Page 78 of Pretty Vile

Crouching behind me, his hand grasps the back of my head as he tears my lips from Kai’s cock.

“What the fuck?” he growls at Hawk, promising bloody murder with his eyes.

Completely unfazed, Hawk ignores him, directing his question to me. “Do you think he deserves to come yet, Little Sparrow, after all those nights of leaving you alone and aching in your bedroom?”

Kai snarls again, and I bite back a smile. “He has been a bad boy,” I agree.

“A very bad boy, indeed. Maybe we should keep him teetering on the edge while I fuck you right in front of him. Show him what he’s been missing.”

“Fuck you, Hawk,” Kai seethes, unbothered by his still, very hard dick bobbing in the air between us. “You think I haven’t been tortured enough, listening to you and Wilder have your fun, knowing I couldn’t touch the one girl I’ve wanted to touch for the first time in fucking years?”

Raising a challenging eyebrow, Hawk goads. “What’s stopping you now?” He strokes the back of his finger along my cheek. “She’s right here, on her knees for you, begging for you to stop being a pussy and take what you want.”

My chest rises and falls with shallow breaths as I wait to see what Kai will do. I’m frozen in place, knowing he has to be the one to close the space between us. His eyes pierce into mine, seeing to the very bottom of my soul and stealing every last bit of it for himself before he darts his gaze toward Hawk.

His expression of awe hardens, and he bites out, “I’m going to fucking murder you, Hawk.” With one strong tug, my knees leave the ground as he drags me upward until my lips crash against his. “Tomorrow, because tonight you’re all mine.”

“If you think I’m going to just walk away and leave you two lovebirds to it, then you’ve got another thing coming,” Hawk scowls. Digging his fingers into my hair, he rips me away from Kai and pushing me back onto my knees between them.

Wrenching my head to the side, Hawk licks a possessive trail up the column of my throat. "My Little Sparrow likes being shared anyway, don’t you, baby?"

“Yes,” I whimper.

Pleased with my answer, he turns my head so he can plant a quick kiss on my lips, uncaring that moments ago they were wrapped around Kai’s cock.

“You want to choke on Kai’s cock while I slam into your pussy?”

“God, yes,” I groan, squeezing my thighs together.

Hawk smirks, and still using his firm grip on my head, he pushes me down on Kai’s bobbing dick. Parting my lips, I hollow out my cheeks as Hawk forces me to take him deeper, until Kai’s sliding down my throat and obliterating any chance I had of breathing.

Holding me in place, Hawk undoes the zipper on the front of my panties and sinks three fingers inside my sopping, wet channel. "Always so fucking wet, Little Sparrow. Our greedy little whore, aren’t you?"

He pulls me off Kai’s cock, forcing me to look him in the eyes when I answer him. “Yes,” I pant breathlessly.

“You belong to us—me, Kai, and Wilder.”

“Yes. Only you.”

There’s a softness in Hawk’s eyes, entirely at odds with his rough hands, though I feel it all the way to my toes when he murmurs, "And we’re all yours."

Kai reaches out and tucks a gentle finger beneath my chin, and Hawk lets him turn my head to face him. “All yours,” he reiterates, an urgent need burning in his eyes.

I feel Hawk’s cock nudging my entrance a split second before he slides home. My eyes drift shut, a blissful sigh falling from my lips as I welcome him in, as though my body was made to be split apart by Hawk.

“Open your eyes, Little Sparrow,” Hawk murmurs in my ear when he’s fully seated inside me. Prying them apart, I find Kai’s gaze bouncing between my face and the place where Hawk and I are joined as one. “See how much he wants you, even while it’s my dick stretching your walls?”

“Yes.”

“Show him what he’s been missing out on.” With a nudge, he says, “Make him come so hard his head explodes.”

Always one to rise to a challenge, I devour Kai’s cock until he’s cursing up a storm and coming down my throat. Only when his still semi-hard dick slips past my lips do I acknowledge the heat curling in my belly from Hawk’s hard thrusts.

Yanking on my hair, Hawk pulls my back flush with his chest, his other arm banding around my waist. The new angle allows him to go deeper, and I moan as he rubs against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“So fucking tight,” he grunts as I arch into him, so close to coming apart.

A tug on the front of my bra has me glancing back at Kai as he lowers the zipper and relieves me of the constraints keeping my breasts at bay. Without it, they bounce with every deep thrust Hawk delivers, and Kai sits riveted, licking his lips as he watches.

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