Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
“Please don’t hurt me.”
“Hurt you?” I stop when she bumps against the bed. “Oh, Lucretia, I’m going to do much more than just hurt you.”
“Please,” she whispers.
I lean closer to her, our breaths mingling as I stare into her hazel eyes. “I like it when you beg.”
She shudders, and I let her go, then reach for the bodice of her dress.
With a hard yank, I rip it in half. She gasps and screams as I keep yanking until the entire ridiculous mess of fabric is lying at her feet. She brings up an arm to cover her breasts and presses her thighs together. But it’s too late. I’ve already seen the white panties covering her cunt, the dusky pink of her hard nipples, the way she trembles under my violence. It’s intoxicating.
“Take the panties off.” I force myself to step back from her.
Her eyes widen even more, and she shakes her head. “No!”
I reach for my belt and unbuckle it, then draw the leather free and run it through my palm. It will be my pleasure to redden her round ass and show her I’m not the sort of man she should fuck with.
Tears well in her eyes as she reaches down, leaving her breasts open to my view. Fuck, her hard nipples could cut glass. I run the belt through my hand as she hooks her fingers into her panties and draws them down her legs.
She stands completely bare before me, tears streaking her cheeks as she shivers.
I stare, taking in every inch of her skin, the way her breathing is ragged, the way she looks at me with open horror. Good. I want her to remember that I’m her nightmare. I’m the creature borne from her family’s violence, and I intend to repay it in kind.
“Get on the bed.” I wrap the belt around my fist.
Her chin begins to tremble, and she shakes her head.
“No?” I step to her, forcing her to crane her neck to look up at me. “You can either do what I tell you, or I will tie you to this bedpost and belt your ass as you scream. Is that what you want?”
With a trembling breath, she shakes her head, more tears escaping.
“Then get on the bed, princess.”
Slowly, agonizingly, she lowers herself to the mattress then scoots back. Her gaze catches on my pants, on the throbbing traitor that’s begging to come out and play with my new toy.
When she yanks her gaze away and meets my eyes, I smirk. “You’ll get that when you earn it, not before.”
Her dark brows draw together for a split-second, as if she wants to give a retort, but then the fear returns, swamping whatever thoughts might have been swirling in her head.
“Lie back.”
She takes a deep breath, goosebumps rising along her olive skin.
I can feel the opposition inside her, the desperate desire to refuse me. But then she glances at my hand where my belt is tightly wrapped.
Another whimper leaves her, one that makes my cock strain even harder against my fly. She lies back, her legs shut tight, her hands covering her breasts.
“Show me.” I step back and devour her with my eyes. Curvy and soft, she’s a wet dream. Gorgeous perfection that hides the depraved heart of her family. I won’t forget what she really is. It’s impossible. But I can enjoy looking at her, enjoy making her quake with fear.
“Show you?” Her voice is barely a squeak.
“You know what I want.” I reach down and adjust my cock.
“Please,” she whispers.
“Please what?” I flex my fists. “What do you want to beg me for, princess? You want me to stop? To leave? To keep my hands off you?” I smirk. “I own you. Tits to toes. Everything you are belongs to me. Now I want to see what I bought and paid for, and you’re going to show it to me. Every last fucking bit of it.”
She trembles, fear wafting from her like an intoxicating perfume.
I step closer to her, looming over her in the failing light. “I’m not a patient man, princess.”
She digs her teeth into her bottom lip as more tears leak from her eyes, then takes her hands from her breasts and puts them down at her sides. Her nipples are still so, so hard. I’d love to suck them until she writhes beneath me, then coat them in come. I stay where I am and drink her in.
“Keep going.”
A small sob catches in her throat.
I unfurl the belt and snap it between my hands. “Don’t make me tell you again.”
She takes in a halting breath, more tears rolling along her temples, then slowly opens her legs.
I have to swallow a groan when I see her pretty little pussy. Soft and sweet. It’s a perfectly ripe cherry, one that needs to be split wide open on my cock.