Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35: She Learns Quickly, Faster Than I Expected

She nodded, not trusting her voice.

He released her face.

His hand went to his belt, and she watched him unbuckle it with deliberate slowness. The sound of the leather sliding through the loops was loud in the quiet office. He unzipped his pants with the same precision, the same control, freeing himself.

He was already half-hard, already anticipating. When he pulled his cock free, it was massive....thick enough that her jaw already ached just looking at it, long enough that she knew from experience that taking him deep meant her throat would be raw and her eyes would stream tears.

He was beautiful in a way that made her hate him. In a way that made her hate herself for noticing.

"Go on," Sebastian said. His voice was patient. Almost encouraging. "Show us how grateful you are."

Her hands moved to him on pure instinct now, weeks of conditioning making the motion automatic, making her body remember what it was trained to do. She wrapped her fingers around his thickness, felt him harden completely under her touch, felt the weight of his dick in her palms.

Then she leaned forward and took him into her mouth.

He was thick enough to make her jaw ache immediately. She’d learned the hard way how to accommodate him, how to breathe through her nose, how to work her tongue around the dick while he filled her throat. Her eyes began to water almost instantly from the stretch, from the invasion.

"That’s it," Sebastian groaned, and his hand came to her hair. Not pulling yet. Just resting there. Just a reminder of control and ownership. "Easy. We have time. We’re not going anywhere."

His fingers started to stroke through her hair almost gently, and she realized he was being careful with her. Being aware that this was a transaction but also something else. Something more complicated.

She bobbed her head, taking him deeper with each movement. Her jaw was screaming. Her throat was burning. But she didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. This was the price of seeing her mother. This was the cost of holding her mother’s hand.

"You can feel how much better she’s gotten," Sebastian said. His voice was strained now, riding the edge between control and desperate need. "How she’s learning exactly how we like it. Exactly how to please us."

"She learns quickly," Nicholas observed from the desk. His tone was clinical, almost scientific, like he was taking notes on her performance. "Faster than I expected."

Sebastian’s grip on her hair tightened slightly, and his pace increased. He was fucking her mouth now, using her throat like it was created for exactly this purpose. She gagged around him, her body’s instinct to protect itself warring with her need to comply, but he didn’t slow down. Didn’t ease up. Just kept driving forward, hitting the back of her throat with every thrust.

The tears came freely now...not just from the physical sensation but from the humiliation of it. From the knowledge that Nicholas was watching. From the understanding that this was what she’d been reduced to.

"Deep," Sebastian commanded, his voice tight with need. "All the way. I want to feel you."

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