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“Never been more sure of anything apart from you three,” I respond, breathless and excited.
Without saying another word, all three of them start to undress. Muscles covering every inch of their bodies are unveiled and I’m finding it difficult to not drool at what’s in front of me.
Hawk, ready and eager to begin, palms his cock, rubbing his hand up and down its length as he stares at my incapacitated form. He wants me, aches for me, but knowing he’s not running the show he turns his face toward Cole, waiting in anticipation as he continues toying with himself.
Lifting himself onto the bed in front of me, Cole takes my face in his palms and brings his lips to mine. The kiss is soft, at first, but quickly turns heavy as his tongue breaches my lips, claiming my mouth and my entire being for himself. In that moment, there’s nothing else. And as he pulls away from our kiss, all I see is him and wait on bated breath.
“I want you to suck my cock, pretty girl. I’m gonna take your gorgeous face and make it even more of an absolute masterpiece when we’re done with you,” he says in a low, deep, intimidating voice as he pushes the stray strands of hair away from my face. “I’m going to make you gag on it, swallow it, choke on it.” I shudder at his words dying for him to continue as my pussy begs for it. “You won’t be able to hold my dick or push away from my thrusts. You’ll just have to take everything I give you.” His one hand leaves my face and travels down to my sobbing pussy. A single finger trails through my folds before teasing my clit and I just about leap from the bed at the touch. “Check in.”
“Holy shit. Green,” I breathe out. I’m going to self-combust before we even get started if he keeps talking like that.
“Good girl,” Cole says before kissing my nose. He looks over to the side of the bed where Hawk and Jax are waiting for direction. “Hawk?”
“Oh, fuck yes.” Hawk doesn’t waste a second, climbing on the bed behind me, his hands instantly finding my hips.
Cole looks pointedly at us. “Aly will not be able to speak or use her hands to communicate her safe words with what I’m about to do. Hawk, I want you to wrap your handaround hers. Even though she’s tied, she can squeeze your hand if she needs to breathe, pull off or stop all together.” His eyes dart between the both of us. “Understand?”
“Yes,” we both say together.
“Aly. Our gorgeous girl.” Cole caresses my cheek as he leans down, his face directly in front of mine. His eyes staring into my own. “I love you. More than life itself. We all do.” He lets go of my jaw and straightens up, his demeanor changing instantly. “Now, get on your knees and suck my cock like the beautiful little whore you are.”
Chapter 20
Alessandra
Ho. Lee. Fuck.
I don’t even have the synapses needed to think. They’re all going haywire, short-circuiting all over the place at Cole’s command.
Blinking myself back into focus, I rise to my knees and try to bend at the waist to take him into my mouth but without the use of my hands, I try and fail, faceplanting on the bed.
“Up you go, sweetheart.” Hawk tugs on some of the ropework around my hips and along my spine, hauling me back up until I’m face to face with the dragon that is Cole’s cock. It’s large. Not necessarily as long as the others, although he’s definitely packing, but in girth, and I’m finding it difficult to imagine taking its entirety into my mouth without the use of my hands.
Cole palms my hair in one hand and pulls back gently. His other hand, placed under my collar bone, helps hold my torso up even more. “Open up, my pretty little slut.”
I do so, sticking my tongue out as I look up at Cole from under my eyelashes. He’s looking at me so adoringly, which is in complete opposition to his degradation. And his degradation is in complete opposition to the wetness pooling in between my thighs. Never would I have ever though that being called a slut would become an arousal trigger. But here I am, a puddle of lust, ready for them to do as they will.
“It’s time for some throat training.”
That’s all he says before he places his cock on my tongue and presses in. Inch by inch, he thrusts steadily until he hits the back of my throat causing me to gag but instead of releasing me, he continues, pressing in further.
“I said open up, Aly. Stretch your throat for me. Let me in.”
My eyes water from the sheer will it’s taking me not to throw up all over his dick. I don’t want to die by aspirating my own vomit, but I trust Cole. I know he’d never let it get to that point so I push on, focusing on his voice and his eyes that are centered completely on me.
I have no idea how to open my throat. I can barely get my brain to function besides normal involuntary activity, you know…like not dying on massive dick, but somewhere in the mix of everything, it gets me to swallow.
“Yes… fuck yes. Just like that. Do that again.”
I swallow around his dick again and this time, he pushes it further down my throat until his entire length disappears within me. My lips press firmly against his pelvis for a few seconds before he pulls out completely.
“So fucking good, beautiful. One more time. Take it all the way down for me,” he groans before pushing his length back into my mouth.
Cole assaults my face over and over until I’m a mess of tears, sweat and drool. My throat hurts a bit but the look in his eyes, as he caresses my face after he pulls out a final time, is enough to make me forget any of the pain. I’m light-headed, dazed, and amazed that I even took that monster down my throat, but the seeping wetness from between my legs makes me want to beg him to do it all over again.
“Holy shit, man, take it easy,” Jax says from his place next to me, concern etched all over his face.
“Alright, that’s it,” Cole says in a huff as he turns to Jax. “Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you. You need to learn to let it go. To trust us.” He pauses for a second, cocking an eyebrow at Jax. “Do you trust me?”
