Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

Chapter 142

Neither did I, especially when it was a lie said in anger

I wrap my fingers around her neck and kiss her roughly, pushing my tongue deep inside her mouth. My hand slides from her tit to her pussy, my thumb teasing her clit. Her body reacts almost immediately to my touch, her juices coating my fingers. The love language of hellstars is sex. They need it, they yearn for it. Angel might think that she hates me, but her body will crave what I can give her. Stefan, Reyes, and I will take care of all her needs

She tries to push my hand away but stops when I slip a finger inside her. Then another one. When I start pumping them in and out of her sweet pussy, she whimpers against my lips. Her pulse quickens, and I run my thumb up and down her neck

Is she still sore?

Her inner muscles clench around my fingers. Even if she is, I need to have her again, to possess her, until the bond is back and she is carrying our baby

"She is hurt," Reyes reminds me

It might be a problem, but if we are careful, we can fuck her, wreck her and show her that her place is with us

Breaking the kiss, I say, "I am not fucking her, just proving to her how

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perfect she is." Then, to Angel, "Do you feel how hard you are squeezing my fingers? Your pussy is heaven!" If I am not inside her soon, I might die

She shakes her head, not believing me. I should have never told her she was loose. It will take time to have her gain her confidence back

I curl my fingers, teasing a spot inside her that produces so much pleasure to women. When warm liquid gushes out of her, her lips part

to be so much

pants and have her ride me while I worship her tits. However, this moment isn't about me but about her. We broke something fundamental in her;

shirt collar down her shoulders, exposing her tits to me. The most beautiful pair I have ever seen. Not too big, not too small, just the perfect handful. Just like I prefer them. Reyes kneads them, her dark nipples turn hard as pebbles, making my mouth water. I move my fingers faster, pressing my thumb against her

her hips rocking against my palm.

lean back on the sofa and watch as Angel rides my fingers. She is glorious. How

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have always been sexual beings, and Angel, who carries the essence of one of them inside her, was born to be fucked, worshiped, and loved. I will

his lips. Her back arches

she whimpered as her tempo increased. Her body needs a good

keep her up all night long, fucking her and forcing

the chance for a special connection with

run down my fingers, and I wish it

I lift the hem of her shirt, exposing her ass to Stefan. Bruises cover her from how

Stefan clenches his jaw, his eyes glued to Angel's ass. "What

hands move to my chest, her fingers digging into my

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going to be a good girl for us?" I should not be playing this game right now, but this time, I won't hurt her.

closes her eyes. "Yes," she

Fuck me dead

to me? A hellstar submitting to

her nipple only to claim

want my cock or my tongue inside that sweet pussy of yours?" She whimpers something. Was that a yes? Because

Angel. After I have made you cum on my tongue a few times," I let her know. "Let's take her to the master bedroom," I

bedrooms and two bathrooms are on the second floor, together with a big terrace with a small sunroom, while the first floor consists of a