Taking What’s Envied

by Riley, Alexa

  Taking What’s Envied

  Alexa Riley

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  Contents

  Also by Alexa Riley

  Taking What’s Envied

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Stalk the Author

  Taking What’s Envied

  by Alexa RIley

  Allison and Max are spending a quiet evening alone. Or so they think. When an intruder breaks into their house, they’re not prepared for the demands he makes.

  Rocky knows exactly what he wants, and he isn’t going to let anything get in his way. Including a fence and a few simple locks. For one night he’s going to do as he pleases...but will one night be enough?

  Warning: This is the eighth book in the Forced Submission series, but they can all be read as stand-alones. These books contain situations involving forced submission and dubious consent. These themes can be triggers for some but sweet candy for others. If you're willing to hold off judgment until the last page, the ending is worth it, we promise! Just remember, this is all safe, sane, and consensual. Enjoy!

  To Lisa… you will always be the heart of this series.

  Copyright © 2018 by Alexa Riley. All rights reserved.

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  Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

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  Chapter One

  Rocky

  It’s so dark I can hardly see my hand in front of my face. But I don’t dare turn on the lights. This neighborhood is full of rich assholes, and my beat-up old truck sticks out like a sore thumb. I was worried about making it through the security gate at the front, but luck was on my side. There was no one there, and one little pop with my screwdriver and I was in.

  The streets are already empty this time of night, but it’s not really even that late. As I ride by homes with their lights on I can see families sitting around tables eating dinner, or watching TV, relaxing for the evening. At one time I envied that kind of simple life, but not anymore. I’m different now, and I want different things. Things that I shouldn’t. That’s why I’m here.

  I turn down a street and drive toward the back of the subdivision. It gets even darker as I go, because there are fewer houses this far out. This is a nice quiet neighborhood with new construction going on all over the place. It’s how I found it to begin with. I was out here working a job one day and saw something that caught my eye. They really should be more careful about what they let in here.

  Smiling to myself, I make the last turn and go down the long driveway. I turn off my truck and coast the last little bit until I’m in front of the house. It’s dark, but I can see a light on upstairs and my cock begins to throb. That’s the bedroom.

  As quietly as I can, I ease out of my truck and silently shut the door behind me. There are no automatic lights as I go around the side of the house and to the back yard. A fence runs along the length of it, but there’s no lock on that either. The suburbs give people the illusion they’re safe.

  When I go around the back I see the sliding glass door is open, with the screen is covering it to let the cool summer air inside. That’s not all it’s letting in tonight. Silently, I open the screen and step inside before closing it behind me. For good measure, I close the glass door, too, flipping the lock so that no one else can disturb us. I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, and I want to enjoy every second of it.

  I take the rope out of my back pocket and hold it loosely in my hand. I have to act quickly if I want this to go my way. I quietly but swiftly head for the stairs. When I get to the first one, I slip my shoes off so I can move as silently as possible. I take the stairs one at a time, listening for even the slightest sound.

  When I’m about halfway up, I hear voices, but I don’t stop. I keep going until I’m at the top and I can see the light coming from under the door at the end of the hall. As I step closer, the voices grow louder and I realize they’re not talking.

  “Fuck, Max, that’s it. Oh god, right there.” I pause outside the door as my excitement ratchets up a notch.

  The sounds of slapping skin and grunting roll over me and I can imagine the pretty blonde on the other side of the door taking a dick. I rub my hand over my cock, feeling how tight my jeans are. Goddamn, I can’t wait any longer.

  Reaching down, I turn the knob and push the door open slowly. When I step inside the room I can see her flat on her back with her man on top of her, balls deep. It smells like pussy in here, and I inhale the sweet fragrance. I even stand there for a moment watching them, letting them have their fun before I begin.

  The room is big, and so is the bed. They’re in the middle of it and the blankets are on the floor in a pile nearby. She looks like she’s covered in a fine sheen of sweat and his back ripples with every thrust. They’ve been fucking for a while, and envy pools in my balls.

  “Harder, Max,” she moans, and he gives it to her.

  I have to wipe the corner of my mouth as the headboard thumps. Fuck, she likes it rough.

  He’s a big guy, but I can take him. I loosen the rope and wind it around my hands, and I steady myself for the attack. Her moans are getting louder and I can tell she’s about to cum, and I can’t let her do that. Not yet.

  Right before she goes off, I make my move and leap onto the bed.

  Chapter Two

  Rocky

  Just as I suspect, she screams as I wrestle the guy off of her.

  “Oh my god!” she shouts as we struggle off of the bed and to the floor.

  He’s a big fucker, but I’ve got the element of surprise on him. He was balls deep in her sweet little pussy and now he’s getting tied up. I can’t blame the guy for being disappointed in his current situation, but I’m ready for my fun.

  When I get his hands tied behind his back, I grab his legs and tie them, too. His cock is still rock hard and glistening with pussy juice as I pull out a gag from my back pocket and tie it around his mouth.

  I expect her to jump on me or try and fight. Hell, even to run. But she doesn’t. Instead she watches me as she grabs the blanket off the floor and covers her naked body. I can see the look of panic in her eyes as I stand up and stare at her.

  Max is on the floor talki
ng through his gag, but I can’t understand what he’s saying so I just ignore him. He’s on his back and shouting up at me, but I can see his cock is red and angry, so I just assume he’s pissed off that I took his toy away.

  “Oh no, sugar tits, I can’t have you covering up what I came here for,” I admonish, reaching up and yanking the blanket off of her.

  I toss it back on the ground and watch as she tries to cover herself with her hands.

  “Look at how pretty you are. Goddamn, you are fine as wine,” I say, rubbing the front of my jeans. “I’m already hard as a fucking lead pipe. Watching you take cock is a nice little appetizer.” I unbutton my jeans and reach my hand down the front of them. “But now it’s my turn.”

  There’s shouted protest from the floor and I shake my head, laughing. “Sorry, big guy. She’s mine now.” I wink at him and walk over to the side of the bed where she’s sitting.

  “Don’t do this,” she says, trying to pull away from me.

  “Don’t be like that, baby.” I grab her wrist and pull her over to me. I reach out and rub her tit. She makes a little sound in her throat as I trail my fingers down her stomach and then rub it between her legs. “Damn girl, I think you sprung a leak,” I say, licking my fingers. “Shit, you even taste like a rich bitch.”

  Glancing back at Max, I raise my chin. “She act like a stuck-up housewife when she’s sucking cock?”

  He yells through the gag and I roll my eyes. “Why don’t you tell me your name?” I say, leaning down so we’re eye level.

  She looks down and then looks back up and bites her lip. She thinks it over only for a second before she whispers, “Allison.”

  “You can call me Rocky, sugar tits. That mouth of yours looks like it would feel mighty fine wrapped around my dick, but I have a feeling you might not be so gentle if I slide it past those fat lips.”

  Her breath catches and she closes her mouth tight in response.

  “That’s what I thought,” I say, straightening. “But I sure do enjoy watching you getting fucked. How about you put on a little show for me?”

  “Wh-what do you mean?”

  I walk over to Max and pull him off the floor and lift him on the bed. He’s a big son of a bitch, but eventually he moves where I want him to.

  “I mean, I want to watch you suck a dick, and I don’t trust that mouth of yours on mine,” I say, pulling off my shirt and opening the front of my jeans all the way so I can take my cock out. “Besides, he looks like he’s about to cum all over himself. Help the poor bastard out.”

  There’s a chair in front of the bed, and I pull it up, sitting down and getting comfortable. Allison looks at me and then looks to her husband. They exchange a look and he nods to her.

  He’s on his back in the middle of the bed, and she gets on her knees beside him. Her hands shake as she reaches out and strokes him, but it’s not good enough.

  “Nah, girl, I want the real thing. Grab his cock and swallow it like it’s payday and you want a new pair of shoes.”

  I grip my own at the thick base and squeeze. She keeps glancing at my cock, and I give her a cocky smile. “Go ahead and stare at it, sugar tits. You’ll be getting properly introduced to him soon enough.”

  She makes that little whine in the back of her throat again before she puts both hands on Max’s cock and opens her mouth. He grunts into his gag as she tongues the head of his dick and a stream of thick cum shoots out onto her cheek.

  “Fuck, he’s hurting for it. Keep going. I bet he’s got more where that came from.”

  She squeezes her hands around his length, which is just as long and thick as mine. I like knowing she can take a big dick and likes it hard. She sucks on the head of his cock and slowly moves her hands to massage his shaft.

  “Lick him up and down. I want to see him cum on you again.”

  She does as I tell her to and drags her tongue around the head and then down to the base. I mimic the motions with my hands, wishing it was her mouth instead. She’s careful with him, but she knows what he likes.

  Every muscle in his body is tense and his cock is still angry and swollen. I can’t tell if he’s trying not to cum or if she’s teasing him so he won’t do it. But I know one thing's for sure. She can keep on teasing him, but eventually he’s going to erupt.

  “Jack him off and lean your tits down. I want to see them covered in it.”

  There’s still a trace of cum on her face as she rubs her tits across the round head of his cock and works her hands up and down.

  Max is panting hard with every down thrust of her hand, and when her hard nipples graze his opening, he shouts behind the gag and his thigh muscles clench as thick ropes of cum shoot out like a rocket and splash across her creamy mounds.

  Her pink nipples are dripping in it as she continues to work him eagerly, wanting all of his cum. She’s so lost in the desire to please him that she’s forgotten I’m watching. She’s got one mission and it’s to get him off good and hard. I’m leaking little pearls of my own and smearing them down my shaft, rubbing it in.

  Allison’s got her tight ass up in the air as she leans down to clean him up with her mouth, and I can’t stand it anymore. Now it’s my turn to play.

  Chapter Three

  Allison

  My whole body screams with the need to release. I wipe my mouth, trying to catch my breath as the smell of sex fills the room. It isn't until I’m gripped by my hair and pulled back that I remember what’s happening. Having gotten so lost in getting my husband off I’d forgotten about Rocky for a moment. I let out a small squeal as he turns my head towards him. He’s so incredibly strong, and with little effort on his part he has complete control over my body. Before I can react, his lips come down on mine. He takes advantage of my open mouth and slips his tongue inside.

  The hold he has in my hair tightens as I stare into dark, lustful eyes, ones that hold a promise of what’s to come. His thick cock pushes against my thigh and I whimper.

  There’s no escaping a man like him. I could tell that from that moment he threw Max to the floor. He tied him up faster than I thought was humanly possible. I knew not to run. He’d catch me and he’d like the chase. I knew that just by the look in his eyes.

  He’s powerful and dominant. He’s as big as Max, but he moved him so easily. He made it clear to me in that moment there was no escape. So right now I just need to play nice and go along with it. The biggest problem is my body’s on fire with need and he’s going to make me cum. My husband is going to have to watch as he takes anything he wants from me.

  I close my eyes tight, trying to fight the desire coursing through me. I’ve been on the edge of orgasm since Max was fucking me. I can’t give him this. This is the one way I know for sure I can fight him. But as his mouth dominates mine and takes what it wants, I’m not so sure I have that fight in me like I thought I did.

  He sucks my tongue into his mouth, and my mind wanders to what the powerful suck would do to my throbbing clit. Can someone cum from a kiss?

  No. I try to force myself to keep my head clear, but the throb between my legs is telling me otherwise. I do the only thing I can think of, which is bite down on his lip. Hard. My eyes fly open when he doesn't even seem fazed. Instead, he shifts his body and a hard slaps lands on my ass.

  I yelp as the sting on my ass spreads. Then a moan pours from me and I’m horrified at my own reaction. I gasp, and his smile grows.

  “Knew you liked it rough,” he says right before he gives me another punishing kiss. He smacks my ass again and laughs. “I like it rough, too.”

  I swallow hard. I’m not willing to admit that the pull on my hair and sting in my ass are opening up all kinds of dark fantasies that should be wrong. So, so wrong.

  “Please,” I beg. I’m scared to open that door. Scared about why I’m still so turned on.

  He tilts my head back then runs his nose along my neck. The brush of his rough facial hair makes me bite the inside of my cheek so that I don’t moan again. My eyes go to
my husband, who’s watching us. His own breathing is heavy like mine.

  The man's teeth sink into my neck. My lips part and a shaky breath escapes. I know that’s going to leave a mark for a few days.

  “It’s too late,” he whispers against my ear.

  My heart starts to pound as Rocky pulls back. I glance up to him, but he’s looking at Max now. His eyes are darting between the two of us.

  “You didn’t know she liked it a little rough?” He makes a tsking sound.

  He grabs one of my thighs in a tight hold, spreading my legs wider. I whimper as his rough hand runs up my thigh to my pussy, slipping his finger right between my slit. I can’t fight the moan this time when he reaches my engorged clit.

  “That means when she’s bad you punish her.” His hand leaves my pussy before returning with a slap. My mouth opens, but no sound comes out. It’s not pain like I thought it would be. My brain chants punish me over and over against my will.

  He does it again and again until my vision begins to blur.

  “Give me what I came for,” I hear him say before landing another smack to my pussy.

  The orgasm hits hard and I cry out as my whole body jerks. His arm goes around my waist, holding me in place so I can’t fall as I ride out the pleasure that courses through me.

  “Fuck, she cums pretty.”

  My eyes flutter open and I blush violently. I can’t believe I just did that.

  “Don’t feel bad about loving my touch. Even your husband enjoyed the show.” My eyes snap over to Max, whose cock is once again hard. It’s like he didn’t just get off all over my breasts and face. Now he’s leaking precum and my mouth waters as I watch it roll down his length.