I scowled. “Do you know what I do with liars?”
She shook her head, my fingers still pinching her chin and holding her where I wanted her.
“I fuck their mouths and coat their deceiving tongues with my hot cum. I’d rather have your mouth stuffed full with my cock than hear lies slipping out,” I murmured. “Do you want me to do that, Ms. Hayes, or will you tell me the truth?”
Desire fogged her green eyes as she stared up at me. The wheels worked inside her mind, deciding which way to go. Would she admit to wanting me inside her, or would she lie and have my cock down her throat? Either way, it was a win for the both of us.
My demon watched through my eyes and eagerly listened. He held his breath and hoped for the latter option.
Emma licked her lips, unintentionally touching my mouth with her tongue. I held back a groan and stayed still, though I wanted to swoop in and claim her mouth. She looked to the right, and I knew she was about to lie to me.
“No, sir. I’m telling the truth,” she whispered.
The corners of my lips turned up in a small, deviant smile. “Then so be it.”
Imade the wrong decision. When Mr. Volkov slowly smiled, it was more like a hungry wolf baring his teeth than a gesture that held amusement.
“Get on your knees,” he ordered as he stepped back, taking his tantalizing mouth away. I missed feeling his lips brushing against mine and having his warm breaths puff against me.
Shocked, I looked around. Somebody could walk in on us in the hallway. I didn’t know if anyone was up here with us, but if not, someone could still come up the stairs and find us in mid-punishment.
“Don’t look for them. Look at me,” Mr. Volkov ordered. He undid his belt buckle, the metal clacking.
My mouth dried as he eased his zipper down before he pulled out his cock. Breath caught in my chest as I stared at that monster. There was no way it could ever fit in my mouth, let alone my pussy. It was so thick and long that it could have been considered a third leg.
“Fuck,” I breathed and squeezed my thighs together as my clit pulsed with need.
“If I have to repeat myself, you won’t like what I’ll do,” Mr. Volkov warned.
He fisted himself and slowly pumped his shaft. The foreskin rolled over the reddened tip, then back down as his fist came around the base. I stared, transfixed by the smooth action, and without thinking, I lowered myself onto my knees. I kneeled before him, leaning my head back to look up at him while he moved closer until his erection was in my face, all while touching himself.
“Open,” he growled.
I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. Mr. Volkov groaned and pressed the fat head of his length against it, and I wrapped my lips around it, eagerly sucking him. Dimitri shoved me back against the wall with his hips. My headthumpedagainst it, and I gagged as he pushed until he hit the back of my throat. He buried his hands in my hair, fisting it to hold the copper strands away from my face so he could watch as he thrust into my mouth with abandon.
“Such a filthy girl,” Mr. Volkov growled, his fingers tightening around my hair. “Have you learned your lesson yet?”
Tears formed in my eyes as he became rougher and forced his way further back. I gagged but didn’t want him to stop. Drool gathered in the corner of my mouth, trailed toward my chin, and dripped onto my chest.
“No, of course you haven’t learned,” he sneered. “But you will. I don’t make idle threats, Ms. Hayes. Each time you lie and make a mistake, it will earn you my cock so deep inside you that you won’t know where I stop and you begin.”
I moaned, but his driving shaft muffled the sound. He shuddered and hissed in a breath from the vibration.
“Do you want that, Ms. Hayes? Do you want to be stuffed? Have your mouth, pussy, and ass filled with my cum?”
Heat curled low in my belly, and moisture gathered in my already-soaked panties. I wanted to come so badly but was afraid of sticking my hand underneath my dress to touch myself. This was supposed to be a punishment, and I had a feeling Mr. Volkov wouldn’t like it if I touched myself. To prevent myself from doing what I really wanted, I held on to the backs of his thighs as he pummeled into me. His heavy balls slapped against my chin as he bottomed out, his tip reaching further back. I squeezed my eyes shut, rocking with a gag as he held still. Hot cum shot into me, and I choked.
“Swallow,” he rasped.
I swallowed as best I could, but it was difficult since my jaw hurt from being spread wider than normal. It didn’t help either that he kept his length as far back into my throat as possible. I choked a few times as more of his cum spilled into me.
Footsteps from the first floor echoed into the second-floor hallway. My heart beat erratically as I worried they’d come upstairs and find us like this.
“Swallow, Ms. Hayes, and look at me. I’m not pulling out until you do,” Dimitri said.
I worked my throat, swallowing, and looked up at him with tears in my eyes. He bared his teeth, and more cum shot into my mouth, some of it spilling from the corners and onto my chest. Mr. Volkov jerked my hair, stinging my scalp as he roughly thrust into me a few more times before he pulled out. His cock bobbed in the air, throbbing like a heartbeat, with cum oozing from the tip.
I gasped for air and coughed a few times. He held my stare prisoner, his amber eyes darker than normal and hazy with a hunger that only I could sate.
