"Then open that pretty mouth of yours, and suck," Jacob ordered.
I thought Astrid was going to tell him to f**k off, perhaps even use the cuffs on him or another punishment. I really wanted to see what she came out with.
However, she didn't fight us. In fact, she did the exact opposite.
I froze for a second; the sight of her being pounded was enough to make my blood roar in my veins. Her lips parted, pink and swollen from our kisses, her breath coming in soft, eager little pants. The way she obeyed so willingly—no sass, no teasing, just pure submission—sent a jolt of possessive heat straight through me.
"f**k," I growled, my fingers tightening in her hair. I put the tip, and she licked my pre-c*m.
"Put it in," Jacob ordered.
I guided myself between her lips, my grip was firm on
