Page 120 of Merciless

“So needy,” he murmurs into my cunt. He flicks his tongue against my clit. “Come for me.”

My toes curl, and white dots appear behind my closed eyelids as my body does what he demands. I cling to the sheets and ride out the orgasm as he works me through it. Once I come down from the high, Elijah pulls his fingers out, and the mattress dips as he moves away.

“W-wait.” I turn and blindly reach for him.

“I won’t go easy on you,” he growls in my ear.

I suck in a breath and turn my head toward him. He fists my hair and holds me in place. “I’m going to fuck you raw and hard. Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” I breathe, and my back arches.

“You want me to fuck you like you’re a slut?”

“Yes!”

“You really are fucking filthy for me, aren’t you?”

I rapidly nod. “Elijah, please!”

He taps my lower lip with a finger. “How do you want me to fuck you?”

I know this is a test. He’s ensuring that I know what I’m signing up for, and I’m more than willing to take whatever he gives me.

“Raw and hard.” I lick my lips. “No condom.” My pussy clenches. “I want you to come inside me.”

He smashes his lips against mine before disappearing. His palm cracks against my ass, and he yanks me backward until I’m practically hanging over the edge of the bed. He lifts my ass in the air and lines up his cock outside my opening.

“We’ll see if you can handle me,” he says right before slamming into me.

Pressure builds inside my stomach as he forces me to take his giant cock. I’ll never get used to his size, no matter how many times we sleep together. My back arches, and my lips part on a silent scream.

Elijah’s hips slap against my ass with every hard thrust. Inch by painful inch, he rams deeper until he meets resistance. He fists my hair and shoves the side of my head into the mattress.

“You like being used like this?” he snarls, sounding closer than he actually is. Maybe I’m just losing my mind.

“Yes!”

His strokes become even more brutal—something I didn’t think could happen.

“Tell me the truth, baby,” he growls. “Are you attracted to my brother?”

I bite my bottom lip and rock back into him, taking more of him as he tries to pull out.

Elijah tuts and puts more pressure on my head, then slaps my ass. “Answer the question.”

I squeeze my eyes shut, and all I can do is take every stroke of his driving cock.

“Yes! But you two look⁠—”

“Do you want to fuck him?” he growls in my ear.

My pussy clenches around him, and I claw at the bed to get out from under him. “Elijah, please.”

“Please,” he says with a sarcastic laugh. “Please, you wanted me to fuck you. And now you’re begging for me to be nice. I warned you that I wasn’t going to be soft with you.”

“Elijah!”

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice how you look at each other?” He emphasizes his question by spanking me twice.