All Yours Daddies (by Mirabella) novel Chapter 23

SARAH

I blink. Once. Twice.

My breath hitches in my throat, and my heart skips a beat as a flush creeps up my neck. The way he orders me, deep and raw, makes my thighs clench involuntarily.

Heavens. His words turn me on more than they should. Malachi and Jaxon’s eyes are glued on me as well.

Still, he cannot order me around like that. I’m not a whore he picked up on the side of the road or in a fucking brothel. And I sure as hell am not a child he can bark orders at.

Aaron won’t stop fucking calling! Can’t he get a hint? I don’t want to speak to him. There’s nothing to talk about.

“Sarah, Ronan is speaking to you.” Malachi cuts into my thoughts, and I look up at him.

A scoff escapes from my throat.

“You are not going to order me around like that and expect me to just…”

“Get in your fucking fours. Hands and knees, now.” Ronan’s grip on my chin tightens. His fingers claw into my skin. The look in his eyes shifts from aroused to pure danger. I’m torn between aroused and terrified.

I know I shouldn’t let him or anyone else walk all over me, but I find myself moving slowly, until my knees dig into the mattress and my hands follow shortly after.

Ronan stands behind me, grabbing my hips roughly.

I moan softly, and my cheeks burn with embarrassment. I shouldn’t like this. I shouldn’t be so turned on by these men. I shouldn’t even be here in the first damned place. What did I think was going to happen? They were the most brutal and feared men in the country for a reason!

Ronan’s cock pokes the skin of my ass, and I tilt my neck sideways to catch a glimpse of him.

“What are you…?”

“Answer the call, Malachi.”

My heart skips a million beats at once, and my eyes go wide with alarm.

What? They can’t do that. They can’t possibly be thinking of…

Malachi swipes my phone screen, and I see Aaron’s face on the camera. He can only see the ceiling of the room. I’m uneasy. I don’t like this. What do they plan to do to me while Aaron is on the call?

Jaxon kneels in front of me, poking my face with his hard cock. Malachi simply watches us with a smile. His right hand is slowly stroking his dick.

“Sarah?” Aaron’s voice filters through the speaker.

I struggle to breathe past the knot in my throat.

My pussy is a goddamn mess, soaked and throbbing for them. Every inch of me is begging to be filled…AGAIN.

My brain is telling me this is a bad idea, but my cunt can’t seem to care less.

“Sarah, are you there?”

I close my eyes and bite my lower lip hard.

Ronan sinks his fingers into my hair and pulls back softly.

“Fuck.” A breathless moan slips off my lips.

“You’re going to take my cock in your ass and his cock in your mouth like a fucking good girl now, wouldn’t you?” Ronan says aloud.

I try to press my thighs together to give my pussy some kind of friction, but his palm crashes against the skin of my ass, leaving me groaning in pain.

I nod, tears in my eyes. How can something hurt so bad, yet feel so good?

“Use your words, kitten.”

“Yes. Yes I would.”

“Sarah? Is that you? Who is this?!” Aaron screams. I turn to look at the phone screen. He’s frowning at the camera. He can’t see anything, but he can hear it all.

“I’m afraid that’s not loud enough, kitten.” He pulls me by my hair, and I throw my head back as a scream rips away from my throat.

“Fuck! Yes, daddy!”

“Who the fuck are you? What the hell are you doing with my wife?”

Malachi snorts, and Jaxon chuckles lightly. They’re amused by all of this. And I? I’m fucking turned on like a little slut.

“Open your pretty mouth for my cock.”

I know better than to waste time obeying his order.

My lips part slowly, and Jaxon holds my chin as he leads my throat down his thick cock.

Behind me, rough calloused fingers spread my ass cheeks apart. I don’t know what to expect. It’s been a while since anyone…

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