I snap my chin away from his grip, my daunting gaze piercing his chest like the dagger I wish I could plunge into the hollow hole that should hold a heart.
“If that’s true, then why do you look rattled?” I bite back.
“I’m not.”
“No? Then why do you feel the need to embarrass me at every opportunity?”
“Because pretty things shouldn’t exist in my world. Their only use is to be broken.”
I throw him my best glower while staring him dead in the eye.
“I was broken long before you ever put your hands on me. Don’t think your abuse will make a dent or cause a crack.”
At this, he smiles, genuinely pleased with my answer.
He taps on his knee, his silent command for me to sit on it.
Or maybe it’s just his nonverbal way of telling me he’s about to spank my ass raw.
“I’m not going to hurt you. Not physically, at least. Sit,” he relents when he realizes why I’m hesitant to move.
I get off the floor and sit on his lap, his hand pulling my legs to lie on top of his. Without missing a beat, he then grabs my chin and stares into my eyes. We stay like that for an infernal moment, and to my shame, my core begins to soak his pants with just his eyes on me.
“You came.”
It’s not a question but a mere spoken fact.
“You never said I couldn’t.”
“That’s true.” He grins, almost sounding pleased that I took advantage of the missed technicality. “It’s fine. I don’t care if you cum or not. I don’t even care if you fully enjoy being sandwiched between Shay and Col. All I care is that you know one solemn truth.”
“Which is?” I whisper softly when his hand begins to trace up my inner thigh.
“That just because I let you fuck them doesn’t mean you should forget who you belong to. You’re mine, Rosa. And don’t you forget it.”
“I thought you didn’t believe in ownership?” I throw the words he said on our wedding night back in his face.
He smirks.
“I didn’t.”
“What changed your mind?”
“You.”
And before I have time to process his admission, he crashes his mouth on mine.
His hand falls from my chin and onto my throat as his tongue wrestles for dominance with mine. As always, I let him own my mouth with his sinful kiss and let the wave of desire run through me. His fingers meet my wet slit and play with my sensitive nub until I’m panting into his mouth.
“Fuck,” he moans, his bulging cock pressed up against my ass cheeks. “Look at what you do to me.”
The accusation falls flat on the floor with the way he plunges into my hot core with his digits, determined to make me cum on his hand. If I have any effect on this man, then it pales in comparison to the one he has on me. He plays my body like a fiddle, and in turn, it shows him how greedy it always is to sing the song he alone wants to hear. His kiss is as deadly as his deft fingers, and before I know what’s happening, my body spasms on his lap as I wail out my climax for him to swallow down.
He pushes me to the floor, my euphoria breaking the fall, as I watch him unzip his pants and stroke his cock in my face.
“Put it in your mouth, acushla. Feel what you do to me just from one fucking kiss.”
I don’t hesitate and go to my knees to suck on his cock. His hand goes back to my throat, squeezing it to the point that my airway is constricted by both the force of his grip on my windpipe and his cock pounding away down it.
“Play with your pussy, wife. Show me just what a little whore I’m married to.”
I do as he says, opening my thighs wide enough so that my hand can slip in between them and play with myself. My sensitive core drips on my fingers as I continue to suck at my husband’s cock like my life depends on it. Tiernan wraps my hair around his wrist, while his other hand continues adding pressure to my throat. The stimulation coming from all sides is just too much, and being deprived of air only seems to heighten my other senses.
“Are you fucking yourself good and proper now, wife? Are you imagining that your fingers are my tongue lapping at your cunt, cleaning the cum your lovers left inside of you?”
Virgen.
“Is that what you want? To be fucked by all of us at the same time? To have all your holes filled and still beg for more?”
I can’t.
I can’t.
I can’t breathe.
I’m not sure if it’s Tiernan’s filthy imagination or his cock ramming down my throat as his hand constricts my airflow completely, but somehow, against all odds, I cum, almost blacking out as my body is ripped in two.