His Sacrifice

“Jesus. I don’t know if I’m turned on or terrified.” Caleb watched Vanth’s retreat.

“She’d definitely be worth a go.” I could still feel the slight tingle along my bare skin.

“What did she mean about mercy?”

“No clue.” I shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. We’ll just have to enjoy ourselves without her, won’t we?”

Caleb grabbed Cate by the hair. She seemed to crumple as Caleb dragged her over to the bed where his girl still fought her restraints.

I wanted to feel sorry for her, but nothing stirred in my heart. It had been dead since the first ritual all those years ago. I’d do what was necessary to protect my name, to make sure that my legend lived on long beyond my actual lifespan. What I was building was far more important than any of Cate’s tears.

Caleb shoved her down and shackled her next to the raging girl who gnashed her teeth as I approached.

“Don’t fucking touch me!” She arched her back. It didn’t help her escape, but it did give me an even more tantalizing view of her body. Slim and with a narrow waist that flared into full hips. I licked my lips. Her breasts—small but perfect—shook with her efforts, and her dark nipples were hard, begging for my mouth.

I sank between her knees and ran my hands to her hips. “Caleb already did a number on you.” She was swollen between her legs, the flesh red from the flogging she’d endured.

“Morgan needed a little work before the fun could start.” Caleb shrugged and smoothed his hands down Cate’s curvy body. “But I don’t seemed to have made a dent in her wildness.”

“I’ll kill you.” Morgan glared up at me.

“That’s not how this night ends.” I leaned over and ran my tongue along her cunt.

Cate gripped the headboard as Caleb sheathed himself in her tight pussy with one hard stroke. Jealousy flared inside me, but I turned my focus to the prey in front of me as the bed began to shake with Caleb’s rough fucking.

I pressed my mouth to her slit and toyed with her as she struggled against me. “Why fight?”

She yanked one knee toward me, but couldn’t manage to do any damage. She was too tightly bound.

“Get the fuck off me,” she growled.

Cate breathed hard as Caleb ground into her.

“It doesn’t have to be bad.” I pressed my mouth to her pussy, my tongue tickling her clit. She writhed, but I didn’t give up. Instead, I sank two fingers inside her and continued to lick her sweet spot.

After a few moments, her body began to loosen a little, her hips rolling instead of straining. Subtle, but noticeable. I curled my fingers, looking for that small ridge inside her.

She arched, her heels digging into the bed. I had her. Pushing harder with my tongue, I stroked her until her thighs began to shake, her hips locking. She bit her lip, but I felt when she came, her pussy convulsing around my fingers as I ran the broad side of my tongue against her.

When she finally took a breath, her hips relaxing, I smiled up at her.

Her knee pushed against me in a hard knock, but that was all she could do.

Sitting up, I wiped my mouth and stared down at her flushed body. Hatred roiled in her eyes, but that made it hotter.

“Don’t.” She glared.

I put one hand over her mouth—just for fun really—and positioned my cock at her entrance. She tried to shake my hand off, but I clamped down and shoved inside her.

“Fuck!” I barked as her slick walls compressed me until I saw stars.

I pulled back and shoved home. She tried to bite my hand. Fucking hot. I gripped her shoulder with my other hand and shoved her down on my cock as I thrust forward. Each impact made my balls tighten up with the need to release, but I was saving that for my sweet Cate. But I’d enjoy the hellion until it was time. I fucked her hard, mercilessly. Her tits bounced with each impact, and I surveyed her captive form, the way she tensed and tried to revolt, but had nowhere to go. Having this kind of power over another was nothing short of intoxicating.

A low drumming sound began to fill the room. It was almost time.

“Trade me. I need to finish.” Caleb pulled out of Cate, her mouth open as she panted.

I hated to let Morgan’s tight pussy go, but we were out of time. This part of the ritual was almost complete.

I climbed over to Cate, and Caleb took my spot between Morgan’s legs.

“How could you?” Cate’s eyes watered as she stared up at me.

“How couldn’t I?” I slapped her breast and pinched her nipple.

“You’re a monster.”

I smiled and pushed inside her, her pussy still wet and hot. I’d blow in no time. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.”