Page 60 of Savage Hate
“Have you ever done this?” Damon asks, rubbing my ass cheeks gently. I know what he’s implying. Nervous butterflies flutter through me. I’ve always wanted to try it.
“No,” I answer, looking at Wright. He rolls his eyes and looks away.
“That’s too bad,” he responds slowly. “Such a pretty little ass, princess,” he growls into my ear from behind me.
Jude is breathing shallowly beneath me, so I bend down and kiss him—long and hard. He grabs my panties and rips them off. I gasp as he throws them off to the side, landing on Wright’s chest.
“A parting gift,” Jude taunts, smirking at Wright. “Doesn’t her cunt smell divine?”
Wright growls under his tape. “He wouldn’t know,” I muse. “He hardly ever went down on me.” Jude shakes his head, clicking his tongue.
I look up at Silas and reach for his pants. He chuckles, taking my hand and rubbing his hard erection beneath his jeans.
“Look at what you do to me, Lennon,” he remarks, his voice hoarse. “You’re going to suck my cock, and then I’m going to fill your pussy with my come.”
I whimper as Jude unzips his pants. “That’s it,” he whispers, freeing his shaft. I nearly forgot about the piercing—the Jacob’s ladder. That’s what it’s called. I googled it after that night.
“This will feel different, but I promise it’ll be worth it,” he murmurs into my ear. “Trust me.” He rubs the thick head of his cock, wet and glistening with pre-cum, against my clit. I look down at him, his gold eyes nearly black as he teases my entrance. “Ready?” he asks, and I hiss as his head slowly slides in. I nod, and he must’ve needed my confirmation because a second later, he slams into me, and I nearly see stars as I cry out loudly.
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Jude
I clench my jaw and slam into Lennon, gritting my teeth as she stiffens on top of me, her back arching as she takes me in fully. Whether or not she was actually ready, I’ll never know, but the sound coming from deep inside of her is purely animalistic, so I must be doing something right. Fuck, the way her pussy grabs onto my cock, the way itmilksme as I hold her down, letting her get used to the piercings and the size, I’ve never felt anything like it. I could come just being inside of her pussy, just feeling the way she pulses around me, her eyes flaring with delight as I hold her still.
Fuck. Me.
I raise myself onto my elbows, bending my neck so that I can taste her tight, pink nipples. Taking one of them between my teeth, I bite down–not too hard, but enough for her to pulse around my cock again.
Yeah, she could definitely make me come without moving.
Lennon leans forward, and I can tell she’s sucking Silas off now, her head bobbing. I pull out of her and slam back in, and she cries out with a mouth full of dick. I try not to smile as I look behind her, at Damon watching me with hooded eyes. He doesn’t break eye contact as he drizzles some lube onto Lennon’s ass.
“This might sting for a minute,” he tells her, unzipping his pants as his dark pink shaft rubs against her smooth skin, oiling it up for her ass.
She doesn’t say anything other than some sort of jumbled confirmation. My eyes flick back up to Damon’s, and I feel my cock twitch when he enters her, when I feel him slide against the thin barrier separating us.
“Fuck,” he hisses, and Lennon whimpers above me, Silas’s cock unattended to.
“Hey,” I whisper, reaching up for her face. “Breathe. In and out. Slowly,” I say, thrusting into her smoothly. I reach down and begin to work her clit, and that seems to help, because with a small snap, I hear Damon fully sheath himself inside of her.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she mewls, her mouth a wide ‘O’.
“This is so fucking hot,” Silas says from above me. I reach up and cup his balls, and he gasps, but he doesn’t pull away.
“What the fuck,” he breathes, jerking himself as I play with his taut sack.
“Come one, come all,” I joke, and Damon chuckles.
“What are you laughing about?” I ask Damon, sliding in and out of Lennon. I’m going to come soon, just feeling Damon’s monster cock against mine, knowing he can feel my piercings makes it even harder to hold on. “You weren’t laughing when I sucked your cock a couple of months ago.”
Lennon mutters something I can’t understand. When I look up at her, she’s squeezing her eyes shut. When she opens them, I see her look over at Wright.
“Don’t look at him,” I command. “He can hear you–he can hearus. Don’t give him the time of day. Just focus on coming all over my cock.”
“I’m going to,” she whimpers, looking unsure. “I c-can’t–”
I slam into her again, feeling how her hot pussy throbs every time that I do. Knowing that with Damon behind her, and me sucking on her nipples… I want to give that motherfucker on the chair a show. I want her to spray all over me.
