Page 150 of Their Cruel Play
He arches his eyebrow at the name and then slides his thick finger into my pussy. I release my breath.
“Did you enjoy being used by us?” He thrusts his finger in and out until my hips rock with his motion, needing more.
“Yes, War.” I put my hands over my head and grab onto the headboard. Every touch brands me as his. His heated gaze strokes over every inch of me like a caress.
“Tell me, little nympho.” He waits until our eyes lock. He slowly thrusts in and out, winding me tight inside. “Do you enjoy the games we play with you?”
“Fuck.” My mind is slowly dissolving. The need to explode presses down on me. The weight of it almost unbearable. “Yes, Caden, I love all of it. I want all of it. I want all of you. Please.”
He smirks before he slides a second finger in with the first and increases his pace.
“Yes,” I groan at the stretch and hum, trying to get more from him.
“Do you like to be watched? To have their eyes on you while I fuck you?” He presses a kiss against my hipbone.
I moan. “Yes.”
“How about now? Just you and me? Am I enough to get you off, little nympho?”
What kind of question is that? Now?
“You’ve gotten me off before. Why would you ask me that?”
He curls his fingers, and I gasp and pant as the fire rages hotter inside me.
“We’ve made you to want all of us. To take all of us. To have us watch you.” Caden presses his thumb against my clit and rubs as he leans down over me. His other hand sinks into the bed next to my shoulder as he positions himself with his mouth hovering over mine. His cock brushes my thigh.
I’m melting beneath him, falling into rhythm with his fingers, aching for release.
“Have we made it so you need more to go over the edge? Or am I enough?” Caden brushes his lips over mine and I shatter.
Moaning, I release around his fingers. My pussy clutches at them as he keeps moving them. I thread my hands into his hair as I open my eyes to his.
“You are enough. You’re mine. I’m yours.” I tug his mouth down onto mine, needing the connection.
Removing his hand, he repositions us, pushing my legs up and to the sides. His cock notches against my entrance before pressing in deep in one stroke.
“Fuck, little nympho.” He kisses my jaw and down my neck as his cock remains buried inside me. Little pulses squeeze him. He presses so deep his tip brushes my womb. “I could spend every day buried deep inside you and never get enough.”
He pulls back and thrusts forward again.
I cry out at the exquisite feeling. All of me is focused on just him right now. No one else exists but the two of us. He latches on to my breast again as he thrusts over and over into me. Pressing so deep and stretching me so open.
I’m hot all over as need pulses within me. He switches breasts and maintains his steady thrusts, striking the opening to my womb which sends an electric pulse through me. I can’t catch my breath. I can’t focus.
It’s building hot and fast, the pressure. I stroke my hands through his hair, over his neck, and grab at his shoulders. Screaming, I come undone at the seams. His mouth finds mine as he continues to thrust into me, keeping me right there in that moment with him.
Groaning, he comes, filling me with his hot seed. As we come down, he settles over me, kissing me. His arms hold him above me. We’re still connected.
I draw in a breath to try to slow my racing heart. His nose brushes mine. I could fall asleep like this.
“That’s only the beginning, little nympho. That’s one.”
“One?” My laughter sounds a little hysterical to my ears. “Pretty sure that was at least two. That last one might have been multiple, hard to tell.”
His chuckle is dark as he moves down my body, stopping to kiss and suck on my skin, my breasts, my stomach. He drops down over the edge of the bed and drags me down to him.
I let out a squeal before his mouth descends on my pussy. I’m so sensitive I cry out as an orgasm overwhelms me, but he doesn’t stop. Collapsing onto the bed, I succumb to him as he takes me to the edge and pushes me over again and again.
