Chapter 34 #4
“You didn’t fuck that girl,” Nola said.
“Oh, we did,” Sylas counters. “Otherwise, how do you explain the cum that was dried on our bodies?”
Nola smiles, biting her lip. “That would be because it was me you fucked.”
My eyes widen, snapping up to the others before going back down to her. “We fucked you?”
She nods her head slowly. “You were pretty out of it. That wasn’t my plan, but when I tripped over Wesley’s foot and landed in Sylas’ lap…
he kinda woke up. He thought he was hallucinating me, and I couldn’t just turn down sex with you three.
Do you know how much I've been dying to have you inside me again?”
“Who the fuck are you, Nola Edwards?” I ask on a low growl, leaning back in my chair. “Because everything we thought we knew about you was wrong.”
“Then get to know me, for real this time. Stop running, and just accept the fact we’re made for one another. I’m yours, Jasper. So take me.” She lifts herself up on her knees, placing her hands on my thighs.
My cock thickens behind my jeans, pressing against my slacks.
My heart starts to race, arousal flooding me as she moves her dainty hands to my fly. “Let me apologize for keeping this from you.” She pulls down my zipper. “I won't lie again. No more secrets. I promise.”
“You want to show me you’re sorry?” I ask as she takes my thick, heavy cock out.
She wraps her hand around my length, giving it a squeeze.
I suck in a breath, holding back a growl.
“Then show me.” I grab her hair again, shoving her head down and forcing her on my cock.
She gags as I hold her down, forcing her to take all of me down her throat.
I let out a deep, heady moan. Her hot, wet mouth wrapped around my cock, feeling so damn good.
Lifting her up, I only allow her to breathe for a second before shoving her back down. Gathering her hair out of her eyes and into my fist, I look at her through hooded eyes as she looks up at me through her lashes.
Without a word, I force her down over and over again to take my cock, making her choke on it.
The sounds she makes, the feeling of her saliva dripping down my cock and balls as her tears spill down her face, have me coming undone. I hold her head still between my palms as I start to thrust into her mouth, fucking her throat like it’s my own personal sex toy.
The sounds she makes are wet and dirty, gagging on my cock and her spit.
“Look at you,” I grunt, burying her nose into the hairs at the base of my cock. “You’re a fucking mess,” I snarl, pulling her off and letting her gasp for air before doing it again and again.
Every time she takes me all the way, she swallows around my shaft, driving me fucking wild.
She doesn’t try to fight me off, doesn't tap my thigh to indicate I should stop, she doesn’t protest at all.
“You’re taking it like a good little hole,” I spit. “You look so fucking perfect when you cry, whore. Give them to me, I want all your fucking tears.”
She’s a mess, with snot, tears, and drool coating her face.
But I’ve never seen anything so enchanting.
My thrusts become brutal as I chase my release, my chest heaving, nostrils flaring as I keep my eyes on the girl on her knees for me.
My girl. My Lola. Mine!
“Take it, Lola,” I grunt. “Take my cock, swallow my cum.”
My thrusts grow choppy, my orgasm rushing to the surface. When I cum, I hold her back down on my cock and let out a long, loud groan as I spill down her throat.
She does her best to swallow everything I give her, but it’s too much, and she can't breathe.
Pulling her off my cock, she gasps for air, coughing as cum dribbles down the side of her mouth.
“You’re such a fucking mess,” I say in awe. Her eyes are red-rimmed and watery, her lips swollen from the abuse, but the smile she gives me is my undoing.
With a snarl, I yank her into my lap and kiss her like a starving man. She whimpers as I suck my cum from her tongue, licking into her mouth and tasting myself on her.
Ripping my lips from hers, we both pant heavily. “You are ours, Nola. Do you understand that?”
She nods frantically.
“Anyone who looks at you the wrong way will fucking lose their life. We are not nice people, we are fucking monsters. But we will never truly hurt you. You are safe with us; it’s everyone else who has to worry.
We gave you a chance to run, but that's long gone now. We’re never letting you go again.
Do not lie to us. Do not keep things from us. Do you understand?”
She nods. “I promise.”
“We are a team, a family. You don’t do anything alone.”
“I understand.” She nods, tears still trailing down her cheeks.
“Did you mean what you said, about helping us shift the attention elsewhere?”
She nods again. “Anything you need, I’ll do it.”
Pulling her into my lap, I wrap my arms around her. She curls up against me, laying her head against my chest.
This feels right, like she belongs here, with me, with us.
I will never let her go. She’s mine. I’ve missed enough time with her, no more.
“Guess we have some work to do, boys. What do you say, how about we put a big dog down?”