Asimovs future history v.., p.28
Their Stolen Obsession (Phantoms and Obsession Book 2), page 28
Sweet Jesus. Precum dripped from the tip of my dick, and the enticing fantasy got me all excited. Now I needed Liv to lick my cum all up.
Sin groaned. Liv rubbed her hand on his cock. Goddamn. I wanted in on all the fun, too.
“Darling. Daddy needs you urgently,” I whispered sweetly in her ear and unzipped my pants. “Be a good little slut and get down on your knees.”
Before Liv released the end of the blade from Sebastian’s throat, I unclasped his chain from the ceiling and wrapped them around my wrist. I held them tightly and waited eagerly for her to obey. I knew she would because our girl was too consumed by her need and mesmerized by my hand stroking what she wanted in her pretty mouth.
Suddenly, Sebastian went for Liv. He was quick, but he wasn’t fast enough for me. I pulled the chain until his arms bent backward with a crack while the cry of his pain startled Liv and made her look up. The flash of panic quickly left her eyes when she saw I had her ex under control.
“Pull tighter. I think he enjoys that.” Liv smirked as my dick bobbed with excitement at her reaction to my torturous tactic.
“Yes, ma’am.” I gave the chain a jerk, and Sebastian cried out in agony. “Goddamn, you look so good down there. But what about my best friend?”
Liv peered up at Sin with her gorgeous eyes and reached up for his belt. Christ. Her hands worked fast while Sin pulled down his zipper, and the sound made my dick spit out more jizz. I got carried away. I stroked my shaft faster, waiting for my turn while she took Sin’s cock into her hand and opened her mouth to take him in.
Sin whacked her cheek with his ten-inch hard dick. “Not yet. Spit on the tip.”
The shocked expression on her face turned mischievous. Liv was eager to please down on her knees and do whatever she was told. She was about to show Sebastian who she belonged to.
Liv spit on Sin.
“Good girl. Such a skilled listener…” Sin grinned down at Liv. “Now, open wide for Daddy.”
Liv opened her wet hole while Sin let a long trail of spit dangle down onto her tongue. Once the dribble was done, she licked up the side of his cock and gave his mushroom head a nibble. My best friend groaned, causing excitement to stir inside of me, but Sebastian—not so much. He grumbled something I couldn’t quite understand because I didn’t give a fuck. All I cared about was our girl as she pleasured us and gave into her temptation.
“Yes, Liv, look at you. Taking such good care of my best friend.” I stroked Liv on the head. “But don’t forget about me, darling.”
Liv took my cock in her hand, and she spit on me. Shit. I never knew spitting could be this good.
Our girl had two cocks in her hands, stroking each one up and down. Liv paid extra attention to me while her tongue rolled like a wave on my dick, and her doe eyes stared up at me. Fuck. She was hot.
My hand crawled into her black strands and gripped some hair while I sighed my praise at her. I couldn’t turn away, fully zoned in as if we were the only two people in this goddamn storage unit. Until mother fucking Sebastian opened his big mouth and Sin pressed on a wound. Christ. Liv felt amazing.
The slow dance with Liv’s tongue stopped as she still jerked my girth while she turned back to Sin and took him into her mouth. Sin moaned while he looped his fingers together behind his head and gave the impression of someone relaxed while on vacation. Only the woman of his dreams had her lips wrapped around his dick and was making his fantasy a reality.
“Sweetheart. Take me in. Slowly…” Sin encouraged as he closed his eyes, and Liv inched his cock in more. “Yes, just like that, as deep as you can go.”
Slowly, Liv stroked me as my dick throbbed in her grasp, and I wished there was another hole available to bury myself in. It’d be easy to undo her pants and shove my shaft into her nice, tight ass, but this was about our girl. This was her moment to shine and take back everything Sebastian had done to her.
Liv had full control.
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Gradually, Liv took Sin carefully because his dick was a monster. Her mouth stretched wide, drool popped out from the corners of her lips, and her eyes watered. She made a sound when the tip of Sin hit the back of her throat, and he couldn’t contain the beast any longer.
“Fuck this.” Sin reached down and grabbed Liv’s head.
Sin face fucked Liv.
Liv’s throat opened for Sin while he thrusted at full force with his tense body, knees bent, and he rammed his cock into her. Her other hand rested on his thigh, and she couldn’t push away even if she tried, but she didn’t fight him. She let her throat muscles relax as her gag reflex kicked in, and she made the most satisfying sounds while she swallowed his cock.
“Mm… Liv,” Sin groaned as he bit his bottom lip and released it.
I thrusted in Liv’s hand to the same rhythm as my best friend. Unable to get enough of the stimulation coursing through my body. Fuck. I almost came in her hand.
Suddenly, Sin pulled out of Liv’s mouth, and she gasped for breath. Tears ran down her face and mascara stained her cheeks. She didn’t waste a beat and gripped Sin’s cock, stroking him with all her salivated lubrication.
“My turn, darling,” I rumbled impatiently, gripped her chin, and turned her toward me. “I want to feel those muscles contract around my cock.”
Liv playfully licked the tip of my dick and then smiled up at me. Her friskiness made me groan. The sound rumbling in my throat. She enticed me like a damn cat, sinking its claws into me. Her wickedness made me want to grab her and stuff her full, but I wanted to take my time with her. I needed to pace myself because I wanted fucking Sebastian to enjoy the show.
Liv nibbled at the end of my knob. “Do you like that?”
“Oh, yes, darling, yes.” I grinned like a goddamn idiot who couldn’t get enough of her. “Do it again.”
Liv bit down harder this time, enough to make me gasp in delight. Her pearly whites were sharp, but I wasn’t a wimp with a weak cock. I was a motherfucking thick brute. I was bound to get off in her mouth while she held out that pretty little tongue and drank me up. Fuck. I couldn’t wait, and the anticipation was killing me.
“How about this?” Liv let her lips suck along the side of my dick.
“Fuck, yes, Liv,” I growled and gripped her hair. “That feels damn good.”
“Mm… Work his dick, sweetheart,” Sin groaned while Liv fondled his balls. “Show your dickhead ex no mercy.”
“Go on, lower.” Liv moved further up my shaft. “Put my jewels in your pretty mouth, darling.”
Liv did as I commanded and cupped one of my balls in her mouth. I let out a loud groan as she sucked my nut sack and gently gripped the skin between her teeth. She grazed along the flesh until she released and flicked her tongue quickly, sending pleasure coursing through me.
Fuck. My nuts were sensitive.
Sin asked, “Jesus Christ. Why didn’t I tell you to do that?”
Liv popped my balls out of her mouth. “What like this?”
Liv grazed her manicured nails along the sensitive skin of Sin’s nuts, and his eyes rolled back. His sigh was loud as she went to him and sucked his balls in between her eager lips. Her tongue must’ve played with him, too, because he groaned, cursed, and bit his lip.
“Fuck, Liv, I’m going to come if you keep this shit up.” Sin pulled his balls out of her mouth. “You are damn good, sweetheart.”
Liv giggled as she tapped the tip of my friend’s dick. “Down boy.”
Sin groaned.
“Now…” I cupped Liv’s face in my hands and turned her to face the head of my cock. “Where were we?”
For a split second, Liv smiled deviously but opened up wide and swallowed my manly beast. Immediately, I moaned—I couldn’t contain the pleasure she sucked from me. Goddamn. She was fucking beautiful while she gave head.
The top of her shiny black hair glistened with each bob as Liv went up and down, working on my cock. Sin had warmed her up as he had stretched her wide and all I had to do was enjoy her. She was ready to eat me, consume me, and use me.
I’d willingly let Liv abuse me in her mission to make Sebastian experience all that he had been missing. The bastard deserved everything she gave to him after all the disrespect, physical harm, verbal mistreatment, and bloodshed she had to live with. She was a survivor, and she sure as hell was showing Sebastian she was breathing. Or rather, gagging on my cock, but alive as fuck.
As much as I didn’t want to pay attention to Sebastian and wanted to make him suffer before he died, I preferred to enjoy our girl alone, without this jerk off watching. But he needed to be taught some sort of lesson during his pathetic time here on planet Earth. The problem was, Sebastian had to experience this masterpiece up close to truly grasp that we had stolen Liv. Right out from under his motherfucking nose.
“Sebastian. I don’t think you can appreciate anything from way up there…” I said as I lowered him down by his chains until he was in direct sight of Liv with my dick in her mouth. “There. That’s much better. Isn’t it, asshole?”
Sebastian opened his mouth to speak, but I jerked his chain.
“Shut the fuck up!” Sin roared, gripped his jaw, and pulled him in closer. “Look at Liv, gagging on his dick, and she’s doing such a damn good job, too. Don’t you think so?”
Sin pressed Sebastian’s bottom teeth out over his upper lip as Sin’s fingers pushed into his cheeks and forced him to breathe through his swollen nostrils. His eyes flared with fiery anger while he watched Liv take me without stopping her head bob and she took me deeper.
“This is what your ex-fiancée was doing behind your back…” I groaned as my body tensed, and I was ready to stuff her mouth full of my cum. “Take a good look because this is the last blow job you’ll ever get to see, Sebastian Chamberlain.”
I roared like a damn savage beast with my hand pressed against the back of Liv’s head, and I held her there while she gagged on me. The amazing wet gwock sounds she made filled the air and had me thrusting harder into her mouth. Her wild, teary eyes stared up at me, and she was so pretty I took a mental picture that would stay engraved in my brain for the rest of my life. This masterpiece would flash before my eyes the moment I died.
I couldn’t stop cramming into Liv’s face while my release built as spasms rushed through me, and I took my shot. I released my load straight into that beautiful fucking hole stretched wide for me while she vigorously pumped her hand up and down on my best friend. My jizz, mixed with her saliva, leaked out of her mouth. She was the most precious sight I had ever seen.
“Goddamn, woman. Keep jerking me like that and I might—” A groan of pleasure cut off Sin and he couldn’t contain a curse.
Sin’s dick jerked as he gripped Liv’s arm, and he ejaculated right on Sebastian’s face. Cum dripped down the bastard—he had experienced his first facial. The idiot didn’t even close his eyes, and I was goddamn certain he’d get conjunctivitis. Motherfucking pink eye!
“Ha ha!” I high-fived Sin over Liv. “Nice shot.”
“Shit. Sorry, Chamberlain.” Sin released Sebastian’s jaw as he wiped his cum over his mouth and pushed his face away. “My aim was off.”
Sin put his dick away.
Sebastian gagged on Sin’s cum, his eyes blinked repeatedly at the sting of the jizz. I let the asshole fall to the ground with a hard thump, and he hit his head. Poor fucking piece of scum.
Liv released me from her mouth and picked up the knife from the ground. She stared down at Sebastian, who tried to get up, but failed miserably and fell back down to the ground. Her head tilted as she examined the concussed asshole who never loved her, and she reached down for him. Her hand gripped his hair, and she pulled his face up to peer him straight into his eyes.
“Goddamn slut! I’m going to kill you if it’s the last thing I—” Liv sliced the knife across Sebastian’s throat, silencing him.
A nice clean cut straight under the fucker’s chin. The crimson color glistened on the blade, making it all shiny and bright, and I was goddamn jolly. Excited by this gratifying occasion of watching Sebastian die after waiting a long time for this moment and never expecting how damn good I’d feel experiencing our little obsession taking his life.
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Sebastian gargled on his blood, choking on red as it spilled out of his mouth. His ugly eyes were wide in shock as if he never expected Liv to go through with taking his life, but she did, and she made the thrill of the kill look so damn good. I was fucking proud of her.
Sebastian’s body jerked, and I bet he pissed himself one last time. His lifeless eyes stared right at the woman who sent him straight back to where he came from. Hell. The devil would greet him any moment now.
Slowly, Liv let go of Sebastian’s hair, and his face fell to the ground. She remained silent. Stuck.
As uncomfortable as it was, I tucked my hard cock back into my pants. Liv’s kill turned me on all over again, and I wanted more of her. I wanted to fuck her over Sebastian’s dead corpse and celebrate his death, but this was her first time taking someone’s life. As much as Sebastian deserved to die, she had been the one to do it, and she had to come to terms with the killer she had become.
“Liberating…” Sin pushed his shoe against Sebastian’s dead body. “Isn’t it?”
Liv didn’t answer Sin, and she dropped the knife to the ground as she stood up. She stared down at her hands with Sebastian’s blood all over them. Sure, Liv was in shock, but anyone would be with their first kill. She’d get over his death.
I touched her shoulder.
“How does it feel?” I asked, excited for her answer.
Liv replied hesitantly, “Good. Too damn good.” But she pulled away from me.
Okay, Liv required a minute to process what she had done. I could deal with that. I’d give her some space, but not too much.
Liv’s eyes were blank. Emotionless. I couldn’t read her, and I didn’t like that. No fucking way. Something was wrong.
I tried to explain, “The first kill is—”
“This isn’t my first. Preston was,” Liv interrupted.
“That was different. You needed help,” Sin expressed as he pushed Sebastian with his shoe until he turned over and he pointed at him. “But with this bastard, you were ready.”
“Right,” Liv whispered as she peered down at Sebastian and the carnage she had created. “I killed Sebastian on my own.”
Liv spoke those words almost trying to convince herself that her ex was gone. That she had gone through with taking his life when she had the chance, and she didn’t even pause for one second. She took the knife, sliced him and didn’t blink an eye.
“Well, you can’t take all the credit. We gave you the knife, beat the shit out of him, and tortured him for weeks. We—”
“But I took his life!” Liv exclaimed as she interrupted Sin and pointed at herself. “I did this! Me!”
Liv shook her head back and forth, but she didn’t cry. She never screamed or fell to her knees.
I took a step toward Liv, and I reached out for her. “It’s okay, darling.”
“No,” Liv repeated.
Sin talked over her. “This is all new. Cut yourself some fucking slack. You got a case of cold feet.”
“This isn’t goddamn cold feet, Sin,” Liv whispered while she peered at Sin. “I enjoyed killing Sebastian. Way too fucking much.”
I swear Liv shivered. Her harsh new reality had set in, and she realized she did not differ from us. She had turned out to be just like the men who were fucking addicted to her. We’d do anything for her, whatever it took to be with her. She was one of us—our phantom tendencies had rubbed off on our little obsession. She was our universe entangled with her obsessed phantoms.
“You got off on the kill. So what?” Sin shrugged his shoulders and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “That’s all part of the thrill, sweetheart. The adrenaline rush you get and the high locked in the moment is a fucking dark place to be, but once you accept who you truly are, killing becomes easier.”
“What happens if I don’t want to accept any of this shit?” Liv asked as she stared Sin straight in the eyes.
“I don’t know.” Sin shook his head. “I never fought the urge to kill.”
“Well, I am.” Liv turned away from us. “I need space. Time to think.”
I panicked.
I grabbed Liv’s wrist. “No. We won’t let you go.”
Liv spun around, and I pulled her into my arms.
“Let go of me!” Liv thrashed against me. “Please, don’t make this harder than it fucking has to be.”
The sadness in her voice made my heart crack, but I wouldn’t give up on us. I never could because we all belonged together. Now, forever, and even in the afterlife. Liv was our fucking obsession, an addiction we couldn’t quit, and we were in too deep to get out.
“I can’t let go.” I held onto her.
Liv pounded her fists into my chest as tears sprang out of her eyes and fell onto my shirt. I couldn’t fucking let her leave us like this because she was a damn mess. She needed us more than we needed her. She knew it, and her tiny beads of wetness on my dang shirt could attest to that fact.
Fuck, Liv. Don’t give up on us. Be with us. Stay.
“Yes! I need to get away from you. I want you both to let me go.”
Sin cupped Liv’s face in between his hands.
“Why?” Sin asked as he shook her and stared her straight in the eyes. “We love you so damn much. Please tell me you feel that same affection too?”
“I can’t… I won’t… I let you both hurt me over and over again, but then you’ve saved me more times than I can count,” Liv explained through tears as my heart broke wide open, and she turned away from us to Sebastian’s corpse that haunted our relationship. “And now I’ve done this? I don’t know if I can accept who I’ve become when I’m with either of you.”
