Page 79 of Hell House
She flits her eyes to Walker, giving him a full-on smile, her whole face lighting up- which he returns as he drops his clothes, baring everything to her. Fucking Walker Hart smiling at that large of a wattage makes my chest squeeze with something that feels like jealousy. I don’t think Salem has ever smiled at me like that. She scowls, she grimaces frequently, she gifts me with countless glares, maybe a smirk, but never a full out smile and now I’ve made it my mission to not only make her come around my cock, but to get her to look at me like that.
I watch Salem’s fingers dip beneath Emmet’s briefs as she watches Walker work his cock in his hands.
Salem reaches up and traces her delicate finger along Walker’s scar. I exchange a worried glance with Emmet, afraid that Wrath is going to take over for Walker with Salem touching that scar, but instead Walker shudders- capturing her finger with his teeth and licking the length of it to her black polished tip.
“Get over here.” I growl out.
Salem’s spine straightens.
“No.” She says right before curling her fingers around Walker’s neck and pulling him down to her. He takes her mouth possessively, plunging his tongue into her pliable hot mouth. I feel my chest tighten.
“No?” I ask, but she ignores me using her hand to pull Emmet against her backside. He doesn’t hesitate making quick work of taking off her jean skirt.
I glare, my aching cock is throbbing with the need for release.
Emmet rips a gaping hole in her fishnet stockings and runs his finger along her slit. She moans into Walker’s mouth, backing up into Emmet’s touch. The sound of her moaning sends a jolt straight to my cock, making my balls squeeze and my tip leak. Shit, she was so fucking hot.
Walker rips off her shirt and goddamn, she’s not wearing a bra. I get an eyeful of her pert nipples before Walker takes one of her nipples into his mouth while working her other breast with his calloused hand.
“You’re going to watch me, and if you’re a very good boy- maybe I’ll let you come and play.”
Pride roils in my chest. Fucking what?
Sit and watch two other guys ravage the girl I want?
Emmet already has a knuckle deep into her dripping wet pussy while she tugs off Walker’s briefs. She wraps her fingers along his length as he kicks off his briefs, their eyes are locked on each other as she leans down to lick him.
“Fuck, yes Salem.” Walker growls.
Emmet’s mouth is tipped up in a smile as he works her pussy, adding another finger. She moans, the sound shooting straight to my dick. I wrap my hand around my cock to ease the building pressure.
“Did I say you could touch yourself, Pierce?” She’s looking straight at me, eyebrow raised.
That’s it.I feel my restraint snap as I barrel into Salem, grabbing her up her hair and positioning her right in front of my cock. Emmet and Walker stand gaping at me, but I don’t give a fuck. I need her and she damn well knows how much.
“Oh, I don’t think I need your permission sweetheart. Now lick.”
I see the moment of hesitation, my fingers digging into her scalp, her eyes alight with anger and desire. She licks her rosebud lips, letting out a shuddering breath before dragging her tongue up my length.
Fucking, yes.
She licks me again, harder- lingering at the tip where my pre-cum has gathered.
“Do you like the taste of me on your tongue, witch?”
In response she grates her teeth over my cock gently as she takes me deep into her mouth, her cheeks hollow out as she sucks. I can’t help but thrust into her greedy mouth, hitting the back of her throat as she gasps around my length.
“I know you can take it.”
Emmet slides up behind her, but before he can touch her, I rip her mouth off of my dick with a loud pop.
“Condom. Now.”
Walker tosses me one from the nightstand, while he takes out two more.
“Put this on me, princess.”
She rips the foil open using her teeth, her eyes not leaving mine. She takes my length in her hand and sheaths my dick. I pull her up to standing, her chest heaving. Those perfect nipples mere centimeters away from brushing up against my chest. I tuck a stray hair behind her ear, trailing my fingers down her cheek.
