Devil (The Marchesi Family 3)

Devil lifted his hips, letting his cock slide from my mouth. I sucked in air as he teased my cock, licking and scraping his teeth along my length just hard enough to sting.

“Fuck, that’s… Fuck.”

“Mmmm, you’re so goddamn delicious. And your mouth feels so good. Open wide. It’s time for more.”

I should have fought him. I shouldn’t have let this man, this criminal, use me like that, but I couldn’t resist him.

He reached down, grabbed his cock, and slid it over my lips. “Don’t make me have to force you.”

I needed him to, though. If he forced me, I could pretend I hadn’t given in, that I didn’t want this as much as I did.

“Have it your way.” He used his other hand to pull my chin down, and the thick silver ring on one of his fingers scraped my skin. I struggled, but he was too strong—or maybe my desire for him was too strong—for me to fight. “Take all of it. Fucking choke on it,” he growled as he slammed his hips against my face. I gagged around his thick length.

“Fuck yes,” Devil shouted. Then he bent and took my cock back into his mouth, sucking and licking as he fucked my face. I gripped his hips tightly, but I didn’t push him away. I just opened up and let him use my throat. His mouth around me was intoxicating. I needed more. I needed the freedom to move. I worked my hips as much as I could pinned under him with my ankles still tied to the chair. He moaned around me, swallowing me all the way down and pressing his face against my pubic bone. Fuck. I’d never had anyone as talented as him.

I used my hands to brace myself against the floor so I could have more leverage to thrust into his mouth. We went at each other hard. I heard a crack, and the chair wobbled. I almost fell to the side and barely managed to right myself. I was so close. Nothing was going to stop me from filling Devil’s throat with my cum.

He pulled back, his cock dangling just above my lips, and I swiped my tongue over the tip. “I’m going to come, and you’re going to swallow every fucking drop.”

“Do it.” I opened as wide as I could, and he drove into me. I didn’t care that he choked me. I didn’t care that I couldn’t breathe. I needed him. I needed his cum. I needed the hot, slick tightness of his throat around my dick.

“Jesus, Daniels, you’re so good. So fucking good.” Devil pushed all the way in, and I choked as his hot spunk flooded my throat. I swallowed again and again. His climax seemed like it would never end. When he finally pulled out, I swiped a hand across my mouth then licked it clean, savoring the taste of him.

He’d stopped sucking me as he came, but he took me down again. I groaned, the sound rough coming from my abused throat. He hummed around me, and the vibrations brought me right back to the edge. “Please don’t stop.”

He chuckled around my cock, then started sucking again, long deep pulls that were going to fucking kill me.

I worked my hips, pushing deeper and deeper into him. He opened and took it all. I slid my hands into his hair and shoved his face against me as I thrust up into him and came. The feel of him swallowing around me prolonged the pleasure. When I was finally spent, I dropped back, head thudding against the floor.

Devil laid his head on my knee, and I felt his ragged breaths against my thigh as my thoughts drifted. An idea for a bargain came to me. I supposed Devil had been right. We needed to let off steam in order to be able to think.

What if Devil could get rid of Sean Murphy for me? I was sure he had a way to get the information to Internal Affairs that wouldn’t implicate me or him. If he did that for me, I would make sure the charges against Lucien were dropped. The trade would be worth it, no matter how much it might stain my soul.

Devil rolled off me and onto his back. He stretched his arms up above his head and stared at the ceiling.

“Whew! Now that we have that out of the way, we can talk business.”

“Yeah,” my voice sounded weak and scratchy. “We might have to use sign language.”

He laughed. “I would say I was sorry, but…”

“You’re not.”

He smiled at me. “Fuck no. Your mouth is incredible.”

Heat rushed to my face. Was I really that starved for compliments?

Devil sat up and reached across the floor, grabbing for his knife. He could be planning to stab me now, but I was fairly sure I knew why he needed it.