Primal – Heathens Hollow Read Online Alta Hensley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
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“I would have made you scream my name, so everyone knows who you belong to,” he says, prying apart my folds with two fingers and swiping up with his tongue. I shift on the table but don’t dare do more. “But then had you also cry out their names as I watch them make you come over and over again.”

“And what if I want to be the one to watch,” I counter breathlessly, chest heaving at how hard it is not to break and beg for his cock. “I’ve always wanted to watch men fuck.”

“Merrick and Soren are quite the sight.”

“I want this, Braken. I do.”

His face darkens as he reaches for his phone and begins texting. For a second, I fear I’ve taken it a step too far. He’s asking them to come. I don’t need him to tell me that is exactly what he’s doing.

Then Braken leans forward and finally puts his mouth on my pussy.

His tongue is even better than his fingers. He swipes up and down along my folds, fingers keeping my pussy stretched for him. When he dips into my folds, my head falls back against the wall, and I groan. The pain doesn’t even register; it’s masked by an overwhelming pleasure when his tongue circles my clit for the first time.

Braken does it again and again, drawing moan after moan from my lips. I dive my fingers into his hair, pulling on his brown locks as he begins to suck. My pussy throbs when he flicks his tongue over my clit, mixed with quick sucks that leave me shaking.

My whine morphs into a groan when he slips a finger into my sex, matching in time with twirls of his tongue. Fuck, it feels so good. Every nerve in my body is on fire as he fucks me with his fingers, tongue rolling my clit until I’m a moaning, shivering mess.

When he pushes a second finger into me, I pull him even closer. Braken’s laugh is muffled by my sex, but it reverberates throughout my body anyway. I close my legs around his head as he licks and sucks, fingers scissoring and stretching my pulsing walls.

Heat flushes my entire body, my sweater sticking to my sweaty skin. Braken curls his fingers, and I cry out, tugging on his hair. I’m not going to last long. It already feels like I’m walking a tightrope that’s ready to snap any second.

“Braken,” I whine, heels digging into his back. “Fuck, don’t stop.”

To my surprise, he doesn’t. Part of me expected some kind of shitty remark or another round of edging, but Braken has mercy on me. His licks and sucks grow even faster, fingers fucking me so hard I see stars. The coil in my stomach builds and builds, until Braken sends me tumbling over the edge with a few harsh sucks to my swollen clit.

Pleasure floods my system, my vision going white. I hump his fingers and mouth as my orgasm washes over me, nails digging into his head as I pull him close.

I think I might be satiated, but the fire still burns deep within my body, even when Braken pulls away and licks his wet lips. Fuck, I want him. I want him back in me so bad. When did I get so desperate?

Braken stands and wipes my cum off his mouth with his sleeve. His hard cock presses against his slacks, but the second I go to grab it, a knock sounds on the door.

Chapter 32

Braken

“Looks like we have a party,” Merrick says as he and Soren enter the room.

This has been long overdue, and we all know it.

“We may need to give her a second,” I say with pride. “I just made her come.”

Soren looks down at my hard, still covered dick. “Looks like you haven’t yet. Maybe we can help with that.”

“You both know I don’t play that way,” I say when I see the hunger in both Soren and Merrick’s eyes. It doesn’t need to be said, but since Fiora is in the room, I feel she needs to hear it.

“But you could, Braken.” Soren takes a step toward me.

“How do you know unless you try,” Merrick adds, his typically stern face softening with a strange plea I’ve never seen from him before.

I’m not gay and not bi. Sexually adventurous, most definitely. And there isn’t much I haven’t at least tried out once, but being with a man, and especially two men, is foreign territory, taboo even, and it creates a stirring of unease within me. My already hard cock does throb at the idea of experimentation.

I glance over at Fiora who has pulled up her panties and sits across the room, watching with the familiar desire in her eyes. I extend my hand to her so she can join me and help squash the fires of curiosity that are burning inside.


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