[SUMMARY: Brooke is Dwights wife but is made...

[SUMMARY: Brooke is Dwights wife but is made Negans wife. Dwight makes Negan angry so he forces Dwight to watch him satisfy you.]

Slight Smut
Negan and Brooke.

“Where the hell is Dwight?!” You heard Negan roar from outside of the house.
“God what did your man do now?” One of Negans other wives turned asking you. You hated watching Negan hurt your husband Dwight. You were Dwights real wife but in order to keep the two of you alive you had to agree to be one of Negans wives. Negan satisfied you sexually, but you didn’t love him. You felt guilty every time you did anything with him. But it was just to keep him happy so he can leave Dwight alone. Dwight knew this and he fucking hated it but he couldn’t do a thing.
You ran outside looking for Negan and found him charging towards one of the men’s houses.
“Negan! Where are you going?” You yelled running towards him grabbing his arm but he shook you off.
“Not today sweetheart.”
You stopped chasing him knowing there was no use. You saw him drag Dwight out and take him to his place. You heard Negan yell and curse, you could also hear Dwight in pain. You couldn’t take it any longer and you ran inside.
“Stop!” You screamed making both men look at you surprised. Negan stood up straight adjusting his leather jacket.
“Brooke. Get the fuck out.” He spoke in a calm manner.
“No.” You answered him back. You swallowed nervously trying to hold your ground, you NEVER disrespected him. Negan smiled viciously.
“Do you know who you’re talking to?” He stepped over Dwight who lay on the floor in pain. You didn’t know what was going to be your next move now, you hadn’t thought it out at all.
“Huh?” Negans voice grew louder as he stepped closer waiting for a response, but you didn’t say a thing. You looked down at Dwight worriedly when Negans eyes lit up at a perfect plan.
“Sit down.”
“W-why?” You asked Negan confused but he didn’t repeat himself and instead pushed you down on a chair before dragging you closer to where Dwight was. He pulled out a chair for himself and sat across from you before spreading your legs apart.
“What are you doing?”
“Just a little reminder-” he pushed your dress up pulling your chair closer to him.
“A remind of how I make you feel and what I do for you.” You suddenly felt his hand between your legs as he pushed his fingers up against you with only the thin material of your underwear in between you.
“Negan-” you bought your knees together making him laugh.
“Ah ah ah, let’s not get shy in front of Dwight. I’ve fucked you plenty of times before. I know what that pussy looks like and feels like.” He pushed them back apart.
“Ive had the fucking decency to not let you see how I make your wife feel. But you need to learn son.” Negan spoke arrogantly. You hated what he was doing to Dwight now, he wasn’t going to hurt him physically any longer he was going to destroy him by using you. Negan could tell by the slight squirm of your hips that you were liking how it felt. He liked having this control over you.
“Let’s see how much you like this..” He moved the fabric of your underwear over and felt you dripping wet.
“Just how I thought.” He smiled and looked down at Dwight as he stuck his finger in you making you moan. Dwight looked pissed beyond belief as Negan grinned looking back at you.
“Don’t do this now.” You whispered not being to hold back how much you liked it in front of Dwight.
“Why not?” He stuck in another finger making your roll your eyes back.
“Let’s show Dwight what I do to you.” He watched as you began to breathe faster just as he moved faster. It felt so good, Negan had his fingers placed in a perfect angle hitting all the right spots. You moaned squirming on your chair feeling yourself close to cumming.
“Ahhh..see that face Dwight? See that look she has.” Negan himself couldn’t get his eyes off of you as your face filled with pleasure. Nothing made him harder than knowing he could make a woman cum.
“That look is your wife about to cum hard for me.” He moved faster making your legs begin to shake. You couldn’t fight it. You grabbed on to the arms of the chair for dear life as you moaned loudly cumming all over Negans fingers.
“Good girl.” He kept moving his fingers quickly in and out of you.
“Oh if only you could feel how much sweet juice of hers is coming out.” He bit his lip loving the feeling.
“The way her pussy is clenching around my finger, just the way it does around my dick.” Negan laughed looking down at Dwight he remained silent in complete frustration. He slowed down now as you fought to catch your breath with your head back. He closed your legs and pulled your dress down before tapping your thigh.
“We’re done for now baby, go wait in the room.” Guilt filled your gut as Dwight couldn’t even look at you. Hate grew in Dwight towards you…so much hate. You stood up and tripped over the leg of the chair on your wait out.
“Look at her, can’t even walk after just my fingers in her imagine my dick.” He laughed watching you leave then looked back down at Dwight quickly turning serious.
“Fuck up again and the next time you’ll watch me fuck the shit out of your wife.” Negan warned before he stood up, threw the chair out of his way and left the room.