20. Dominic #2
I grip her waist and line myself up, shoving inside of her with a bit of force.
June lets out a whimper and Bryant pulls away, blood on his lip. His tongue darts out and skims the red spot. He grins and melts back into her for another heated kiss.
I thrust into her again, sparing no regard for how much of her I’m filling. Every single inch of her needs to comprehend how serious I am.
“Fuck,” she mutters into him. June reaches between her legs, her fingers grazing her wetness and feeling my cock pounding in and out of her. She takes that same hand and with its new moisture, she returns to pleasing Bryant.
June rocks her body into mine, matching my intensity in a way that only blows my mind.
I shove my cock deeper and change the tempo.
She reaches around to place her hand on my stomach. “Stop.”
Immediately, without another thought, my body halts completely. Did I hurt her? Was it too much? Was this all more than she bargained for? Did she finally realize the magnitude of the situation?
“What’s wrong?” Bryant asks her first.
June slides me out of her and takes a step to the side. She lowers herself onto the sheepskin rug only a few feet away. “Nothing.” She spreads her legs and pivots onto all fours, licking her lips and smirking. “Just getting more comfortable.”
Bryant returns to his place in front of her, except he’s on his knees now, too.
She grips him in one hand and runs her tongue along his length, bringing his erection back in full force. June swirls her mouth over his tip before gliding him into her.
Bryant collects her jet-black hair in his hands and pulls it away from her face. His fists guide her head deeper and deeper until she’s almost choking on him.
I get into position between her legs, taking a moment to taste her first. This is for me, not for her.
I lick at her dripping lust and glide my finger over her throbbing nub.
I don’t give her the satisfaction of lingering too long.
She doesn’t need much to send her spiraling over the edge and right now, I refuse to give her that.
When I don’t continue, she groans and positions her hand on her clit. Instead of allowing her to finish herself off, I grab both of her arms and hold them with my left hand behind her back. She mumbles into Bryant’s dick, but he continues to guide her with the control he has over her.
I shove inside of her, filling her once again with every inch of me. My need for release matches hers with each forceful thrust I slam into her.
Her body relaxes and tightens all at the same time, her legs widening to give me better access to fuck her. June slams her ass into me and her mouth opens wider to take more of Bryant in.
Bryant’s eyes roll at the new sensation and his grip on her hair tightens. “Jesus, princess.”
June moans and gags but we continue to ruin her pretty little holes in tandem. Her body, hungry for more.
I dip my thumb into my mouth and moisten the tip, resting it gently against her tight ass.
Bryant lets out one final moan and explodes in her, pulling out and stroking every ounce of his orgasm into her mouth and onto her face.
She gobbles it up greedily and tenses around my shaft.
I drop her hands and remove myself, shoving her to the side and onto her back. I return my hardness to where it belongs and grip her hands over her head while fucking her slow and hard. “No one else, June.” I slam into her. “Do you hear me?”
She licks the remains of Bryant off her bottom lip. “I hear you.”
“But do you swear it?”
Her eyes stare at mine, questioning them as if they’re trying to figure out just how serious I am. Perhaps they’re wondering if there will be consequences to her actions if she chooses to lie.
Her core tightens, her orgasm just on the brink, exactly where I mean to keep it if she won’t comply.
Like a final remaining puzzle piece locks into place, she parts her lips and mutters, “I swear.”
“Good girl,” I tell her, the weight lifting from my shoulders at her submission. I position myself lower, my body lining up to grind against her in the exact spot I know she needs.
Her grip tightens on my hands, her nails digging into my skin and mixing with the pleasure of her cunt pulsating with my cock buried deep inside her. I allow her the pleasure of completion, cherishing the scream that leaves her at her climax.
With her body still shaking, she blinks up at me. “I want you to finish in my mouth.”
How can I deny such a request?
I release her hands and she brings herself to her elbows as I slide my aching cock out of her. Bryant, watching us intensely, strokes his length.
June moves elegantly, her ass going toward Bryant this time, and her hand and mouth finding me.
He drops his dick from his hand and mimics her position, getting himself a face full of her sweetness.
She moans as she takes me into her small grasp and plunges the tip of my shaft between her lips. Gliding her tongue along the bottom, she grips the base and twirls her thumb and index finger in a perfect motion to bring me a heightened sense of pleasure.
Despite knowing I could finish at any moment, I hold off and let Bryant build her closer to oblivion. It doesn’t take long until her labored breaths and hungry mouth alert me to her near completion.
I weave my fingers in her hair and orgasm into her mouth, allowing her to swallow down every bit of me while she climaxes against Bryant’s lips.
I thought I’d have more control around her, that her living here wouldn’t change things. But here we are, fucking on the rug in the middle of our house.
Here’s to hoping that will satisfy us enough to focus our attention on pressing matters.
The war we’re in.
Claiming the throne is that much more imperative now that her life depends on it.
If Beckett thinks he stands a chance to be with June, he’ll have to come through me first.
The stakes are somehow higher than they've ever been.