Savage Sinners (Elites of Macedon High 3)

“You’re selfish,” I whisper gruffly while thrusting into her. “And controlling.” Another thrust. “And fucking cruel.”

Each pump produces a squeak from her lips and a deeper line between her brows.

“You’re a slut,” I grunt while increasing my pace. “You’re my slut and you like this, don’t you, baby doll?”

“Fuck, yes, I do.”

Her pussy clenches around my shaft. My devious grin makes her mewl and she curls toward me, clutching my shoulders so hard that I feel her fingernails leave little crescents in my flesh. Let her mark me up—I don’t care if she scratches me as long as she knows that she’ll always be my little whore.

“Tommy,” she whimpers. “I’m coming. Oh fuck…”

“That’s right, baby. Get off on me.”

Her shivering twitch turns into a sharp convulsion, and she clings to me while I drill into her. Her eyes roll back while she arches toward me, exposing more of her pussy for me to claim. I’m sailing into her as she rattles off incoherent babble, speaking in fucking tongues for all I know from how hard she’s busting.

When she’s done, she slumps in my arms, inspiring me to pause inside her. I’m just loving the way her pussy shudders around my cock. One slight motion sends her back into a shivering fit, making me chuckle with satisfaction.

“Poor, sweet Alex,” I tease as I return with a hard pump. “You’re so sensitive and helpless.”

“Tommy, you’re being mean.”

My features darken. “Baby doll, you have no idea how cruel I can be to you, do you?”

Her sobering gaze falls on me.

“I only want your pussy. That’s all you are to me,” I say while rearing back. I brush my lips over her mouth while adding, “The hell with the rest of you.”

A gasp explodes from her lips when I thrust back into her. She struggles to push me off, managing to get her feet to the ground and her thighs tightened. All her wiggling does is triple my arousal to the point where I can’t control myself any longer. If she wants to use us, then that’s exactly what I’ll do to her. She treats me like a third wheel. Why not do the same?

She grips my shirt. “Tommy…”

“You don’t get to call me that anymore.”

“But I thought…?”

I withdraw my cock and tuck it away as I nuzzle into her ear. “That was your first fucking mistake, Alex. Thinking.”

“You don’t have to be mean.”

“But don’t I? It seems to be the only thing that makes you take me seriously.”

She shudders and then whimpers, “I thought you were different.”

“Why the hell would you think that if all you wanted out of me was my dick?”

A hand falls on my shoulder, causing me to freeze. When I meet Alex’s gaze, I see how tense she is, the tautness of her jaw indicating her fear. I’ve let my fucking guard down in public—in the middle of Capital City—and now, we might get fucking capped for it.

Zipping my pants up takes a little extra effort, but I manage to do it in time to turn around and see a smirking Soren behind me. In his eyes dance the multicolored lights, the image of Alex behind me, and enough mischief to take down an entire city.

And maybe that’s the point.