Taking What I Want

Chapter 3

Allison

My whole body screams with the need to release. I wipe my mouth, trying to catch my breath as the smell of sex fills the room. It isn't until I’m gripped by my hair and pulled back that I remember what’s happening. Having gotten so lost in getting my husband off I’d forgotten about Noah for a moment.

I let out a small squeal as he turns my head towards him. He’s so incredibly strong, and with little effort on his part he has complete control over my body. Before I can react, his lips come down on mine. He takes advantage of my open mouth and slips his tongue inside.

The hold he has in my hair tightens as I stare into dark, lustful eyes, ones that hold a promise of what’s to come. His thick cock pushes against my thigh and I whimper. There’s no escaping a man like him. I could tell that from that moment he threw Dylan to the floor.

He tied him up faster than I thought was humanly possible. I knew not to run. He’d catch me and he’d like the chase. I knew that just by the look in his eyes. He’s powerful and dominant. He’s as big as Dylan, but he moved him so easily. He made it clear to me in that moment there was no escape.

So right now I just need to play nice and go along with it. The biggest problem is my body’s on fire with need and he’s going to make me cum. My husband is going to have to watch as he takes anything he wants from me.

I close my eyes tight, trying to fight the desire coursing through me. I’ve been on the edge of orgasm since Dylan was fucking me. I can’t give him this. This is the one way I know for sure I can fight him. But as his mouth dominates mine and takes what it wants, I’m not so sure I have that fight in me like I thought I did.

He sucks my tongue into his mouth, and my mind wanders to what the powerful suck would do to my throbbing clit. Can someone cum from a kiss? No. I try to force myself to keep my head clear, but the throb between my legs is telling me otherwise.

I do the only thing I can think of, which is bite down on his lip. Hard. My eyes fly open when he doesn't even seem fazed. Instead, he shifts his body and a hard slaps lands on my ass.

I yelp as the sting on my ass spreads. Then a moan pours from me and I’m horrified at my own reaction. I gasp, and his smile grows. “Knew you liked it rough,” he says right before he gives me another punishing kiss.

He smacks my ass again and laughs. “I like it rough, too.” I swallow hard. I’m not willing to admit that the pull on my hair and sting in my ass are opening up all kinds of dark fantasies that should be wrong. So, so wrong. “Please,” I beg. I’m scared to open that door. Scared about why I’m still so turned on.

He tilts my head back then runs his nose along my neck. The brush of his rough facial hair makes me bite the inside of my cheek so that I don’t moan again. My eyes go to my husband, who’s watching us. His own breathing is heavy like mine.

The man's teeth sink into my neck. My lips part and a shaky breath escapes. I know that’s going to leave a mark for a few days. “It’s too late,” he whispers against my ear. My heart starts to pound as Noah pulls back. I glance up to him, but he’s looking at Dylan now.

His eyes are darting between the two of us. “You didn’t know she liked it a little rough?” He makes a tsking sound.
He grabs one of my thighs in a tight hold, spreading my legs wider. I whimper as his rough hand runs up my thigh to my pussy, slipping his finger right between my slit.

I can’t fight the moan this time when he reaches my engorged clit. “That means when she’s bad you punish her.” His hand leaves my pussy before returning with a slap. My mouth opens, but no sound comes out. It’s not pain like I thought it would be. My brain chants punish me over and over against my will.

He does it again and again until my vision begins to blur. “Give me what I came for,” I hear him say before landing another smack to my pussy. The orgasm hits hard and I cry out as my whole body jerks. His arm goes around my waist, holding me in place so I can’t fall as I ride out the pleasure that courses through me.

“Fuck, she cums pretty.” My eyes flutter open and I blush violently. I can’t believe I just did that. “Don’t feel bad about loving my touch. Even your husband enjoyed the show.” My eyes snap over to Dylan, whose cock is once again hard. It’s like he didn’t just get off all over my breasts and face.

Now he’s leaking precum and my mouth waters as I watch it roll down his length.
He pulls on his binds like he’s trying to get to me. I don’t know if it’s to fuck me or save me. “Rub in the cum on your tits.” I glance down and see Dylan’s cum is still covering me.

With a shaking hand I reach up and rub it into my skin, and Dylan growls at the sight. I gasp when Noah picks me up. He pushes my head down onto Dylan’s hard stomach and jerks my ass in the air. My eyes lock with my husband’s while Noah grunts and knees my legs apart as he grips my hips in a firm hold.

“And now I’m gonna mark you. I’m gonna fuck you hard, girl. You’ll take me, then you’ll cum for me so we both know how much you really want this. Then I’m going to nut in you so deep you’ll never be rid of me,” he says as I feel his cock start to push inside.

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