Bang Lords Box Set (4 Book Series includes All Bonus Chapters)

by Dani Stowe

  Nick’s eyes turn away to gloss over Tiny, who is petting me at the back of my head. Nick finally displays something that might resemble a smile with a twinkle in his eye and I think to understand. I’ve already noticed thick gold bands on the fingers of Jaxon and Elliot. They wear their wedding rings like they are trophies. But Tiny, like the other nerds, is Nick’s trophy.

  Turning my face to nuzzle my nose into the soft fur of Tiny’s chest, my big ape squeezes. The limo comes to a stop and the door is opened. Tiny pushes me off to get out and reaches for the gorilla head mask before he steps out as well. I squint at him.

  “It’s a rental suit. I need to return it,” he says and I nod.

  I am clinging to Tiny’s hairy arm as we wave goodbye to the rest of NIM rolling away in the limousine. Tiny and I turn around to face his apartment building when we are stopped on the sidewalk by an older Asian man and his lovely petite Asian wife with a camera. She holds the camera up with a smile and speaks in a foreign language with what I assume is a request to take a picture.

  I blush. I do believe Tiny and I look like an adorable couple—King Kong with his Hollywood starlet.

  Tiny growls but I encourage him with my hands to put the headpiece back on. Today has been a horrible day, but the idea of us being admired for being so silly, for looking like a couple of cute nerds—Tiny and I, together—makes me feel good. He reluctantly puts the mask back on.

  A few pictures are snapped when another middle-aged couple stops to take a picture and then a young man and a couple of teenagers. One of the young teens asks if I can pose with my hands up in fear and soon both Tiny and I are playing the part, posing in front of a wall of cellphones.

  “Are you enjoying this?” Tiny asks muffled. “Do you enjoy being center stage?”

  Looking up to the top of Tiny’s apartment building that has to be at least forty floors up, I sigh. I feel ridiculous like I just did what I always do. Alex got shot, NIM risked their lives for a rescue, the only man that ever treated me nicely is in a ridiculous gorilla costume, and I’m still trying to get people to look at me. It was all I ever wanted since I was a little girl—to be onstage.

  I bow my head. “Perhaps you should take me home.”

  He huffs behind the mask. “That’s not what I meant. I want you to be at the center. I love seeing you center stage but... mmm... Nancy, I don’t want you dancing in clubs anymore.”

  “I have to make money somehow, Tiny. That’s all I know how to do.”

  “You could just dance for me and I’ll take care of you.”

  My eyes water. “That’s not really fair, is it?”

  “Well, I could dance for you, too?” He rolls his gorilla hips in circles and the crowd of on-lookers cheer.

  “No!” I laugh, slapping his chest.

  He catches my hand and pulls me to him. “Dance for me.”

  My cheeks warm. “You know I will.”

  I’m immediately picked up and thrown over his shoulder.

  People cheer at the show and I wave goodbye at the few camera phones still rolling as we enter his building. Tiny doesn’t put me down in the elevator. He keeps me hanging until we walk into his apartment where he throws me on his bed.

  Pulling down my undies, Tiny spreads my legs and strokes his furry hands along my inner thighs. The faux fur feels good. The soft tickle makes my hips twitch.

  “You like that?” Tiny asks mockingly. “I thought you didn’t like hair. You like this though, don’t you?”

  I clench my hands to my mouth to hide my embarrassing smile.

  “Oh wow, you do,” he growls from under the mask and rubs his furry hands up and down the full length of my crease. “Close your eyes, Nancy.”

  “Close my eyes?” I’m curious. “Why?”

  “I’m going to gorilla fuck you.”

  Chapter 14

  Dontyne

  “You’re so crazy,” she laughs.

  “Yes, crazy in love with you.”

  She leans up. “Take off the mask.”

  I paw at the straps of her top. “Take off your clothes.”

  “If I take off my clothes, will you then take off the mask?”

  “If I take off the mask, can I watch you dance?”

  “Where’s your phone?” She smiles.

  Yes! I’m so fucking giddy but I try to keep my cool, as cool as I can look in faux fur.

  I strut over to the kitchen and return to the bed speaking to my phone in hand. Nancy’s head tilts and she sways as our song plays. “I knew that would do it.”

  “Lie down, you big gorilla.” She rolls her eyes and spins.

  Plopping onto the bed, I lie on my back. I prop a few pillows under my head as well when Nancy starts dancing, but not that shady club dancing, real dancing.

  Fingertips float into the air followed by a soft kick of pointed toes and I am in ecstasy. As Amos Lee dresses the room with a beautiful melody, Nancy undresses before me.

  Reaching behind her neck, she pulls her halter down to reveal her perfectly round breasts and skips like an acrobat to the left to let her breasts bounce for me. I squeeze the pillows behind my head when Nancy does a kick and a few pirouettes to come center stage where she stands, legs together, and simply wiggles her hips, pulling her zipper down at her back.

  When her dress comes down exposing her lean body with curvy hips, she lunges onto the bed to stand over me, legs apart, and a new song starts. Except for Us by Austin Mahone beats and Nancy’s hips rhythmically beat with it.

  I’ve died and gone to heaven.

  Running her hands through her wavy auburn hair with a bite to her bottom lip, Nancy bends her knees. Slowly, she comes to a squat and I’m afraid I might explode in this suit. The precum on the tip of my dick is already spread all over the inside of this thick gorilla skin and I want it off!

  I sit up to push the headpiece off.

  “No, baby,” she whines, pushing me back with her hand against the ape face. “Not yet.”

  I growl in frustration. I’m not getting a good view through this thing—the cut eyeholes of the outer lining prevents my panoramic view of her bending knees and circling hips.

  She comes down on my groin and rocks against my erection.

  I can’t take this.

  She leans forward to scroll her tits across my fur-covered abs.

  This is driving me insane.

  She buries her head in the fur like I’m no longer an ape but a teddy bear and she rolls her face round and around, then up and down along my fur covered torso. Her mouth stops at the tent of fabric held erect by my cock. She looks up at me and exposes her teeth like she’s about to chomp on my dick.

  She wouldn’t!

  I pull the mask off my sweat-covered head and grab Nancy by the shoulders to flip her under me, pinning her down. She laughs until I tear open the center of the suit where my cock springs forward. I spread her legs to settle between them. Her back arches, bringing her breasts with taut nipples up to my mouth.

  I suck on them. The left then the right, sucking the right one between my teeth while I let loose my tongue. She rolls her hips circularly under me.

  “You’re a fucking tease, Nancy, you know that?”

  “You asked for a dance,” she mocks naughtily, as I wedge my tip into her warm cave. “Ah,” she exhales.

  “That wasn’t a dance. That was a striptease.”

  “But you liked it, didn’t you, Tiny? The same way you liked it when you watched me and the rest of the girls from Elliot’s window?”

  The hell? “Why you little...” Pulling off the head mask, I lean up realizing what a tease she’s always been to me. Those chicks knew exactly what they were doing, trapping our minds to forever be caught in their enchantment, so we would always be chasing after them. But now that I have Nancy caged and under me...

  I slam into her. The full thrusting action of my abs working my cock into her cunt makes her scream. I know she’s been through a lot today, but I want this. I need this. I fuck her so hard
, the bamboo bed feels like it might come apart and Nancy’s pussy tightens.

  “Tiny!” she shouts, “You’re going to make me come.”

  No. Damn it! Not yet. That’s too quick. I want her aching. I want her panting. I want her to know what it was like for me to be teased, what it was like to crush on someone so hard it wasn’t just your body that ached, but it made you question your entire existence.

  I pull out.

  “No, Tiny!” she snaps. “I was close. I was so close.”

  I snake my furry arm up her center to pat her cheek. “Are you throbbing for me, Nancy?”

  “Yes,” she grabs my palm pulling off the gorilla glove to suck on my middle finger.

  I put my other hand up in front of her face and she pulls that glove off as well, so I put my middle finger of that hand in her cunt. Both her hips and her chin rock as I fuck her mouth and her pussy with my fingers.

  “God, girl. You’re so wet for me.”

  Nancy yanks my fingers out her mouth, creating a soft sucking noise and she scoots back on the bed, allowing my fingers to come out of her hole. She comes up on her knees to front me. We are facing each other on our knees and she runs her hands over the fur on my chest. I tear at the suit, ripping it open to pull it off. I want to feel her hands on me.

  Beneath the fur, I’ve been sweating but it doesn’t deter Nancy from grabbing my hips for leverage so she can bend over to lick at my navel and up my abs. Her slippery, warm, wet tongue glides up my front, over my right peck, up my chest, and to my neck. I take her face between my palms to press my lips against the seam of her puckered lips and I wedge my tongue between them, tasting my own saltiness inside her mouth.

  I dip her back, hovering, to kiss her for a beautifully blissful moment until she pulls away. “I’m wet for you, Tiny, only for you.” She rubs her palm over my slick chest. “And I love that you risked everything, including your life for me.”

  She stands up, putting her shaved pussy in my face. She grabs my chin, forcing me to look up to her. “What do you want, Tiny? What do you need? Whatever you want, I will give it to you.”

  “Will you marry me?”

  I see throat bob as she swallows. “Will you buy me a big diamond ring and a big house filled with a grand porch and a huge closet plus big dogs? Oh! And a big fancy car.”

  I take a breath. If that’s what she wants. “Yes. I’ll get you whatever you want. All of it.”

  She chuckles, running her hands through my slick wavy hair. “I don’t want any of that.”

  Curious. “You don’t?”

  “No. I’d live in a cave with you if you wanted me to. Or, a tiny house with tiny dogs and a tiny white picket fence. The thing I really want in this world is you, Tiny, and your big...” She bites her lip with a tilt of her head and a glance at my nine-inch erection.

  I stand up, kicking off the suit and my boxers, and grip her chin. “Can I still buy you the big ring?”

  She smiles with a blush. “Yes, but—”

  But! “But what?”

  “Baby, you left me hanging. I was about to come. I’m embarrassed to say that my insides are still throbbing. That’s the second time you’ve done that, honestly, it’s breaking my heart a little.”

  I grab Nancy by the arms to twirl her around. I yank on her hips to pull her bubble ass against my groin and then palm and push on the back of her head. “Bend over. Let me fix your broken heart, baby.”

  Nancy stretches her arms straight down, planting her hands against the mattress. The seam of her pussy parts just barely enough for me to see where my cock needs to go. I glide the bulbous tip of my dick up and down between the wedge of her slit, making her twitch. Damn, she wasn’t kidding. She’s dripping!

  When my dick dips slightly into the warm crevice that will lead me into her core, I moan with satisfaction knowing Nancy is mine. She’s really mine this time.

  And I’m going to fuck her so good she knows who she belongs to.

  I start slow, watching myself go in and out, gripping Nancy’s hips to control our friction. She’s so hot for more and I’m so fucking turned on, feeling myself inside her, looking down at how beautiful it is for us to be joined this way.

  I never thought there could be anything more beautiful than watching Nancy on the night of our date when she danced for me. And she was just as beautiful as she was on the swing. Her hair flowed behind her with each push. Her legs swung freely, trusting and carefree. Sure, I was behaving like a gentleman, but I do believe it was at that moment that I had turned into a savage because of her butt. It kept swinging, to and fro, back and forth, right up into my face.

  I wanted to bite it. I wanted to spank it. I wanted to put my chubby face right between her cheeks and lick her hole. The ungentlemanly thoughts made me feel guilty.

  Of course, I didn’t touch her but I still got beat over her and I’m finally okay with that as well. I figure I got beat and I had to wait because Nancy liked men, not boys. And I was a boy back then.

  I pull out, dropping to my knees under the tent of Nancy’s straight, spread legs and I plant my face in her pussy to eat her. Hooking my fingers in her, I scratch at the soft walls of her inside while I grind my tongue—firm, flat, with circular friction. She bucks, coming, gushing on my face.

  She’s bent over, leaning forward on her hands and tip toes. God, I love it when she’s on her toes. I kiss her ass as I come to standing and wash my fingers in all her glorious cum. Spreading her cheeks, I smooth her slick moisture along her back crack to soak her back hole.

  Gripping the front of my shaft, I dip my tip into her back hole and she moans. I go deeper. Slowly. Gently.

  I pause when my full length has almost disappeared inside of her to let her get comfortable with my size and when I feel her tight ass relax, I move. Holding Nancy’s hips, I plunge my cock in and out until she’s howling and coming again! Ah fuck! I penetrate deep into the orgasming, tight clenching crevice. Nancy can barely keep her heels up, she’s jerking so hard, she’s nearly collapsing.

  “Stay on your toes, baby. I like you on your toes.” I spank her ass and she does as I say, straightening her legs and keeping her heels lifted.

  Gripping Nancy’s hips tightly as I bang her without restraint and without any care for being a gentleman, Nancy turns her head back with a scowl to observe me. But she smiles before her jaw gives way to let out a guttural grunt because I’m out of control. Like an animal, I pound into her rear, excited to hear her ass slap against me repeatedly.

  I’m near coming and I can’t stop growling. “Ugh. Fuck. Nancy. Baby. Your ass. Those fucking tiptoes.” My own ballerina. “You make me want to fucking come.”

  “Ah!” she yelps as I pull out of her backside to pump my shaft, pumping every drizzle of cum, including what I might have on reserve all over her beautiful bottom.

  She falls forward, rolling over to face me. She crosses her arms and legs together. I believe she wants to bury herself beneath me so I open my arms and fall over her, folding my every appendage around her to squeeze her tight. She blinks her hooded, fatigued eyes but she is reluctant to shut them.

  “Go to sleep, Nancy.”

  “I’m a little scared with everything that has happened earlier.”

  “You don’t have anything to be frightened of.” I got you. You’re in my custody and the custody of NIM. “I promise no one will ever hurt you. Never. Ever. Again.”

  “I’m in love with you, Tiny.” She yawns. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to yawn when I say that. I don’t mean to trivialize you or us for that matter. Did you know, you’ve always intimidated me to an extent. You were always such a gentleman and now my hero, not to mention, gifted and smart. I feel so small next to you, but I want you to know, for whatever it’s worth, Tiny, that I do. I do love you.”

  “That’s a very big thing to say.” I crush her in my arms. “I love you, too.”

  Chapter 15

  Dontyne

  She’s crushing my hand.

  Glaz
ing over Nancy’s thighs wrapped in skinny tight jeans, I check out her toes. Stuffed in pointed nude stilettos, they tap in a wild rhythm against the elevator’s white vinyl flooring.

  Nancy flicks her hair back with a sigh. “Do you think he’ll be upset?”

  I massage the back of Nancy’s neck in assurance. “Alex is not going to be upset.”

  “But we moved his mother without asking.”

  “We moved her into a two-bedroom apartment that they will share and is closer to his school.”

  “Alex is not the type of kid who takes charity.”

  “It’s not charity. He’s earned the scholarship and family assistance he’s receiving from NIM.”

  “He might not be happy about that either.”

  “He’s a sound young man. I’m confident he’ll see reason and accept the assistance. Then, perhaps, he’ll work at NIM one day. He’s exactly the type of young man we look to recruit—smart, devoted, and unafraid in the face of adversity.”

  The elevator doors open to a busy hospital floor. Doctors and nurses gather around computers on wheels and bar-high counters. Nancy pulls my hand to lead me out of the elevator, pass the registration desk surrounded by what looks like medical students in the company of teachers, and down a glowing bright hall. We are nearly run over by an oversized portable X-ray machine that exits a room when Nancy yanks on my arm, pulling me into another room.

  The kid looks great. Alex is a handsome young man and I dare say he looks fabulous, even in his hospital gown. He is looking less drained of blood as well as less of a threat. I genuinely did believe for a second when I first met him that Nancy might’ve been sexually interested in Alex. Silly me.

  A sharp pang stings my chest when Nancy’s face brightens the second she lays her sights on the kid. He immediately blushes back with a smile veiled in deep dimples. Nancy might consider herself the kid’s matriarch, but it’s obvious to me the kid has a crush on her, perhaps even loves her as much as I do and my heart breaks. I remember what it was like to be in love with Nancy when I didn’t stand a chance.

  “How is everything going today?” Nancy cheers, moving random magazines, books, and trash off one side of Alex’s bed to make room for her butt. She sits at his legs.