to me that make me shiver. “That cunt needs to give my cock a thousand strokes, dirty whore, then you can rest.”
Chapter 22
Killian
I look down at the Demon Queen, limp in my arms and smile benevolently at her after my words. She is completely worn out but there is no way she will admit it to me. She will do as I ask.
I carry her to the bed and drop her lightly onto it. She groans and flops back, but it makes me laugh gently when she lifts her knees and opens her legs.
I lean over and grab her hips, flipping her over.
“On your knees, bitch. I want to fuck you like an animal,” I growl at her.
She lets out a strangled moan and catches Elijah’s eye. He is at her side in an instant, letting me know that something that I’d hoped I would see, has already happened. I grip her hips tightly in protest and haul her up to her knees on the edge of the bed and then push her forward slightly. She slumps forward, resting her cheek on the covers. Seeing her like that, with her ass stuck up makes me rethink my whole stance on female anal. Her rear hole is gaping from the double penetration and is very enticing.
“Can’t say I’ll be that active, War, but have at it. This pussy is yours to do with as you will.”
“Dangerous words, Princess,” I murmur as I drop my pants.
Elijah strips off the rest of my clothes. I am already rock-hard. It was difficult to stay out of the orgy before. I have never seen a female used so brutally before and still ask for more. She is, without a doubt, the perfect match for me.
Elijah’s hand brushes over my cock and it catches Annabelle’s attention. She twists her head even more to look at him touching me.
“You don’t get off that easily,” I say to her, stroking her behind and batting Elijah’s hand away.
Then I grab her hips and ram my cock straight into her hot, soaking wet pussy. She is so lubed up with cum, she is slippery, and it takes all my focus not to slide out of her as I pound into her.
“I say you give up and come way before a thousand strokes, mate,” Devlin says, laying down on the bed next to Annabelle and playing with her hair.
She snorts in amusement but doesn’t say anything.
“Bets?” he adds.
I grunt at him and ignore the other assholes as they take him up on it.
Annabelle winces with each stroke as I steadily pound into her. I have my doubt about this now as well. She is too wet. She is making it too tantalizing for me. My dick is soaked. I can see the cum on it as I pull out only to thrust back inside her. My balls are already aching to release into her, but I have to keep going. A hundred strokes aren’t enough.
Devlin is watching intently. I know he is counting. I roll my eyes at him as I grab Annabelle’s hips and redouble my efforts to focus. But all I can think about is adding my cum to the mix that is already inside her. It is arousing me more than I could have possibly thought.
With a soft grunt, I pull out of her and flip her back over. I grab her ankles and drag her down the bed, sliding back into her without missing a beat.
“Damn,” Devlin mutters, his eyes going a darker shade of blue that I find quite mesmerizing in the heat of the moment.
“War,” Annabelle complains, wiggling on the bed. “I’m fucking raw.”
“Oh no, sweetheart, you are as wet as I’ve ever felt you. You can take this.”
“Fuck,” she screams as Elijah must take pity on her or some bullshit and leans over to lick her clit, soothing her as I abuse her. “Fuck!” She comes quickly, but it is nowhere near up to her usual level of orgasmic ability. Even so, I’ve never felt a pussy clench so tightly around my dick before.
“That’s it, dirty skank, milk me hard,” I pant lightly.
“Fuck, Killian!” she screams and bucks wildly.
Hearing my name on her lips, swollen from being kissed and bitten, I know I’m close to losing it. It is impossible to hold on to my climax with her. I just can’t do it. Her nipples are like bullets and even though Devlin is sucking on one of them gently, I know he is still