Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“Please,” Callum gasps, shocking me.
“Does my little puppy want something?” I taunt.
“Cut the crap, Mona. You know exactly what I want.”
My laughter fills the space between us as I approach Callum and line my pussy up with his face. He leans in and inhales, his nose nuzzling me.
“You’re not being a good boy, Callum. I think I need to see you beg like the pathetic puppy you are.”
“What do you want from me, Mona?”
Chuckling, I let the chain fall and stroll back to bed, swaying my hips, aware of two pairs of eyes on my rear. Slowly, I remove every single garment of clothing and discard them on the floor. Lying on the bed, I part my legs, displaying my wet pussy to their ravenous stares.
I prop myself on my elbows and lock eyes with Callum. “I’m gonna need you to bark like the dog you are.”
His eyes narrow. “What?”
“You heard me, Callum. Be a good boy and bark for me.”
“I’m not barking,” Callum hisses.
“That’s unfortunate.” I sigh, gliding my hand toward my pussy and rubbing my finger over my clit.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, Kitten,” Callum growls.
“All you need to do is bark for me, Callum. Good dogs get treats. You want to be a good boy and earn your treat, don’t you?”
Ignoring Callum, I turn toward Atlas, seeing the lust in his eyes. “Atlas, why don’t you come here?”
Atlas gets up. “No, on your knees. Crawl for me, pretty boy. Show Callum that you’re a good boy who listens to his owner.”
Atlas places one hand in front of him before sliding his knees behind him. Slowly, he crawls to me until he’s in front of my open legs.
“Good boy,” I pant as I plunge two fingers into my pussy, fucking myself. “Open your mouth, Atlas. Tongue out.”
Atlas parts his lips, and his tongue hangs out.
“See, Callum? Atlas is a good little pup.” I remove my fingers from my pussy and place them on Atlas’s tongue.”
“Mm,” Atlas mumbles as his lips close around my fingers.
“You see, Callum? You’re missing out,” I whisper as I slide my fingers in and out of Atlas’s mouth. “That’s it, Atlas. Suck them clean. You’re doing such a good job.”
Callum laughs. “Kitten, I hope you’re having fun because when it’s my turn to have you under my boot, I’m going to make you regret this.”
My body runs hot as Callum glares at me, ensuring I understand that his threat is simply a promise. What he doesn’t realize is that for the past two years, I’ve craved him and everything he could do to me. So his promise is one I fully intend to make him keep.
“I’m looking forward to it, Callum.”
“Then cut the crap, Mona.”
“I will once you bark.”
“It’s not happening,” Callum spits.
I smile. “Atlas, be a good boy and take out your cock.”
Atlas rises from the floor and unbuckles his pants. He lowers the zipper and pushes the black denim down to his ankles. Stepping out of the pants, he stands before me, naked from the waist down. My mouth waters as I take in his hard cock, pointing at me like an arrow with one aim.
“You’re a good boy, aren’t you, Atlas?”
“Yes,” he moans.
“I know you are. That’s why I’m going to let you fuck me while Callum watches like a little bitch.”
22
CALLUM
Watching Mona Baran on the edge of my bed, my boyfriend standing between her splayed thighs as he fucks her, is like being trapped in the ninth circle of hell.
She wants me to bark. If I’m honest, I already feel like a dog salivating over a succulent steak just out of reach. I don’t know why I’m not giving her what she wants. Maybe this is one of those stubborn moments where one cuts off their nose to spite their face.
“Bark, Callum. Bark, and I’ll let you fuck my pussy.”
Mona’s taunts aren’t making things better. My yearning for her is ramping up so much that I fear I might explode.
“Fuck,” Atlas groans. “Goddamn, you feel so good. So fuckin’ good.”
Jesus, can he shut up? How hard would it be to fuck silently?
“That’s it, Atlas. Fuck my pussy. You’re doing such a good job. That’s it, stretch me nice and wide.”
“Fuck, I don’t think I can hold it much longer,” Atlas moans. “This perfect cunt feels so good around my dick. You’re a perfect slut, Mona. My pretty little whore. I’m going to come deep in you, baby girl. Fill you with my cum. This won’t be enough, sweetheart.”
Atlas is pissing me off. He’s getting what I want, and I can’t handle it. I plan to make him pay later.
“Yes, Atlas. Make sure I know who owns this pussy. Take me hard, Atlas. Make me your whore.”
That’s all Atlas needs. He smiles at Mona and spits on her face, smearing it into her skin before slapping her across the cheek. “Open your mouth, you filthy fuckin’ whore.”