Page 26 of Savage Stalkers
“How about we fuck you stupid and take your mind off it?”Zay’s words break the tension.
Silas wipes the tears from her eyes with his thumbs, and she blinks up at him. He remains silent, though I’m sure right now he is trying to talk himself off a ledge. The situation is hurting her, which hurts him, and I will be fucked if I don’t have a twingeof anger at the bitch who is insisting on marrying her daughter off to the richest asshole she can find, as if her daughter is some kind of trophy.
He slides his hands down her sides and grips her thighs, then lifts her like she weighs nothing. She lets out a startled sound as he moves into the ruined crypt and sets her on the cracked stone altar.
“Eyes on me,”he says.
He hooks his thumbs under the waistband of her leggings, and she lifts her ass as he drags the fabric down, baring the soft skin of her thighs. Her legs tremble as he peels her sports bra over her head, goosebumps lining her skin from his touch.
Zay groans, stepping closer, while I stay back, watching over them.
Silas kneels in front of her, slipping her underwear down her legs. When she’s bare, he sets them on the altar beside her, then spreads her knees apart.
“Fucking perfect,”I say.
“Not perfect,”Zay adds, placing a hand on Silas’ shoulder.“A work of fucking art.”
“Tonight we are going to blindfold you,”Silas says, then stands and pulls the material from his pocket, securing it over her eyes.
Her lips part as her chest rises and falls too fast, her panic of not being able to see kicking in.
“Breathe in through your nose, and out your mouth,”I say calmly.
She nods and does as I ask, her breathing slowly returning to normal.
Silas and Zay remove their masks, while I stay where I am.
Zay replaces Silas between her legs and drops to his knees, then drags his hands up her calves, spreading her knees wider. His hands grip her hips, and he lowers his head.
Skye jolts when his tongue touches her, hands grabbing at the edge of the stone altar. Her hips buck as he eats her out, and her moans are a sound I never thought I would enjoy.
Silas moves to stand near her head. His hands slide down her arms, then he traces her ribs with his fingers as he bends down to place light kisses on her shoulder.
Her body arches, and her knees tremble.
“Hold her still,”I say.
Silas plants his palms on her hips, alongside Zay’s, and locks her in place.
Zay groans, then pulls back to grab his mask. He holds it over his face as he steps aside, so she doesn’t hear his real voice.“She’s ready.”
I move forward as I push my pants down, then wrap my hand around her hip, sliding my fingers between Silas’s.
Her head tips back as she gasps in pleasure.
He tightens his hold as I drive in slowly. Zay moves to her other side. He takes her chin in his hand, angles her head to the side, and pushes his cock between her lips.
My pace quickens as I lift one of her legs over my shoulder and thrust deeper. Zay rocks into her mouth, his hips moving in a slow rhythm.
When my release builds, I pull out, not ready for this to end. Instead, I nod to Silas.“Move her.”
Zay pulls out of her mouth, and they each take an arm and help her sit up, then move her onto her hands and knees.
Zay pushes her legs apart while Silas climbs up behind her. He removes his cock from his pants, grips the base, then swipes it through her wet pussy to lube himself. He leans over her as he thrusts into her slowly, taking his time and allowing her to adjust to his size.
Zay stands at her side, stroking her clit while Silas drives into her from behind.
Skye’s moans echo through the crypt, then bounce out into the dark night air.
