Toxic Hope (Wicked Falls Elite #4) Read Online Cassandra Hallman

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Virgin, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Wicked Falls Elite Series by Cassandra Hallman
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
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Easton’s suggestion makes me close my lips around her swollen bundle of nerves and suck gently, flicking my tongue rapidly against the tip until her hips jump, and she arches her back in a silent moment of total release. Her thighs tighten until all I can hear is the blood rushing in my ears while her juices coat my chin and fill my world with her sweet, musky scent. There is nothing like knowing I can make her fall apart all around me.

And we’re not finished, since Easton and I switch places so he can repeat the attention on her pussy while I kiss my way up and down her tight, firm body. Her fingers dance along the back of my head, nails scraping my scalp and sending sizzles of pure sensation racing through me. This is supposed to be about her, but she’s making it a challenge not to forget all about that.

“If I didn’t know any better,” she murmurs in a voice thick with pleasure, “I would think you’re trying to distract me this morning.”

She’s not wrong. This is a big day, one she’s been both looking forward to and dreading ever since she had a new batch of tests run. It’s been three months since she started her new treatment plan, the benchmark her doctor set when they first started. She’ll go in later this morning to get the results.

She’s been feeling good lately, which I can only take as a positive sign. She looks a little better all the time, too. Her energy levels improve a little bit every day, and she might not admit it out loud—she’s afraid of jinxing herself—but she’s feeling more hopeful about her treatment. About the future in general.

Though, at the moment, I think she’s a little more interested in what we’re doing to her. Easton’s face is buried in her pussy, and his hungry grunts tell me he’s feasting on her. “Yes…” she whispers, reaching down to run her fingers through his hair. “Yes, just like that. I love it.”

Her eyes open and meet mine before a soft smile lights up her face. “I love you.”

“I love you,” I whisper back, kissing her waiting lips. “We both do. You are so loved, Emma.” And to prove it, I go back to kissing and licking every inch of skin I can reach while my hands claim her again; touching, stroking, playing with her until she whimpers and moans and rolls her hips in slow, sensuous circles.

That could be enough, too. This is supposed to be all about her. But after she’s finishes coming for a second time, and Easton lifts his head, wiping his chin with the back of his hand, she rolls onto her side and reaches for me. “I need you.” She reaches for Easton, too, pulling him in behind her while draping her leg over mine to draw me closer.

How am I supposed to refuse that? I can’t. I won’t. Besides, I understand, as I drag my head through her wet slit. She wants to feel everything. She wants to be close to us. A few more minutes of normal in case everything goes to shit later on. That’s what I’m thinking about when I enter her, and she arches against me, reaching back to wrap an arm around Easton’s neck. She turns her head to kiss him while I move inside her. So tight, so wet, her muscles still fluttering like she’s greedy for my cock and wants to pull me deeper.

When it’s too much, I pull back to let Easton take my place, and now I kiss her, stroking her face, her neck, while he takes her from behind. “Fuck,” he breathes as he buries himself in deep strokes. “You feel so good.”

“Yes,” she moans before burying her face in my neck to muffle what she can’t hold back. Her body moves against him, against me, taking what it needs. All I can do is give it to her, taking Easton’s place, fucking her harder and deeper the way she so obviously wants it.

“Are you ready to come for me?” I whisper in her ear once she starts to clench around me. She nods, still moaning into my neck. “Let me feel it. Soak this cock.”

She shudders in response before a million tiny muscles massage me. I have to pull out before it’s too late, grabbing a hold of myself and spilling ropes of cum against her inner thigh to go along with what Easton leaves there. For a long time, there’s nothing but the sound of the three of us breathing hard, soaking in the aftermath.

I could get used to this, and I have over the last three months. Eventually, I want her to move in with us, but for now, we settle for spending all the time together we can. Emma has even suggested to her grandma that she sell the house and move into a retirement community, where she’ll be looked after but can still be independent. As happy as it would make her to live with us, she couldn’t really be happy if she was worried about Lois. Honestly, I would worry about her, too.


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