“But I will. Soon. I f*****g swear it.”
My voice cracked. My eyes burned gold.
“And when I do..fuck..you’ll beg me. You’ll scream for me to stop.”
I knelt behind her.
Ran my hand down her spine.
Gripped her ass in both hands and spread her wide.
“But I won’t f*****g stop.”
My mouth went to her p***y. I licked her like I was starving. Like she was my kill and I needed to taste every drop before I f****d her raw. She moaned. Bucked.
Cried out as my tongue stabbed deep, dragging across her clit in long, rough swipes that made her legs tremble.
Then I stood.
“Now come here.”
She turned, eyes dazed, lips swollen, t**s still painted with c*m.
“I wanna f**k your tight little p***y again.”
I grabbed her waist. Hauled her up. Slammed her back against the bedroom wall and hoisted one leg over my hip.
“You hear me?”
I growled against her throat, voice low, breath hot, c**k pressed so hard between her soaked thighs she was already shaking.
“I want to feel that tight little cunt stretch again. I want to hear it cry. I want to watch your p***y swallow me like it was made for my cock.”
I shoved her back against the bedroom wall, grabbed her thigh, and hooked it high over my hip, exposing her dripping core, her lips glossy and begging to be split open again.
I slapped my c**k against her clit once. Twice. She jolted, whimpered, head falling back like she was drunk on the feeling already.
Bite Of Possession
“I wanna fill it,”
I growled, stroking myself slow against her slit, precum already smearing.
“So deep you f*****g sob. So hard your p***y forgets every c**k but mine. So long you lose track of how many times I’ve made you cum.”
She gasped.
Tried to speak.
But I didn’t give her the chance.
I shoved inside her in one brutal, claiming thrust.
Balls. f*****g. Deep.
She screamed.
Her body convulsed.
Her nails dug into my shoulders, her p***y clenching so f*****g tight I almost lost control right there.
“That’s it,”
I hissed, grinding into her, c**k stretching her open, pushing against her cervix like it belonged there.
“That’s Daddy’s p***y. You feel that, baby? Feel how deep I am?”
She cried out, legs shaking, mouth falling open in pure f*****g ruin.
“You feel how full you are?”
I grabbed her face. Squeezed.
“Say it. Say who’s inside you.”
“You, Daddy..fuck..so deep..I can’t..I can’t..”
“You can,”
I snarled, biting down on her throat as I slammed in again. And again. And again.
“You will.”
Her moans turned into sobs.
Her sobs turned into gasping little squeals.
And I didn’t stop.
If****d her against the wall like I was trying to drill through her. Her t**s bounced against my chest. Her ass slapped with every thrust. Her cunt gripped me like it was trying to milk the life out of me.
“You think I’m done with you?”
I bit her earlobe, slammed in so hard her leg slipped. I caught her, f****d her harder for it.
“I’m not stopping till I break this p***y. I’m not stopping till it drips when I f*****g look at it.”
She was already there.
Tears streaming.
Mouth slack.
Legs trembling.
And I just kept going.
“You know what I want, Lyra?”
I growled into her ear, slamming her harder into the wall, her body limp with overstimulation, her cunt still choking my c**k like it didn’t want to let go.
“I want to press your big f*****g titties together and f**k your chest till you’re soaked in my c*m again.”
I didn’t wait. I grabbed both t**s in my hands and squeezed. Thumbs on her n*****s, making her cry out, back arching. I bit her neck, dragged my teeth down to her collarbone, then leaned back just to watch them
Bife Of Possession bounce.
“***k, I want to f**k you on this wall.”
My voice turned to gravel. My thrusts got meaner. Her p***y was soaking us both now, leaking all over my c**k, down her thighs, slicking my balls.
“I want to f**k your ass next,”
I snarled, slapping her ass hard enough to make her jolt and yelp. Then I slapped it again. And again.
The sound cracked through the room like thunder while her skin turned red beneath my hand.
“Yeah,”I hissed, grinding into her like I was already imagining that tight hole clenching around me.
“You’d cry, wouldn’t you? You’d scream when I stretch that virgin hole wide open and stuff every f*****g inch inside it.”
She whimpered.
Shook.
But didn’t say no.
Didn’t stop me.
Her eyes rolled back. Her thighs spasmed around my waist. Her moans were broken now-raw, high-pitched, wrecked. I slammed into her harder. Each thrust bounced her body up the wall.
“You’d take it, wouldn’t you, baby?”
I growled.
“Take Daddy’s c**k in your ass. While I spank you. While I tell you how dirty you are. While I watch your cunt drip from just the thought of it.”
She sobbed.
“Yes..Daddy..please..fuck…do it..do anything..just don’t stop…”
I slapped her again. Her ass jiggled. Her p***y clenched. My c**k throbbed.
“That’s it,”
I snarled.
“My perfect little fuckdoll. My tight little cumhole. You’re gonna take it all. Every drop..
Every load. Every inch. You belong to me now. And I’m never letting you go.”
“You have no f*****g idea what I wanna do to you, Lyra.”
I slammed in again. Harder. Her scream cracked like glass. Her p***y clenched around me like a vice, soaked and fluttering, begging for more even while she shook like she couldn’t handle it.
“I want to chain you to my bed.”
Thrust.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.