Chapter 22 Elias
ELIAS
As soon as we’re inside, I grab Jules by the shoulders and press her against the trailer door.
“On your knees, Little Sapphire,” I purr, my cock already half-hard with anticipation. It’s been hours since I was inside any part of my girl. I need to fix that.
She only hesitates for a fraction of a second before one corner of her mouth lifts into a mischievous smirk.
“Yes, Master,” she breathes, holding my gaze as she slowly drops down to her knees. Seeing her there, wearing my clothes… it brings out the animal in me. I grab the short strands of her hair, pulling on them just to enjoy the sight of her head tilted at an awkward angle.
“Be a good girl. Take my cock out,” I instruct, keeping my tone mild despite the need clawing at my veins.
Jules bites her lower lip as she unbuttons my jeans and slides the zipper down. I’m not wearing anything underneath, and she has my dick out in seconds, her long, slim fingers wrapped around the root.
“That’s it,” I praise. “Show me what a desperate little slut you are. Worship my cock.”
A moan catches in her throat, and she licks her lips, squirming in place. Leaning forward, she extends her tongue and licks around the pierced crown, swirling like she’s tasting a lollipop.
“Fuck yeah,” I say through clenched teeth. “Get me nice and relaxed before the show, Little Sapphire. I want my dick soaked in your spit as I address the crowd tonight.”
She whimpers at my words, her free hand snaking down her stomach and between her legs.
“Touch yourself, Jules,” I say approvingly. “I want to see how much sucking my cock turns you on.”
I rest my other hand on the trailer door and let her take me at her own pace—for now. I have enough time to let her indulge herself before I fuck her throat and flood it with my cum.
“Aah,” I groan when she takes as much of me as she can into the velvet heat of her mouth. “That’s it. Take care of your master.”
For a moment, I close my eyes and enjoy the sensations. The feel of her tongue, the tightening of her throat, the grip of her hand—I have a fascinating woman, hot as hell, on her knees for me, giving me pleasure like it’s my due. A man could get used to this.
But then the urge to take control wins. I pull her head closer, triggering her gag reflex. Instead of fighting me, I hear the wet sounds of her fingers thrusting into her pussy. Jules’s body tenses as her eyes grow unfocused, then she’s moaning around my cock.
My balls jump.
“Did you just come, Little Sapphire?” I ask incredulously. “Does getting skullfucked do it for you?”
“Yes, Master,” she sputters obediently when I pull out of her mouth, mindful of my piercings and her teeth. “I love it when you use me.”
I suck in a breath and urge her to her feet. “Get up.”
Jules blinks at me. “I thought you wanted to come down my throat?”
“Changed my mind. I want your pussy. And then I want your ass. You’re going to watch me perform tonight, struggling to sit, the phantom imprint of my dick in all of your holes.”
Before she can reply, I spin her around and make her face the kitchen counters.
“Hold on tight,” I instruct as I pull down her borrowed boxers.
I know she’s ready for me—I heard her finger-fucking herself to orgasm. And even if she weren’t, I’m short on both patience and time. So I enter her with one rough thrust that has her back arching and her breath catching in her throat.
“Elias,” she moans, and my name has never sounded so sweet.
“That’s right, baby. You belong to me now. Your throat. Your sweet pussy. Your tight ass.”
I punctuate with hard thrusts designed to have her on the edge again in no time. I’m still fucking her when I reach for the bottle of olive oil and pour it over her crack. Jules hisses as the cold liquid makes contact, but she doesn’t question me.
So obedient. I know she’s going to do well tonight, show my brothers she’s choosing me.
And if she doesn’t?
Fuck, I don’t want to think about that right now. Not as I probe her ass with my finger, stretching the tight ring for my dick. Not as I fill the dark tunnel with two of my fingers, feeling my cock through the thin membrane separating her pussy from her ass.
Jules moans like the greedy girl she is, telling me how much she loves having both holes filled by me. I feel her pussy walls fluttering around my dick, growing tighter as her muscles tense.
“You’re there, aren’t you, Little Sapphire?” I twist my fingers inside her. “Going to come for your master?”
“Elias… Oh, shit!” she squeals as her core spasms over my shaft, almost choking an orgasm out of me. When wetness splashes over our thighs and the kitchen floor, I have to bite my tongue until I taste blood.
“That’s it, baby,” I praise. “Mark it all with your cum.”
Jules groans as her cunt clenches around me one more time.
“You’re so dirty,” she whispers, her arms shaking hard.
“You have no idea. And I’m not done yet, Jewel.” I pull out of her trembling pussy and aim my cock at her rear hole. “I know how much you love getting this ass fucked.”
I rub my cockhead over the oil-slickened crevice, getting it more slippery than it already is from her juices.
“Breathe for me. Let me in.”
She relaxes quickly and pushes back against me, her body obviously craving this. I chuckle at the sight.
“Does my girl need more? Coming twice isn’t enough for you?”
“No, Master,” she breathes. “You’ve been spoiling me.”
“I have,” I admit, running a hand down her back as I slowly slip into her tightness. “No one else could ever take care of you like this, Jules. And now no one else will.”
She lets out a choked groan as I bottom out, my pelvis flush against her ass. I wrap my hand around her throat, relishing in the way her breath catches.
“Are you ready, Little Sapphire?”
Jules swallows thickly and nods as best as she can with my hand under her chin.
“Good. This will be quick and dirty,” I promise.
It’s the last warning she gets before I start pistoning inside her in earnest, chasing my orgasm.
“Be a good cum vessel, Jewel. Squeeze it out of me.”
She’s too busy holding on to reply. Tingles race down my spine as Jules tightens around me, her throat working overtime under my fingers as she tries to gulp in air. I’ve only known her for days, but I recognize the signs of her impending orgasm.
“You’re going to come for me, aren’t you, sweet Jules? Going to show me how much you love having my cock in your ass?”
I let go of her neck, allowing her to take in a full breath.
“Y—yes,” she stutters. “Oh, god, yes!”
When more warm liquid gushes out of her, and her ass starts squeezing my dick with rhythmic pulses, I’m lost.
“Fuck, Jules,” I grit out. “Take it!”
My knees almost buckle as I empty inside her, making sure every last drop is deposited as deep as possible. Before I even catch my breath, I pull out. Jules whimpers at the loss, and again when I spread her ass cheeks.
“Push it out, baby. Let me see how deep I bred this sweet ass.”
“So wrong,” she mumbles into the counter. But still, she pushes my cum out, making my cock twitch with renewed interest.
There’s no time, though.
I push the liquid back inside her still gaping ass, then help her straighten up.
“Eat something and get dressed for the show,” I tell her once her heavy-lidded eyes meet mine. “I ordered some new clothes for you. They’ll be here tomorrow morning.”
She nods numbly, and I give her a quick kiss before turning to get ready for the performance. I don’t remind her that her clothes will be sticky from more than just our cum tonight. There’s plenty of time for that later.