Page 109 of Thorn Kiss
“She is, isn’t she?”
I thought about it for a moment.
I’d happily get on my knees for her and call her princess.
“Yes,” I rasped. “Yes she is.”
Madi’s moan echoed through the room and I shivered. The phone was nestled between my breasts, my fingers gripping theblankets as wet sound followed. I couldhearhow wet I was. How wet she was.
I was turned on so much it almost hurt. My clit throbbed, my pussy pulsing around his fingers. I ached for relief. I ached to havemore.
“I want you inside me again,” I whimpered.
“Yes,” Madi gasped. “Fuck her. Please. For me.”
Dallas cursed softly, but ripped the blankets back to the foot of the bed. I raised my knees as he nestled between them, and he grabbed hold of my thighs, yanking me back so my pussy was right there in line with his cock.
He looked down and groaned. “Fuck. Condom?—”
“I don’t care,” I said. “Unless you want one.”
He hesitated.
“I don’t care either,” Madi said. “I was tested recently because of the whole . . . well, never mind. I was negative and I’m on birth control.”
Dallas was frozen, his muscles rigid.
“I am too,” I said. “And last time I tested I was negative. I haven’t been with anyone since then but the two of you.”
“Fuck,” he muttered. “I am too. I . . . Are you sure? Both of you?”
“Yes,” I said.
“Very sure,” Madi huffed.
“What if I come inside you?”
“I think that’s kind of the goal of not using a condom, right?” I teased.
Madi’s laugh echoed. Dallas swallowed hard, his hands still gripping my legs like two cuffs.
“I don’t know . . . Are you sure . . . ?” He trailed off.
I was admitting something aloud that I’d never said outright before. “Dallas, I want your cum inside me. There’s not a singlepart of me that wants children, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to feel like you’re breeding me.”
My throat tightened as his eyes lit with fire.
“If you don’t want to?—”
He thrusted forward, sheathing his cock inside me. I cried out, moaning as I took every inch of him, his grip on my legs hard enough I knew there’d be marks tomorrow. And god, did I want them. I wanted the evidence of him roughly fucking me all over my body.
“Fuck,” I gasped. “Fuck.”
“What happened?” Madi asked.
“She took every inch,” Dallas grunted.
“Damn. That’s a feat.”
