Page 119 of Retribution
“Yes,” she moans. God, her sounds are the sweetest porn. Her pupils are blown wide as she gazes up at me, and Lucas decides he’s tired of watching. I have to say, teamwork is always the best way to please our girl.
Moving quickly, he drops to his knees in front of her and lifts her leg over his shoulder.
“Don’t stop finger fucking her cunt,” he growls.
My hips buck against Isolde’s body, and I do exactly as my alpha says. Lucas rolls his tongue over her clit before sucking hard enough to pull her over the edge. Screaming, she lets herself fall.
I don’t give her much time to recover before I’m pulling out my fingers and Lucas is moving away so I can bend her over the footboard of the bed. Isolde’s fingers tangle in the sheets as I coat my dick in her arousal so I’ll slide in easily.
“Alpha,” she begs. “Please fuck me.”
“Gladly,” I rumble, notching my crown at her entrance. Thrusting hard, I almost black out as her walls wrap around my shaft.
She’s wet and feels like velvet. Isolde is the best thing to happen to us, and I will die on this hill.
“This is going to be fast and hard,” I warn her.
“I want it,” she gasps. “I want the soreness to serve as a reminder that you were inside me.”
“Mmm,” Lucas grunts, fisting his cock.
I grab his hip and pull him closer, which gets me a confused look. Gathering saliva in my mouth I spit it just over his fist.
“Such a good boy,” he rasps, pulling on his cock to smear the extra lube. “Good looking out. Fuck, that feels better.”
Smirking, I squeeze Isolde’s hips as I fuck up into her. Her ass jiggles a little as I do, and it’s sexy as fuck. She’s still mostly clothed as well, and the small amount that she’s showing is perfect.
Her walls are fluttering as she slicks around my cock, and I can see how shiny it’s making my shaft as I thrust in and out of her entrance. Lucas continues to masturbate as he watches, grunting as he reaches around Isolde to rub her clit.
“You sound close,” he says.
I can feel his fingers occasionally brush my cock as I adjust so that I’m hitting a deeper part inside of her. This angle makes my cock curve to hit her g-spot, and she mewls.That’s it, baby. Now you’re close.
“Come for your alphas,” I groan. “Squirt all over my cock so that Oliver can suck it off later.”
“Jesus,” Lucas gasps. “Now I’m pissed off I’m going to miss that.”
“That’s…what happens when you’re an important adult, Mr… CEO,” I say, feeling the ability to string words together beginning to fail me. “Come with me.”
I’ll never be too proud to beg, and Isolde breaks apart as the first ropes of my cum begin to fill her up.
“Argh!” she screams, shuddering as she collapses on the bed.
Isolde’s slick is all over my thighs and cock. I think she did an excellent job of understanding the assignment. Breathing hard, I step back to release my cock from its very snug home.
“Darlin’.” Lucas drops his head back as he fists his cock, and I can tell he’s about to come. “I want to come in your mouth.”
Isolde pushes herself up with shaky arms, and I help her sink to her knees for Lucas. I pull my pants back up because I meant what I said: Oliver is going to need to clean me up as soon as they leave.
Isolde opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out for Lucas. Damn. I can see saliva already pooling in her mouth as he drops his heavy crown on her tongue. Isolde uses her tongue to drag along the bottom of his shaft as he thrusts into her mouth, and she closes her mouth to suck hard enough that he staggers on his feet.
Chuckling under my breath, I reach out to steady him, getting a front row to his pleasure as his face flushes and his fingers dive into Isolde’s hair.
Our girl does well as she swallows down his cock, and I growl as I watch the indentions of it as it travels down her throat. Our scents mix in the room, and Isolde’s still partially naked, giving me a perfect view of her pussy.
She keeps things neat, but she’s slowly growing a landing strip that I fucking love. Hair or no hair, I love everything about her pussy. A bush isn’t going to keep me from exploring the wild.
Lucas begins to lose his rhythm, his hands fisting as he gets very vocal.
