Hunter: A Snow White and the Huntsman Variation (Stud Ranch Standalone Romances Book 1)

by Stasia Black

  He reached down and gave her a slight smack on the ass. “Grab your cock, Sean. Masturbate as Brigid reams out your ass. It feels so good to be full back there. Don’t deny yourself.”

  “Oh God, baby,” Brigid said, breathless, “it feels so good, he’s right. Doesn’t it feel good?”

  She reached around Sean and took his cock in her small hand as she pulled out of Sean’s ass a couple inches and then pushed in again. Liam went with her, fucking her in the same motion.

  “Ohhhhhh,” Brigid cried, her hips bucking and ass clenching on Liam.

  Fuck, he was gonna lose it. It was too goddamned hot. And every time he looked in the mirror, watching the twin expressions of agonized pleasure on Brigid and Sean’s faces. Liam felt the pressure at the base of his spine.

  Not yet, goddammit. He wanted more first. Longer.

  “Shit, I’m gonna come,” Sean said.

  “You don’t come until I say you can,” Liam barked. And then he reached around Brigid to click the little button on the double dildo’s that made them both start to vibrate.

  Sean and Brigid cried out at the same time as the cock’s inside them started humming.

  “Fecking hell,” Sean said. He pushed Brigid’s hand off his cock and started jerking himself far more roughly than she’d been.

  “Fuck him,” Liam called, “Fuck him like I’m fucking you.”

  He waited for Brigid to get in rhythm with him and then they fucked like Liam had rarely fucked before. He pulled out of Brigid at the same time as she pulled out of Sean.

  And then Liam hammered home right as Brigid thrust her hips and landed the vibrating dildo deep in Sean’s ass. With the double force of both their thrusts, Sean got it that much harder, but so did Brigid, sandwiched between them, the other dildo inside her pushing into her cunt with equal force. All the while Liam buried himself so far up her ass he was making sure she’d be feeling him for the next week. She was so goddamn tight, with the dildo crammed up inside her, it was fucking heaven, it was so goddamned.

  “I’m gonna come,” Sean cried out again.

  “Do it before I say and you don’t get a goddamned cent,” Liam said, thrusting forward with even more force.

  He watched Sean’s agonized face as he clenched the head of his dick, obviously straining to keep his orgasm back.

  It sent a rush of power through Liam that landed straight in his dick. Liam had always been amazed what people would do for money but maybe his father was right, he needed to explore the power that came with his birthright.

  Because right now he felt like he could own the whole fucking world.

  Just to test the limits of his control, he kept fucking them for another five minutes before he gave into both of their needy whimpers.

  “Come. Both of you. Fucking come, right now.”

  Brigid shrieked and thrust against the dildo buried inside her—which also meant she was jamming it up Sean’s ass even more forcefully. But like Liam’s words of permission had been all he needed, cum immediately started pulsing from Sean’s dick. He masturbated furiously and even more pulses jettisoned from his cock.

  Meanwhile Brigid was spasming so hard around Liam’s cock it was almost painful. He’d never felt anything around his cock so tight.

  He reached around and plucked at her nipples as her orgasm went on and on. Finally she slumped over Sean’s body.

  “Not yet,” Liam said, pulling out of her ass. “Both of you, on your knees in front of me.”

  He pulled the condom off and started to stroke his engorged cock, base to tip, base to tip.

  Brigid withdrew the dildo from Sean’s ass and then helped a shaky Sean to kneel in front of Liam. They couldn’t know the immense satisfaction it gave him that they didn’t even question his order.

  Liam moved to stand in front of them. “Lick my cock. Both of you. At the same time.”

  Sean’s eyes flew up to Liam at this, but at Liam’s stern glare, he just edged forward on his knees. Brigid was already there, mouth at his cock.

  “Lick it.”

  Brigid’s pink little tongue slipped out of her mouth and she licked along the crown of his head. Fuuuuuuuuuuuck, yes. It didn’t feel like enough stimulation after being buried in her tight ass, but the visual drove him crazy in a different way. Especially when Sean joined her and his larger tongue tentatively peeked out of his mouth, just the tip of it touching Liam’s cock.

  “More,” Liam demanded, grabbing the backs of both their heads and forcing them closer to his shaft. “Make out with each other and my giant cock. I want it sloppy. I want you fucking salivating over me.”

  Brigid immediately complied. She was a good girl. She reached for Sean and pulled him into her so that their mouths were both right at the tip of Liam’s cock. And then she began lavishing wet kisses between it and Sean’s mouth.

  It only took a few seconds before Sean had gotten with the program and was reciprocating.

  “Fuck, that’s right. That’s right. Keep it up.” Liam looked down at the top of their heads. He could hardly tell which tongue was which now, but he knew he was harder than fucking steel.

  “Pinch her nipples, Sean.”

  Sean grabbed Brigid’s breast and pinched her until she cried out.

  “Now suck my cock while you torture her nipples, Sean.”

  Hesitation.

  “Don’t make me say it twice.” Liam’s voice was low and dangerous.

  And the next thing he knew Sean’s head was bobbing on his cock.

  “Harder. Suck my cock like you mean it.”

  Sean obliged.

  Liam grinned.

  Then he pushed Sean away.

  “Now Brigid.”

  Brigid took him in her mouth right away, with far more expert suction.

  “Play with her clit and her tits.”

  Sean obeyed.

  For a wild moment, Liam wondered just how far he could push it. How far would they go if he ordered them to do something? With enough time and money—both of which he had in spades—could he make anyone do anything he wanted?

  He jerked Brigid off his cock. “Both of you, side by side, mouths open,” he ordered roughly.

  They obeyed. Of course they did. They put their faces right beside each other and opened their mouths, just waiting to receive whatever Liam had to give them. He was their fucking God in this moment.

  His cum shot out of his cock in thick, white ropes, splashing messily over the bottom of Brigid and Sean’s faces. In their mouths. On their cheeks. Dripping down their chins.

  Jesus fuck. The sight had him jerking even harder down on his cock and more shot out. His balls emptied onto their faces and into their waiting mouths.

  He was unsteady on his feet and breathing hard when he finally ordered, “Now lick it off each other’s faces. I want every drop swallowed.”

  Sean didn’t even hesitate this time. Looking down, Liam noted Sean was hard again. He and Brigid went to town sucking Liam’s cum off of each other like it was foreplay for another round. Maybe he’d order them to fuck each other next while he watched.

  He walked over to one of the couches, pulling his pants up while he went. He was still fully dressed. He was a little sweaty after all the activity, but looking in the mirror, he saw that he barely looked rumpled.

  He flipped the switch that turned the mirror to glass. Down below in the club, everyone danced and partied, none the wiser to the fuckfest that had just gone on upstairs.

  And suddenly he felt… tired. Like he had after the unsatisfying and over-too-quickly brawl with the bouncer. The same ennui that had been stalking him for months came back full force.

  So he could make people fuck for money.

  So what?

  That was a story as old as time. What good was power if you were still alone at the end of the night? He looked over at Brigid and Sean, who were still sucking face. Were they just putting on a show or did they actually love each other?

  What did real connection feel like? I
ntimacy?

  Maybe a rich man could never know. People were always in it for the money when it came to him.

  Liam walked toward the door. He needed to get out of here. “Thanks for the hot fuck,” he called out to Sean and Brigid.

  His hand was on the doorknob when Brigid called out, “Wait!”

  Liam turned around to look at her. Maybe she wanted a ride. After all, her boyfriend was a bit of a skunked-up bastard. If Liam was her, he wouldn’t put up with that shite for another second. She was a gorgeous, intelligent woman. Maybe if she was throwing Sean over, Liam would try his hand for her attentions—

  “The money,” she said, her eyes dropping to the ground. “You said you’d wire the money as soon as we were done.”

  “Of course.” Liam affected a don’t-give-a-shit smile, trying to ignore the way his stomach dropped.

  He was a bank. Nothing more. “A deal’s a deal. You two whored yourself admirably.”

  Brigid flinched and Sean said, “You don’t have to be a—”

  “Routing number?” Liam cut him off, pulling out his phone and clicking on a money transfer app.

  Sullenly, Sean went over to his jeans, his cock still half-hard, and retrieved his wallet. He called out a string of numbers. Liam thumbed them in his phone and then tapped in the cash amount with all the zeroes after the four. He hit ‘send’ and then strode for the door, not looking back.

  “Don’t call me again, Sean,” he said over his shoulder. “This is our last interaction. I’m blacklisting your number.”

  He let the door swing shut behind him.

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  Acknowledgements

  Aimee Bowyer, thank you so much for your quick and responsive feedback. You rock! I always feel like I can breathe after I get your response and a thumbs up or down :)

  Belinda Donaldson, as always thank you for your lightning fast read and encouragement.

  Thank you to Maria Pease from The Paisley Editor for proofreading.

  And thanks to super hubby. Love you to friggin’ pieces.

  About Stasia

  Stasia Black lives in sunny California with her husband and son. As an author, she’s drawn to romantic stories that don’t take the easy way out. She wants to see beneath people’s veneer and into their dark places, their twisted motives, and their deepest desires. She likes to toss her characters into the tempest and watch them hurt, fight, bleed, and then find out what, if anything, comes out the other side. Come along for the journey because it’s one helluva ride.