Page 24 of Primal

It was useless. He was too strong. He didn’t budge.

“M-Mason, wecan’t.This isn’t right. You shouldn’t?—”

“Hush, sweetheart,” he murmured in my ear. “I don’t want to hear your fake protests.”

My jaw dropped and I managed to pull my head back to stare into his face, even as he tightened his hold on my hips to keep me in place.

“They’re not fake!” I snapped. “I don’t want this.”

The words didn’t even sound true to my own ears, and the smirk on Mason’s face told me he didn’t buy it for one second.

Mason shifted his hands to my ass, squeezing as he pulled me closer. My legs automatically parted, as if my body had a mind of its own. I felt Mason’s cock, hard and long, press against my pussy, the tip rubbing along my slit and sending shocks of pleasure when it brushed my clit. The only thing separating us was the thin fabric of my bikini bottoms, and I bit my lip in an attempt to hold in a moan.

“Look at you, fighting against your own pleasure,” Mason said in a husky voice. “Maybe I need to show you how to embrace it.”

I told myself to fight against him harder, to be more insistent about him letting me go, but lust made my mind hazy, my thoughts difficult to hold on to. There was a fire burning inside of me, threatening to expand into an all-consuming inferno, and I just didn’t have the strength to fight it.

“How will you do that?” I asked in a small voice. It was just a simple question, but as soon as the words left my mouth, I knew there was no turning back. I’d just revealed to Mason I was interested in what he was offering, and I’d learned last night he was in the business of giving me what my body craves, even when I fight against him.

In answer to my question, he lifted himself out of the hot tub, settling his bare ass on the side. He was right in front of me, his hard cock inches from my face. I stared at it, licking my lips. He was long and thick, much bigger than Joey, and everything inside of me tightened up with need. A whimper escaped my lips as he fisted his erection and started to jerk himself off. A bead of moisture appeared at the tip of his cock, and my tongue darted out to lick my lips.

“Taste it,” Mason said, bringing his free hand around to grip my hair. He pulled me closer without waiting for a response, and I couldn’t bring myself to deny him.

My lips parted, and I slid my tongue around the thick head of his cock before lapping at the tip. The salty flavor exploded on my tongue, and I needed to taste more of him with a desperation that had me opening wide to take him deep inside of my mouth. My lips closed around his shaft as his cock hit the back of my throat. I gagged and tried to pull back, but Mason still had his hand in my hair, and he held me in place. My hands tightened on his thighs, and I made a strangled sound of protest as I fought against him.

“Relax your throat, sweetheart. You can take more of me. I want to feel more of your hot mouth wrapped around my cock.”

I hated my body responded to his dominating behavior. My nipples grew tight and my pussy grew slick.

“That’s right, that’s a good girl,” he said, and I realized getting turned on by his words distracted me enough to allow my throat to relax. He was slowly stroking himself in and out of my mouth, and tears filled my eyes as I took him deeper into my throat than I’d ever taken Joey. “You’re doing so well, taking my cock down your throat.”

I’d never enjoyed being face fucked like this before, but there was something about the firm way he used my body for his pleasure combined with his gentle praise made my lust soar. I was completely lost in his act.

Then, the door opened. My eyes shot open, and I looked over to see my dad walk into the room. Panic shot through me, and I startled to struggle against Mason again, trying to get him to release me.

I couldn’t keep doing this in front of my dad!

But Mason seemed to think otherwise. He now had both hands buried in my hair as he rolled his hips up and back, no longer being gentle as he fucked my face. Pushing against his legs and letting out muffled protests did nothing to deter him.

“There you are,” Mason said, and I was shocked to realize he was talking to my dad in such a casual voice as he drove his cock into my mouth over and over. “We’ve got ourselves a talented girl here.”

I expected my dad to put a stop to this, for the two men to get into another heated argument, but that didn’t happen. Instead, he moved over to the chair with Mason’s swim trunks, taking a seat as he watched us.

“Looks like she’s a hell of a cocksucker,” Dad said, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. What. The. Fuck? It felt surreal to watch him stroke himself slowly as we watched the two of us. “You like the way his thick meat fills your mouth, princess?”

Of course, I couldn’t answer, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him, even as Mason kept using my mouth, his groans thick in the air.

Dad was just as big as Mason, maybe even a little longer, and he worked his cock with firm strokes, squeezing the tip of his cock between his thumb and forefinger. I squirmed in the water, desperate to be filled.

Byhim.By my father.

God, I was depraved. And that just turned me on even more.

Mason suddenly pulled hard on my hair, yanking me off of his cock. “Get out of the hot tub,” he commanded, his voice suddenly hard and deep.

I did not even consider defying him. Dripping water into the wood floor, I stepped out of the hot tub right after him. Mason spun me around, his large hand between my shoulder blades forcing me to bend forward. My hands landed on the side of the hot tub where he was just sitting, and I trembled as the cool air in the room hit my heated skin.

Then, my bikini bottoms were yanked down. I whipped my head in my dad’s direction again, hardly able to believe he was still watching this without interfering. Was he really about to watch me get fucked?