The Wildflower (Ruthless Disciples #2) Read Online J.L. Beck

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult Tags Authors: Series: Ruthless Disciples Series by J.L. Beck
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Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
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Fuck. Yes. That's what I need.

I shift to give him better access, and of course he notices. "So greedy for my touch. I know what you need. Remember that." He thrums my clit and surges into me, pressing deep. "You feel so good. Too good," he groans.

The pressure is building, my pussy clenching tight even as my other hole is invaded. We’re both panting and writhing against one another. Drew presses harder against me, his chest nearly in line with my back. I feel his hot breath against my ear, and I damn near melt to the ground. Before I can comprehend what is happening, Drew’s hand is on the side of my head, his touch searing as he presses my face into the dirt.

"I can’t even tell you how beautiful you are stuffed with my cock inside you,” he growls into my ear, and with the way he holds me down, forcing me into submission while fucking my ass, I nearly explode. “I need to feel you come, feel your pussy beg for my cum, all while knowing it’s your ass that’s going to be rewarded, instead. Can you do that for me? Can you come for me? Do it. Be a good girl and come for me.”

Filthy, dirty words. But those words add to the raging storm barreling inside me. I squeeze my eyes closed, focusing solely on the pleasure he gives me, forces on me.

I moan and nod the best I can. "Yes. Yes. Yes."

Pistoning his hips faster and harder, he thrusts deeper, taking another piece of my heart each time he does. A position I thought we'd never be in again.

“So good, so fucking good! I’m going to fill your ass with my cum. Tell me to fill your ass with cum.”

He presses me harder into the dirt, holding me in place, using me. Tears leak from my eyes, and I know I’m consumed by this man. Owned by him in every way possible.

“Come in my ass. Fill me with your cum!” I pant.

Then I shatter. For half a second, my vision goes black, and my muscles seize up. I’m momentarily trapped in a vortex of pleasure, and all I can do is let it consume me. I’m vaguely aware of his own groans of pleasure, and then I feel the warm heat of his release filling my ass as he slams into me one final time.

I’m exhausted, spent, and can barely remain on my knees. After having destroyed me both physically and mentally, he pulls out of me with tenderness, his release dripping out of my ass and down my thighs.

Just as my body gives out on me, and I fall flat onto my belly in the dirt, the world spins all around me, and I can’t help but wonder what I’m supposed to do now.

How can I give up the man I love?

15

DREW

Isn’t it weird how our plans don’t always work out? How fate sometimes has something else planned for us. I didn’t intend on hunting her in the woods, nor did I plan on fucking her ass, but here we are. The presence of pain flares in the back of my mind as soon as I ease my cock from the tight confines of her ass. I revel in the way my cum leaks from her puckered asshole. Fuck, so tight and perfect. I don’t regret a fucking thing.

As gently as possible, I pull the skirt over her bare ass cheeks and lift her, taking her into my arms bridal style. Doing so causes the cuts on my forearm to split and bleed more, but I don’t care.

It takes a minute to maneuver her into a comfortable position, and then I stand, surveying the woods. I know every inch of this property. I grew up on it and have walked on it way too many times. There’s no such thing as getting lost out here, at least for me.

"I can walk." Bel interjects as I start moving.

I pretend as if I didn’t hear her and instead tighten my grip on her body. I’m aware of what she can and can’t do, but it’s more of what I’m willing to let her do on her own.

As I walk, the weight of my actions presses down on me. I don’t necessarily feel bad for taking her as I did. She enjoyed it, and I know she did, but I do feel like an asshole for doing so while trying to get back into her good graces.

I keep my pace slow. After all that running, I don’t have it in me to jog the entire way back to the house. Plus, the cold night air feels good against my skin. As we near the house, I peer down at her only to catch her staring up at me. There’s this soft look in her eyes, and it reminds me of how she used to look at me before I destroyed everything.


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