Monsters' Gift (Crude Hill High 2)

At first, he started to go fast, to take her deeper. She whimpered, moaned his name, and he sped up, forcing her down onto him as he thrust up. Emily wrapped her arms around his neck, holding as he fucked her. I worked my cock, and I knew Caleb and Vadik were doing the same. All of us knowing we wanted where River was right now, but waiting our turn.

When River finally came, his pleasure filled the room and I saw how tightly he held her. There would be bruises on her hips from his control.

“Thank you,” River said.

She kissed him deeply, and much to my surprise, climbed off him. She turned toward us, her gaze going to all of us. I didn’t have time to look elsewhere as she came toward me. Emily was full of surprises tonight as she slowly sank to her knees before me. She pulled my sweatpants down so they fell to my ankles and then her mouth was over my cock.

I let go of my shaft, sinking my fingers into her hair and feeling her tight lips swallow me up. I thrust inside her, hitting the back of her throat, only for her to pull away and then bob back in.

She worked me over and over, and I was so close. I wanted to last for her, but with how perfect her mouth was, I didn’t have any control. I came, spilling between her lips and sliding down her throat. She let out a moan as she swallowed every last drop.

Fuck!

Perfection.

Sheer fucking perfection. That was what she was.

I loved her more than anything in the world. Dean’s and Daniel’s days were numbered. I didn’t want her to go on living afraid. We had a life to lead. Seven long years to catch up on. It was time for us to start living them and not staying in the past.

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Vadik

I had a feeling I knew what Emily was going through. She almost died tonight and it scared her. As I watched her suck Gael, I understood what she meant. When Drake called us and told us what had happened, I’d been so fucking scared. I hadn’t agreed with Caleb putting her in her room like a scolded child, but he meant well. Fear made us all do shitty things.

We’d proven time and again we couldn’t lose her.

We were the ones who had fucked up when it came to Emily. We put her life in danger rather than taking care of our dads when we had the chance.

Two were left.

Some men might have felt a slight bit of remorse at their parents dying. Not me. I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Marshall Keller had taken the only thing that had any meaning to me. He’d put me through hell, and for that, I could never forgive him. Seeing his dead body tonight had filled me with pleasure to know he was dead and he could never hurt me or my loved ones again.

I heard Gael’s moan of pleasure, and Emily got to her feet, moving toward me. The bruises around her neck angered me. The smile she gave me, though, that was worth everything in the world.

She came toward me, and I didn’t care that she had Gael’s cum on her tongue. I pulled her close and kissed her. Sliding my hand down to her ass, I lifted her and placed her on the edge of the bed. Her hands were already on my trousers, opening up the belt, then sliding down the zipper. I’d been touching myself but through my pants. I wanted to show some kind of control, but it had been for nothing.

As if I could ever really have any kind of control with this woman.

The instant she pulled my cock out of my pants, I felt so much fucking relief it was unreal.

I closed my eyes, basking in the few seconds of pleasure, and then it was torture as she worked up and down my cock.

Swatting her hand out of the way, I moved to her cream-filled pussy.

River’s cum was already spilling down her thighs, and there was no jealousy. She was ours. She belonged to each of us.

Finding her entrance, I pushed inside, feeling her sweet walls come around me.

She’d been fucked with River’s cock, and she was still tight, but she was even wetter. River had gotten her prepared to take us. Gael had wasted his chance by having her mouth, but damn, she did have a pretty set of lips. Taking possession of her mouth again, I kissed her deeply as I fucked her.

“I love you,” she said.

I’d heard her say the words to each of the men. I wasn’t sure if they heard her confession and as I rode her pussy, I didn’t care. All I cared about was having her, taking her, loving her, fucking her.