Page 61 of Savage Hate
“Lennon,” I direct, just as she takes Silas in her mouth. “Bend backward, toward Damon. Use your hands for Silas.”
“But–”
“Just do it,” I say sternly.
She sits up straight and tilts herself back a bit, her legs squeezing my thighs so she doesn’t fall over. Damon holds her as he slowly moves in and out of her ass.
“God, you feel fucking amazing,” he growls.
Lennon reaches out and begins to work Silas with her hands above me. “Okay, now what?” I grin as I grip her hips, moving my hipsjustsoagainst the wall of her pussy. “Oh–oh–”
I laugh. “Feel different?”
Her chest flushes red instantly, and her body trembles. I play with her nipples as she strokes Silas.
“Fuck,” he hisses, moving into her hands quicker. “I’m going to come,” he says, working faster and fucking her hands, his cock pulling up and hardening.
“Come on her tits,” I order, and he does, emptying out onto them as he groans, low and steady. His shaft jumps as the last of it leaves his body, and I smear it around, using it as lube and twisting her nipples.
“Oh, God,” she cries, arching her back as I cup her breasts and squeeze. “This feels incredible,” she moans out, her voice frayed as it breaks on the last word.
I look behind her at Damon, and his eyes narrow on mine, his bottom lip between his teeth as he thrusts into Lennon.
Jesus.
With every slow thrust, he lets out a sharp breath, and I know he’s getting close. I can tell by the urgency in his movements, the way his hands are gripping her ass cheeks firmly.
“Harder,” she pleads, looking down at me. “Harder,” she repeats, whispering. “I’m so close.”
I do the thing that I know is going to make her come all over me and this couch. I lift my hips slightly and fuck her–hard, fast, and deep. Using one hand, I take my thumb and press down on her clit. Her resulting gasp sounds more like a sob as she rides both Damon and I, chasing her climax. I know she’s going to squirt before she does. Her body coils, her pussy is so tight around me that it feels like a steel vise, and then she starts to shake as her eyes roll into the back of her head.
She cries out in gibberish as she sprays my chest, her body convulsing as she drenches me, and I hear Damon swear under his breath as he fucks her through it. I’m going to fucking come soon, feeling her on top of me, hearing the way her wetness sounds against me.
Behind her, Damon moans and meets my every thrust. I can feel his cock harden against mine, against the slick wetness of Lennon’s pussy. My balls draw up as my orgasm begins. I let my head fall back against the couch as I growl loudly, feeling myself pour into her with each pulse of my cock. I grip her hips and drive her faster against my rock-hard length.
My breathing is uneven, and I’m still twitching as Damon comes, crying out as his balls slap against her. She slumps onto me, her head on my chest, as Damon pulls out and steadies himself. I lift her off me and lay her down on the couch. We’re all still panting, and Silas looks over at Wright. The idiot is still fighting against the zip ties.
“What did you think?” I ask slowly, pulling my pants up as I walk over to him. Ripping the tape off him, he bares his teeth at me. “Do you think she enjoyed it?” I tease, looking back at Lennon lying on the couch like she just ran a marathon. Her chest rises and falls as she watches us. I touch the liquid on my chest, holding it up for him to see. “I hope you took notes.”
“Fuck you,” Wright hisses, and I chuckle as I look down at him. “What are we doing with him, princess?” I ask, looking back over at Lennon. Silas and Damon are cleaning her up and helping her off the couch.
“I don’t care,” she says, grinning. “Just get him the fuck out of my sight.”
I grab a pair of scissors and snip off the zip ties. Wright jumps up, fists raised, but before he can throw a punch, Damon and Silas grab his arms and drag him out.
“If you ever come near her again,” Silas growls, shoving him out of the door, “I swear to God, I will kill you.”
Wright looks between the three of us, and he must decide it’s not worth it, because he turns and jogs away.
When I look back at Lennon, she’s watching me with a sleepy, warm smile.
thirty-five
Lennon
I never knew pleasure like that was possible. I’d never felt that, not even when I touched myself. Not even when I bought the vibrator of all vibrators–the one that sucks and licks and everything in between. This? This was an out of body experience. The orgasm Jude pulled from me, mixed with Damon and Silas… it was potent and almost terrifying that my body was capable of something so large. It was bigger than me. The waves of my climax were almost too much to handle. I thought for sure that I would fly off of Jude’s cock and through the ceiling at one point.
Wright is gone, so I get dressed. Honestly, after Jude entered me, I couldn’t have cared less about Wright. He fucked up, and I’m glad we gave him a taste of his own medicine. We may face repercussions–he’s not against running to daddy for every little thing–but I’ll worry about that later. For now, I got my revenge.
