In the Dark of Night [Part Two]
I had to get out of that sodding place. If I heard one more bloody word about sodding Paris from Harmony I swear to all that’s unholy I’d stake her and dance on her ashes. That bint was going to drive me insane
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I stroked a hand up her back and fucked her harder, faster and she moaned. I could smell salt in the air and I realised that she was crying. Briefly I wondered if it was because of me or him and then I saw his hands on her breasts, squeezing them viciously. A bolt of lust ripped through me and I almost felt a little bad about it. He was a sadistic bastard, but-
“Spike! “I really don’t think we’re making…efficient enough use of our girls faculties, do you?”
What the bloody hell was he on about? I looked at him in confusion for a minute and then watched as he ran his hand down her back and pressed his fingers against her tight little hole. For a split second I was jealous as hell, it’d been so bloody long since he’d….but back to the task at hand.
“Why don’t we see to that?”
Looking back at him, I grinned and pulled out of her. I heard her whimper softly and my grin widened. Little bloody slut.
“Don’t worry, pet,” I soothed as Angelus grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, making her straddle his lap. I moved forward and pressed into her from behind, feeling my come slicked cock slip between the round globes of her sweet little arse.
I grinned. “We’re going to take doubly good care of you now.”
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