Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“Still after some more?” Josh asks, and Heath responds before I can, using his grip on my neck to push just my head back under the water. My eyes are open, and I can see them both through the ripples, tall shadows above me. I blow out bubbles of air, shocked when a hand slides up my thigh to my pussy, and grinds against my slit while I’m powerless to breathe.
Even now, in this position, it feels so good.
It makes it so much easier to be at their mercy…
The fight is all pretend the next time they let me up for a few desperate breaths. I grit my teeth and open my legs wider as they force my face back under the water. My eyes are stinging and my ears are ringing, but my pussy is needier than ever.
I don’t know how long I last while they toy with me – cutting off my air as they tease my clit. One of them yanks my dress down to free my floating tits, not giving a shit if they damage the fabric. My nipples are exposed, and they use them. They hurt them. They use my body as they drown and choke me, but even through the screaming panic I feel inside, I’m desperate for more.
“Do you submit?” Heath asks again, and this time I smile at him.
“I submitted a long time ago.”
“You enjoy being a drowned little plaything?” he asks, and slaps my wet tits.
“I guess so.”
“She likes any filthy thing,” Josh says. “Even being starved of air.”
This is a whole new kind of breath play. One that’s not even on the naughty list it’s so fucking weird. Being drowned over and over in a swimming pool, after being chased down by two suited men out for my blood.
Heath keeps me in position as Josh disappears to the side of the pool. My boyfriend reaches for my arms when he’s out, and drags me out of the water like a drowned rat – a heaving, retching mess as I get dumped on my back on the tiles.
“You’re going to pay for your fight now, curva,” Heath says as he climbs out after us. “You made us get fucking wet for you.”
“Yeah. And you made me wet for you, you sick fucks. Call us even.”
“Still got some fight in you, haven’t you?” Josh says, and puts his shoe on my tits. I really have made these guys soaking wet. His brogue is dripping. “Let’s get that fight out and away.”
They take an arm each and drag me across the tiles and past the loungers. I don’t kick out, because I’m too exhausted to fight anymore. I can barely even breathe, I’ve been choked so bad.
It feels crazy when Heath flicks one of the lights on, and I see the full reality of their getup. The masks are beautiful. Twisted and evil, showing two gorgeous pairs of eyes underneath. My heart leaps with joy at the craziness, and I’m smiling as the pair of them pull their masks off.
My two stunning assailants still have a glint of malice in their eyes.
“What are you going to do to me?” I ask them, squirming at their feet – the kitchen floor hard against my back.
“What any vampire would do to their victim, curva.” Heath lowers himself to the floor. “Bite. Hard.”
It’s my exposed tits Heath goes for first, crushing one as he clamps his mouth over the other. He isn’t lying. His bite is fierce enough that I cry out, and then he sucks, hard. Josh joins him on the floor, licking up my damp cheek before his lips brush my ear.
“This proposal is exactly what you wanted, isn’t it? You’ve been dreaming of this ever since series one.”
My boyfriend bites my shoulder, sinking his teeth in before sucking as hard as Heath. Two hot mouths hurting so fucking bad – but it feels fucking amazing.
Heath finishes up on one tit and leans over me for my other, and I play with the one he’s left. So sore. I’ve been love bitten by the vampire of my fantasies, and it makes me smile. My heart races to a different kind of tune and my mind races through all of the scenes I’ve watched of his over the years.
I hold his head to me, welcoming him as Polly Anna did when she finally succumbed to her true desires and let the Count have his way with her. His hand is warm on my drenched pussy. He tugs my soaked panties to the side and plays with me as Josh lowers himself – shooting me a dirty smirk as he goes. Damn, he looks so fine in Heath’s posh gear. He teases my thigh with his tongue before he sinks his teeth in and takes up another round of sucking, his face close to Heath’s fingers as they work at me.