm grasp in my hair tightened in a not-so-gentle reminder of his demand.
“She’s fucking perfect. I could come just watching her pussy suck your finger in like she’s desperate. I bet she could take more,” I rasped, holding on to my sanity by a damn thread. This was by far the hottest, most erotic thing I’d ever done, and I fucking loved it. “She’ll need help to relax to fit two inside her.”
Without warning, he jerked me forward until my lips were hovering over her core while his finger continued to slowly thrust in and out.
“Suck on her swollen clit, then. Help her relax enough to take more.” He leaned in close to her ear. “We need to get this pretty pussy stretched and ready to take me at some point, sweetheart. Stretch your cunt so I can fuck you in all the ways I’ve fantasized these last few months without hurting you.”
“Yes,” Baylee begged. “I want it now, please,” Her head rolled side to side along his shoulder as tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. “I need it.”
“Don’t worry. We know exactly what you need.” His gray eyes met mine in a silent demand to help ease her pain in the best way possible.
Fucking gladly.
A slight sting radiated along my scalp from his tight hold as I inched forward to wrap my lips around her swollen nub. At the first flick of my tongue, her rasped scream echoed around the cabin, making me smirk. Below my lips, Liam’s hand moved back and forth. The grunt that came from him and the following sweet mewling from her told me he’d added another thick digit.
“Fucking hell, just two of my fingers can barely fit,” Liam hissed.
Humming, knowing that small vibration would send her over the edge, I sucked hard and nipped. Her body shook, chanted curses filled the air, and the delicious sound of Liam’s fingers pumping in and out grew louder as she gushed with her orgasm. As she slowly came down from her high, I gave a last lick and gentle kiss to her pussy before sitting back on my heels.
Liam’s hold fell from my head to cup her breast, keeping her tight against his chest. Not wanting to waste a drop, I licked my lips clean, still staring at the obscene way his fingers stuffed her pussy full.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” I grunted as I squeezed my cock to keep from coming in my pants. My balls fucking hurt, and my dick was almost raw from jacking off with no lube.
Liam’s hooded gaze met mine. It felt like he read everything going through my mind.
“Go take care of yourself,” he ordered, voice tight from his own unfulfilled need pulsing through him.
My legs trembled when I stood, barely holding my weight as I stumbled to the side. “You’ve got her?” I didn’t want to be a dick and walk away to focus on me after that perfect scene hecontrolled for us. Baylee’s aftercare was more important than me finding relief.
“Yes, of course.” He angled a disbelieving, awed smile at Baylee, who looked so damn relaxed that she very well could be asleep. “Go.”
Elvis stood and stretched from where he lounged in front of the fire, but I waved him off, not wanting my dog to watch me fuck my hand in the shower. Thank fuck he didn’t react to Baylee’s screams or my tortured grunts.
Not bothering with the overhead light—the open door allowed enough light to filter through—I immediately stripped, eager to get rid of the constricting material.
Gripping the lever, I twisted it all the way to the left, waiting just outside the freezing-cold spray until it warmed while teasing my cock and gripping my balls, too keyed up to stop. Water pounded from the showerhead, soaking my hair first, dripping down the sides of my face as I pumped my fist from base to tip, flicking the barbell pierced through the head until a hiss whistled through my clenched teeth from the perfect pain.
Blinding light had my lids popping open at the sudden burst that filled the bathroom. Through the fogged glass, I found Liam standing in the doorway with Baylee in his arms. The shock at the disruption quickly changed to an unrelenting craving.
“Sweetheart here wants to watch you.” His voice was so tight, I almost couldn’t hear the words over the shower. “You good with that?”
Good with her wanting to watch me jack off? Was that a trick question?
“Fuck yes, she can watch me any time she wants.” I ran a palm down the glass to clear the steam, allowing her to see me clearly. Her wide, crystal blue gaze took in every inch of my inked body. “Like what you see, Bay?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
I looked down at the swirls of black designs that covered my chest to the Mexican sugar skull tattoo decorating my rippled abs. The small barbell pierced through the head of my dick glinted in the light, and a devilish smirk pulled at my lips. Wiping away the steam right in front of my cock, I stepped closer to the glass, almost pressing the sensitive skin to the smooth surface in my desperation for her to see it. I knew the second they both noticed the piercing.
