Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Everything I’ve heard about Dariyus has been the stuff of nightmares. They call him the executioner because that’s how he likes to eliminate people. Most men in my father’s circles fear him more than any other.
Apparently, he saw his father tortured and killed by the police when he was a little boy in Iran, and from that day on, he craved the blood of all corrupt men. I guess, in a fucked up way, he’s the good guy in Ezra’s band of criminals, even though he’s the most lethal.
Dariyus shakes his head and keeps grinning. “I’d love to join the festivities, but I need to clean up first.”
“How come you never clean up for me?” Malachi asks.
His dick is still out in the open. He waves it around in his hand like a three-year-old boy who just discovered it, moving it in a circular motion like a helicopter propeller. All he needs to add to the image is the little pew pew sounds.
“You’re a filthy animal, Mal. But in this situation, I’d clean up for you, too.” With that, Dariyus leaves the room, and I’m alone with Ezra and Malachi.
Chapter 11
Ezra
(Two Years Ago)
She thinks I haven’t seen her in three years, but that’s not the case. She just didn’t see me. After that day in the forest, my obsession with her grew. She became the drug I needed to survive. I bugged her phone and set up a camera in her bedroom at her parents’ house.
I watched her fuck her pretty pink pussy with a dildo on her bed, legs open wide as she moaned and bucked her hips. I made Malachi or Dariyus fuck me while we watched her get off. I even nutted on the damn television, pretending it was her face I was covering with my cum.
But nothing is as good as having her here in front of us.
I unzip my pants and pull out my rock-hard dick. “What’s it gonna be, Fawn?”
Her steady hands work toward her bra as she undoes the clasp and lets it fall to the floor. I watch as she slides her fingers down her body to the elastic of her panties. With one tug, they fall to her upper thighs, providing a glimpse of her fat pussy lips.
Briar slides one foot out of the garment, then the other before it’s discarded, and she stands before me in all her naked glory. Her eyes move down to my cock, and her pink tongue darts out as she licks her lips.
“There’s my little cock whore. Why don’t you get on your knees for us, Briar?”
She falls to her knees as if on autopilot. Her back arches and her big, beautiful stomach and giant tits mesmerize me.
My lips turn up at the realization that as much as she’ll deny it, Briar will always crave what I can give her. Three years ago, I couldn’t offer her more. She wouldn’t have gone with only me, but today I can give her what she craves—a split with traditional values.
I palm my cock, moving my hand up and down in slow, steady movements. “Such a good girl. Do you want to suck my dick, Briar?”
She nods.
“Use your words, Briar. Do you want to suck dick?”
“Yes,” she pants.
I turn to Malachi. His cock is pointing like an arrow straight at Fawn. The only thing I can focus on is the thought of her getting railed by my best friends. All her holes stuffed until cum drips from every one of them.
“Clip her,” I say.
Malachi glances at me as if checking I’m sure. I nod, letting him know it’s fine. I know what he needs. He’s the one who showed me that I like it too. Both of us enjoy inflicting pain, but we also enjoy having it inflicted on us. Briar can handle it. She did that day in the forest.
Briar’s eyes widen as Malachi steps up to her holding binder clips, his version of makeshift clamps. The sadistic fuck is good at coming up with uses for everyday objects to inflict pain.
Malachi smiles at her. “I like the ones with teeth. They hurt more, and it’s so hot when a clit looks like it’s about to bleed. We’ll work our way up to those.”
“Do I get to say no?” Briar asks.
There’s my girl. Fuckin’ smart mouth. She’s totally helpless and still biting back. “Pick a safe word, Fawn. One word. The only word that will make us stop.”
“Richard.”
I hold my breath for a moment before I burst into laughter. “That’s the name you want? Your dad’s?”
Briar shrugs. “If I’m contemplating that man, I’m definitely not in the mood to fuck.”
Malachi walks behind her and wraps his hand around her neck before squeezing. Briar lifts, and he lets go. She flinches as Malachi places one binder clip on her left nipple before moving to the other. “You think this stings? Wait until you’ve got one on your clit. Lean back and spread your pussy for me.”