“Eat me please, Sabre. Don’t stop,” she moans and that’s close, but not everything I’m searching for from her. I take my free hand and slap that pretty, swollen pussy hard as I thrust my fingers deep inside of her again. She cries out, and I repeat the action. I feel what that does to her in the way her muscles start clenching around my fingers and her sweet cream increases. I want to lick up every drop, but not until she gives me what I want.
“Say it, Annie. Give it to me and I’ll make your sweet pussy come so hard you will feel it for hours,” I promise, meaning every word.
She looks at the wall. She knows the men are just on the other side of it. She knows what I want, what I’m asking.
“Sabre, please…” she whispers.
“Give it to me, sweetheart,” I urge.
“Eat my pussy,” she says, and if she weren’t already flushed from what we’ve been doing, I know she’d be blushing right now.
That’s when I cave and give her what she needs. I slide down using my tongue and fingers to fuck her into complete submission. I stretch her slick cunt with my fingers and push my tongue inside. I eat her out with my face, using whatever I can to make her quake. Her pussy quivers and flutters against me, her muscles are constricting against my fingers so tight, I know she’s close. I slide my thumb into her ass and push her over the edge. She comes hard, crying out so loud I know my brothers in the next room are hearing her. She shatters, calling out my name and cementing whatever this is. I’ve claimed her. I wasn’t planning on keeping her. Now, I am. Now, she’s mine.
I want to make her come again, but I don’t. This was just to give her a taste. Let her know that I will rule her body—let my brothers know. I slowly take my fingers from her, placing a small kiss against the opening and allowing my tongue to drag in one last taste of her nectar.
I slide to the floor and get up regretfully. I walk around to the side of the bed, adjusting my cock, which is pushing against my jeans; my balls literally hurt with the need to come. Annie watches me, her eyes still drugged from her release. I bend down and kiss her, wondering how she will react to her taste on me. Her kiss is hesitant at first, and then she groans as our tongues begin dancing with each other.
“Do you like the taste of your pussy, Annie?”
“Sabre…”
“Answer me, do you like the taste? Does it make you feel like a naughty, wicked, little girl knowing I tongue fucked you while four men were outside listening? Do you want me to fuck you again?”
She looks down at my chest and again bites into that plush lip of hers before answering.
“Yes. I liked it. I want it again. Are you going to give it to me?” She asks.
“Eventually, sweetheart. Not right now. Right now, I’m hungry and I want rid of those assholes in the other room,” I tell her, giving her one last kiss.
I untie her wrist, kissing it gently, then do the same with the other one. She grabs the edge of the comforter she’s been lying on to try and cover her body. I don’t let her.
“Never try to hide your body from me, Annie. You gave it to me in here today. I’ll take care of it. It’s mine—you are mine now.”
“Sabre, what just happened in here…”
“Sealed your fate,” I tell her, stopping whatever she was about to say. I bend down and kiss her hard, my tongue owning her mouth. When she starts to pull me closer to her, her nails biting into my back, I pull away.
“Oh, it also did one other thing,” I tell her, opening the door to her bedroom.
“What’s that?” She asks me, and I notice she has covered up again. I figure I might as well teach her a lesson now. I leave the door open and walk back to her. I flip her over on the bed quickly, making sure not to hurt her. The open palm of my hand connects with her ass three times, in quick succession. She squeals, but by the third time, her ass is pushing up—needing more. I reach under her to hold her warm, wet pussy against my hand.
“I said, not to cover yourself up. Didn’t you hear me, Peaches?”
“I…I thought you were leaving,” she gasps. I lift her ass using the hold I have on her pussy and bend down so I can bite her ass and suck on the skin. I want my mark on it. Hell, I’m going to tattoo my name all over her body.
“I hadn’t left yet. For your punishment, do not wear panties when you come back to the kitchen.”
“What? But, Sabre!”
I still have one hand wrapped around her pussy and feel the liquid heat there. I use my other one to push my thumb against the small rosette of her ass. She gasps and tightens up. I’m pretty sure she’s a virgin, she’s too damn tight and closed up to be anything else, but she doesn’t tell me to stop. Mine.