Fallen Into Hell: Fallen: Book 2, Layna Snow [the mitten read aloud .TXT] 📗

And the heat! It was tingly, warm. Surprisingly enticing.

Another slap hit another part of her butt, followed by the same routine of the first one. His rough hands were so close to her core. The long fingers grazing her thigh as he rubbed the heat in, as he soothed the strongest of the stinging.

This continued, the heat moving into her bones, moving into her nether regions and making her clit swell.

She was shocked that by the 8th one that she was so wet. That her core ached. That her body was so ready.

She throbbed in time with the slaps. No longer jerking away, but towards. She felt wetness coat her, so much that she’d be embarrassed, but there was no room for anything else in her mind.

Nothing but the pleasure and the need for more. For him to touch more.

“Nine,” Adrian counted before laying the last slap back where the first one was, “Ten.”

That was the end? She didn’t want it to stop.

She needed his hands all over her. Needed that heat deep inside where she craved him.

Where she craved them.

Mind awash with lust, Sophie pushed her hips back, begging. Needing him to stroke her. Needing him inside of her.

Now!

“Good.” Thane said, approvingly, as he leaned down to kiss her back.

She felt her pride swell.

She had made him proud of her, made him happy.

They didn’t hurt her. And she loved every second.

She could take this, she could make this work.

But these men seemed to approve of her, at least Thane did.

“You did so well, baby. You took that so good. If I check, will I find you wet?” Oh, sweet-heaven. She didn’t want Adrian to check.

She shouldn’t be wet from this. It wasn’t normal. Good girls didn’t get turned on by being hit! It was a little too kinky. Wasn’t it? “You don’t have to tell me. I’d prefer to see for myself.”

And he did. His hand unerringly found her wet heat. “So moist for us. You liked that, huh? Such a sweet sub. I knew you’d be like this.” His hand didn’t move away, instead it slid along her flesh, his finger finding the hard nub of her clitoris.

The jolt was sharp and electric, causing her to jump, to grip Thanes hand tighter.

Oh gosh! She needed. She craved.

More touches.

Anything.

“That’s right. So sensitive. I’m sure you’ll be so wet and hot, squeezing my cock. You want to be filled, don’t you? You want a hard cock in your sweet little pussy. And I think that Thanatos would like to be the first to take you, since I got to taste your pussy and you already sucked me off. I’m going to unbuckle your legs, and you’re going to do what I say, right?”

His words made her burn more. Made her insides melt like liquid.

Thane. Yes, she wanted him inside of her. More than anything.

She needed it.

Her insides clenched on nothing. Her whole body shaking with it.

At her nod, he moved his hand from her body to undo her ankles. Once that was done, he directed her to put her knees up on the ‘seats’ that she had misidentified before.

This wasn’t a bench, but some kind of sex-play device.

It held her knees apart, left her straddling the bench with her butt sticking up in the air.

“Now stay there.” Adrian said, and stepping away from her.

At least she thought the he stepped away from her. Thane certainly did, letting go of her fingers.

Then hands petted her ass. “I know, Thane, it’s a beautiful color, isn’t it?” Only a grunt responded. “I have a unique replacement for the radio.”

And what was that?

But she didn’t have to wait too long to find out.

Adrian entered into her line of vision and unclasped her right hand, the one closest to him.

She could see how the spanking affected him. He was hard once again. As turned on as she was, and that only made her hotter.

And boy was that a sight!

She loved looking at his dick. He was long, full and she remembered the feel of him in her mouth.

Soph couldn’t help but lick her lips at the memory. Whoever thought that someone would taste that good? All salty skin and man.

“You’re going to give me a hand-job. When you release me, then I’ll know to stop Thane.”

Thane didn’t play, he simply prodded her opening with the blunt head of his penis.

He was hot. So hot.

He was large—huge—as he pressed into her wetness.

She was ready. Aching, and liquid for him. But still, it was a tight fit.

She felt her body stretching.

It hurt a little, left her uncomfortable. She wasn’t used to receiving a man that big. But he waited for her body to adjust.

“Tight,” he ground out.

Gosh! She wanted to writhe against him, but couldn’t move her body. Not with his massive hand on her back, or with her body in this position.

At the same time, Adrian pulled her hand to his dick.

She acted on autopilot. She wasn’t even sure that she was moving her hand, she was so focused on Thane’s invasion of her body.

He didn’t stop, didn’t hesitate, just kept pushing into her body, forging a path for himself until he was finally, fully in her. He was impossibly deep, and she felt that if she took a deep breath, there would be no room for him anymore.

He gripped her hips, holding her there as he slowly pulled out again.

The head scraped every nerve ending. Rubbed at every pleasure spot inside her.

He took her over, and remade her from the inside out.

Her muscles gripped him, trying to hold him inside.

Her every thought focused on the tight, wonderful feel.

“Come on, focus