Captured - Cara Wylde Page 0,32

At this rate, I was going to lose my mind. Even if he decided to not break my neck or suffocate me, I’d die out of sheer sexual overload.

Reid moved up and pulled me into his lap. The change of position drove him even deeper inside me. I let out a choked gasp, slumping on top of him, half-thinking that I was going to lose consciousness at any moment. But I didn’t. Reid didn’t let me. His clawed hands landed on my hips, the tips once again nudging my skin.

“Come on, baby. Fuck yourself on my knot.”

After everything I’d gone through, I didn’t think I had the energy for something like that. And yet, once again, I did it. My body moved with next to no input from my mind, and I started riding his dick. It soon became obvious that I couldn’t actually go very far. His ‘knot’ kept him stuck inside me and also meant that we couldn’t use this position the same way I would have with a human man. But I figured out the right way pretty quickly, taking my cues from him, guided by his strong and ruthless hands.

He was so deep inside me that I thought I could feel him in my throat. At one point, we were barely moving at all, but it didn’t feel like it. He seemed to have taken control of every single atom in my body, and I no longer knew where he ended and I began.

When another orgasm exploded over me, I couldn’t have said what caused it. Maybe it was simply the build-up of ecstasy. Maybe it was the way he was looking at me, like I was beautiful and precious – even if I knew he couldn’t possibly think of me that way. Or maybe it was the sound of his voice when he said my name again.

“Isabel.”

Either way, I came, my body tightening around Reid’s dick. He grunted, his knot pulsing one last time inside me. This time, when he pumped me full of his seed, there was so much of it that it leaked out of my pussy, all over him.

As I slumped on top of him, Reid’s knot finally deflated and he pulled out of me. He rolled me on my back, onto the nest of clothes. I kind of wanted to tell him to stay, but that was stupid, so I lay there, dazed, still reeling from the onslaught of overwhelming sensation.

“I’m impressed,” Reid suddenly said, snapping me out of my trance. “Didn’t think you could take it for so long. But then, you’ve always been stubborn.”

At first, I thought he was talking to me, but then I realized that didn’t make any sense. No, the comment was addressed to Thorn. He had been standing there the whole time, still looking at us. He was still hard, and I didn’t think he was angry with his brother for fucking me. But it felt wrong to have touched Reid and not Thorn.

Thorn didn’t answer his brother, so I decided to step in. Maybe it was ridiculous, but I couldn’t help but reach for him.

“Please,” I croaked out, my voice so raspy I barely recognized it. “Let me suck you off.”

Thorn didn’t answer, but he didn’t deny me either. As Reid moved away and gave us room, Thorn walked up to me. There was something shaky, almost graceless about his gait, and that struck me as endearing, making a strange warmth bubble in my chest. The odd thought vanished when he buried his hand in my hair and guided his hard cock into my mouth.

He wasn’t as rough as Reid, but he wasn’t gentle either. His dick was so big that for a few seconds, I thought I’d choke. After the earlier experience with Reid, it was probably the last thing I needed. But I ignored my discomfort and it paid off.

Thorn fucked my mouth, at first slowly, then faster and faster. Before long, my jaw and my scalp both started to hurt, but I let it all happen. I didn’t have a choice anyway, but even if I’d been allowed to tell him no, I wouldn’t have done it. I’d always liked giving head, but this time, it was so much better. I wanted to feel Thorn come in my mouth, to taste him on my tongue, to drink every drop of his seed.

Thorn had other ideas. I sensed the tension in his large body and got ready to take his load. But