She looks up at my face and I guess she can read my thoughts because her mouth fuses around the tip. I feel her tongue swipe around the ring through the top and it takes everything not to cum right then.
She relaxes her jaw and I bite my lip as my cock disappears down her throat, one inch at a fucking time. I grab her soaked hair in handfuls and pull her head in faster. I want to cum and I want to cum now.
She hasn’t taken her eyes off mine and I smile when I see tears slip out of them, running down her cheeks. I’m rough, I know this and I know those piercings don’t feel so good hitting the back of her throat. It doesn’t matter because I can’t stop and I don’t think I would even if I could.
She gags for the third time and I know this isn’t her first rodeo. I would guess Caine makes this mouth his favorite pastime. I remove my hands from the sides of her head and place one on the top, firmly gripping her hair. The second, I run my fingers through her tears gathering them and then sucking the fingers into my mouth. It should be every man’s favorite treat to taste the tears of the girl he’s fucking.
With her salty taste in my mouth, I slam back into her mouth and cum. I feel the squirts as they hit the back of her throat and my crying girl swallows every fucking drop. I want to scream her name like she did mine but I hold it in, I'm just not there yet.
I pull my softening cock out of her mouth and turn to gather our clothing. I grab the used condom off the ground because it’s unsanitary and I don’t fucking litter. She hasn’t said anything and I watch her closely as she starts to dress.
I hear the distinct breaking of twigs and the crunch of leaves, telling me we aren’t alone.
“Did you hear that?” Her eyes widen and she looks around, quickly doing up her fly.
“Probably an animal.” I shrug, but I know differently.
“Can we get out of here?” Her teeth are chattering and she’s clutching a ridiculous gris-gris in the palm of her hand.
“Did that fall off?” I point to the red pouch.
“Yes,” she glances around. “I need to get home and find a new strap.”
“Okay.” I pick up the helmet and put it back on her head, then we get on the bike.
The drive to the house is quick, we were only about five minutes away when we stopped. The house looks dark but I see Cooper’s bright yellow Wrangler parked in the drive. They’re probably still playing their marathon and didn’t bother to turn the lights on as day slipped into night.
Bebelle gets off the bike and I grin when I see her stumble and then walk with a slight wobble. I fucking did that. She pulls the helmet off her head and frowns at me.
“Aren’t you coming in?” She asks, her voice filled with doubt.
“No.” I shake my head and take my helmet out of her hand. “After what just happened, I need to break up with my girlfriend.”
“Oh,” her eyes round and she nods. “Right.”
“I’ll come by in the morning. If you need me, call me.” I tell her with a grin.
“Okay.” She whispers and turns to walk up her driveway.
“Hold up.” I call out and she turns abruptly. “Where the fuck is my goodnight kiss?”
Her smile is wide and steals the breath out of my chest. This girl is fucking gorgeous. She’s back in front of me and I reach out to wrap my hand around the side of her neck, bringing her in closer.
Our lips brush and I kiss her softly, “make sure you remember whose dick had you first today.” I kiss her again.
“I’ll remember.” She blushes and backs away.
So fucking gorgeous.
This next part of my night won’t be nearly as enjoyable but it’s time to end things with Faith once and for all. It’s been in the works for a while but we were both clinging on, her for the status of dating one of the four and me because the girl I wanted was just out of my reach.
Until now.
My chest is tight and screaming as I hop her fence and haul myself up the balcony. I get to the landing and bend over, gasping for air. I haven’t run like that for months and the feeling is euphoric. I needed to get back here before them or this whole plan would go up in smoke.
But fuck, it was good to watch as she sucked in another one of my brothers, literally. Tonight, everything changes and I will finally give the Monster everything he’s been roaring at me for.
I hear Zeke’s bike’s engine and hurriedly open the window and slip into her house. I cross the hallway and enter her room, eager to watch if Zeke lets me down and comes in with her. He doesn’t and I grin as I watch his eyes flick up to her window. Does he see me?
He says something into her ear, his eyes steady on this window and then she backs away, coming up to the house.
I hear the front door open and shut, then Zeke shoves his helmet on. He looks once more in this direction and takes off down her street. Perfect.
“Cooper?” I hear her call out and no one answers.
I walk out to the top of the stairs and catch the end of her hair as she disappears into the kitchen. The light turns on and I know she’s reading the letter I left her, from Cooper. I wrote that making sure to make my writing as messy as the heathen’s.
It’s telling her not to worry and that he just went to grab some food. In reality, both of them got called to ‘emergencies’ and they believe she’s safe with Zeke.
Stupid fuckers.
I back up and slip into her father’s room just as I hear her tiny footsteps hit the wooden steps. She’s humming something and I can only assume it’s because of her post coital bliss. I really need to have a discussion with her regarding her whorish tendencies.
She walks by this room, not even giving it a glance, because if she did, she would have seen me just standing beyond the doorway. No, she’s so lost inside her head right now, probably reliving Zeke’s pierced cock feeding her eager pussy.
Soon, I will be reclaiming her and she’ll be just mine.
The others will be upset but they’ll have to get over it or I’ll kill them, whatever happens first. I know they are my brothers, but they know my deal and they can choose when the time comes. She was always meant to be just mine.
I hear her shower come on and I make my way over into her room. It smells slightly like rain, I look down and see her discarded clothes from this evening, indeed soaked from the rain. I pick them up and inhale the scent. I smell Zeke and on her thong I smell the musk of their fucking. It fucking fills me with a rage so strong, I snatch my face away from the fabric and snarl. I know I watched them but a part of me felt disconnected and I could almost imagine she was someone else. I pocket the panties and drop the rest to the floor.
The Monster sinks his claws into my chest and begins to rip. I was too caught up in the anger I felt when I smelled their combined ecstasies that I didn't see the signs of him rousing.
The hot water feels good as it’s coursing down over my back, taking the cold rainwater with it. I’ll be lucky if I don’t catch a cold after tonight, but I don’t care. Every single thing was worth it. With Zeke, I felt another piece of my heart notch back into place and I’m almost whole. Almost.