All Yours Daddies (by Mirabella) novel Chapter 20

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SARAH

I didn’t come here to be handled gently. I came here to be fucked until I lose memory of every terrible thing that’s happened in the last 24 hours. And with the way the HawkThorne brothers stare at me like I’m their favorite meal about to be devoured, I’m certain I fucking will.

Ronan’s lips stretch into a smile. It’s there, but his eyes are void of any form of amusement.

“Sit.”

One word. One order. Yet, I obey thoughtlessly like a good little girl. I’ll do anything I’m asked to do. I’m needy like that.

I step backwards towards the bed and sit on the edge quietly. My right leg crosses over my left, and a frown forms on Ronan’s face.

“Legs open, kitten. I didn’t ask you to close them.”

Legs open. Got it.

Slowly, I spread my legs apart, revealing my wetness to their bare eyes. Malachi lips move, mouthing the word “fuck”, but it’s inaudible. I see the hunger in Jaxon’s eyes.

Ronan steps forward, and with every inch of distance he covers, my heart hammers against my chest. I’m excited, but there is also something unnerving about the way he looks at me.

He goes down on his knees in front of me. His eyes are planted on my pussy. He’s so hot. Fuck.

I watch his shoulders flex as he takes off his suit jacket. It falls to the ground behind him. Electric blue eyes travel ever so slowly towards mine, leaving a trail of warmth on every inch of my skin he looks past. He pulls his rings off his fingers, and rolls his sleeves up to reveal the cross tattoo on the back of his right hand, very close to his palm.

He’s like a god, and he’s taken my breath away by simply being so close to me. I can’t think. No thoughts form in my head no matter how hard I try. I’m utterly mesmerized by the man on his knees in front of me.

My breath hitches in my throat as he raises his middle finger to his lips. He locks eyes with me as he slides his middle finger between his lips, tongue curling around and I can’t help but imagine it’s my swollen clit he’s tasting.

Ronan doesn’t rush. He savors it, dragging it out. It’s wet…so fucking wet. His tongue laps at the base before he pulls the finger out with a wet pop, glistening with spit.

“You want this, don’t you?”

I nod eagerly. It’s almost pathetic, but I don’t care. I’ve waited too long to have him like this.

He smirks. It’s his cruel, knowing smirk.

“Good.”

Then, that spit slick finger is between my legs, pushing through the soaked folds of my pussy. I part my lips in a small moan.

It feels good. His fingers are long and thick, far thicker than mine.

Ronan hisses.

“Not good enough.”

Without warning, he pushes another finger into me.

“Fuck!” I throw my head backwards. My fingers grab the sheets as I scream. Two fingers at once. Lord.

“Eyes on me, kitten. If you look away, I’ll stop.”

No. Please no.

I keep my head down and my eyes glued on his as he finger fucks me to near tears. His middle finger curls like a sickle inside me, reaching every fucking place I need it to. His movements are slow. He twirls his fingers inside me, watching tears gather in my eyes.

“Y—Yes,”

“Oh, lord.”

I don’t know what he’s doing or how he’s doing it, but it feels so fucking good, I don’t want it to stop.

Malachi and Jaxon join me on the bed. Malachi to my right, and Jaxon to my left. I can tell by the scent of their colognes. I suck in a deep breath and take it all in as they inch closer to me. It makes me even hornier.

I bite my lip to stifle a moan. Ronan sees this, and he punishes me for it by pushing a third finger into my pussy.