Epilogue.
Oliver
Eve was starting to get on my nerves. Her constant whinging about being slighted was doing my head in. She wasn’t peaceful like Alicia and constantly sought reassurance. I was starting to think I’d made a mistake. Alicia had only been free a few months, I could get her back if I wanted.
Eve groaned around my cock, and I shoved harder into her mouth.
She made that gagging noise I loved hearing, and I tossed thoughts of Alicia aside.
She’d never allow me to fuck her face like this.
Eve could be trained, and I’d break her like I broke Alicia.
Eve had more zest to her, so I’d fucking love training her.
Eve could actually be the jewel in my crown.
The bitch was already dependent on me. The sense of power over her made me harden more, and I twisted my hand in Eve’s hair.
She made a pained noise and I loved it. Eve’s pain got me off.
Yet my mind drifted back to Alicia. I imagined Alicia on her knees in front of me, sucking me hard as I fucked her mouth.
With a shout I came and blew my load. Shit.
That felt amazing. Eve choked around me, and I smiled.
I waited a few more moments and then pulled out.
Eve fell to her hands and gasped. Standing above her, I gazed down. The bitch was mine to control, to meld, to fuck. I owned her, but maybe I could also regain what I’d lost. It was time to start planning. I was Oliver Kensington, nobody said no to me.