Page 49 of Asphyxia
Dean
Wasitwrongofme to just stand idly by and allow Madison to strangle Amber to death?
Would it worsen the situation if I admitted that I felt nothing after she was dead? Knowing that I could have stopped her at any time, but instead chose not to and still didn’t feel even a single shred of remorse.
The way Marcus stared at me, eyes wide and damning—wondering if I had finally snapped and lost my goddamn mind, and maybe I had, but I was far better off for it.
Someone worthy of my time had come into my life, and I’d be absolutely crazy if I passed up the chance to finally be happy like him—to be loved for real, without exception.
Madison fell back on the bed, her piercing gaze devouring us whole as she seductively reeled us in with only her eyes and a teasing bite of her tongue.
Marcus and I stood just inside the door, our arms crossed, admiring her body as she removed my shirt and tossed it behind her.
“Still sure about this?” Marcus mumbled under his breath so that only I could hear him.
“More than ever, why turn back now?” I huffed with a smirk as I stepped further into the room. “We’ve been good for far too long, Marcus. I think it’s time we lived a little, don’t you?”
Our goddess was sprawled out on her throne, and I was more than ready to worship every single fucking inch of her.
What was left of my good boy morals dropped to the floor, along with my sweatpants, as I climbed into bed, dragging my knee up to meet her warm pussy and pressing it up against her.
Madison bucked her hips with the pressure on her clit, wrapping a hand around the back of my head and pulling me down to capture my mouth.
“She can’t haunt you anymore.” Madison breathed against my lips, her eyes flicking up to meet mine in a brief moment of rapture as my heart tightened in my chest.
I could feel it beating, pounding against the front of my ribcage the longer I stared into the eyes of the sweet siren that lured me into her wake.
I was being blinded by desire and lust all over again, but this time, I was prepared to take the fall. Fuck the rules of the world, I needed something—someone to believe in again, and I sure as fuck wanted it to be her.
What was the point in always being good when the bad guys had more fun? Amber, Adrian, and every other soul-stealingpiece of shit out there could burn in hell, and I’d gladly light the match to start the fire.
“Marcus, don’t just stand there and watch, it’s weird.” I chuckled into our kiss, feeling his eyes boring holes into the back of my head—and under normal circumstances, I probably wouldn’t care if he took a seat in the corner of the room and jacked off as I fucked Madison in every position possible. But this wasn’t a competition between us.
Marcus loved her, which was well-established by now, and I was ready to fall all the same.
Madison was ours, and just like we've shared everything else in our lives over the past several years, Madison was the same. We shared what was ours.
“Bring your cock over here and help me show our woman just how much of us she truly owns.” I grinned, bringing a hand up to wrap gently around Madison’s throat as I pressed her upper body down into the mattress.
I felt the bed sink as Marcus joined in, his hand sliding up her thigh and spreading her leg out wide as he pressed a kiss to the top of her knee.
“You know, I really shouldn’t be hungry after what just happened in the kitchen.” He sighed, dragging his lips in slow circles against her skin. “But fuck, you smell so good I’m craving your taste right now.”
Having an idea, I pulled my knee from Madison, a whimper passing her lips as I got off the bed and skirted around to the opposite side.
“Hey, Marcus. Help me pull her across the sheets until her head is hanging off the edge.” With a smug smile, I bent forward to reach for her wrists and drag her upper body towards mine as Marcus lifted her hips. “I’ve been looking for an excuse to try this position.”
My eyes dropped to hers, one hand cradling the back of her head while the other supported my weight beside her shoulder.
Madison’s throat bobbed with a harsh swallow, the look in her eyes confirming that she knew exactly what I had planned for her.
Marcus made himself comfortable between her thighs, his hands wrapped behind them for leverage as he dragged his mouth along her stomach and hips, inching closer and closer to her pussy, which was most likely already dripping wet for us.
“Open wide, darling. I want to watch as you take my aching cock down this beautiful throat of yours. I want to feel it vibrate against my shaft with the moans Marcus is about to force out of those pretty plump lips.”
I stood to my full height, dragging my thumb across her lower lip before gently releasing her head to hang over the edge of the mattress. I fisted my hard length as Madison continued to gaze up into my eyes before dropping hers to fixate on the pre-cum that was beading at the tip of my cock.
Madison reached her arms out, digging her nails into the backs of my thighs as she parted her lips with a desperate moan.
