Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 125465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 627(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 627(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
“Ren…” She gasps when our bodies slam together, and my thumb threatens to breach the ring of muscle she’s clenched so tight.
“I don’t know… I’m afraid.”
“Shh, angel. Don’t be afraid. I’ll never hurt you. You know that. You’re too precious to me.” I spit down onto her hole and use it as a lube to ease my thumb inside. Her confused moan is music to my ears, compelling me to go deeper while pummeling her pussy.
“You trust me, don’t you?” The words come out in a grunt.
There is a small pause, but she finally whispers, “Yes,” making me smile.
“Good, because wait until I introduce my cock to this tight virgin hole. Your mind will be blown with pleasure.”
Her high-pitched cry is still riddled with anxiety that quickly turns into something deeper, something sweeter, as I begin working her ass and her pussy in tandem. One day, she’ll understand I know best.
What her body can handle. What she needs most.
She tosses her head back, her blond hair fanning across her back in a shimmering waterfall. Everything about her is entrancing, built to pull me in, to hold my fascination.
Taking a handful of her shimmering hair, I grip it tight, weaving my fingers through the strands.
This is mine. She is mine. No one will take her from me.
“Ren!” There’s pain tingeing the pleasure in her cry, and I respond by pounding her tender flesh harder than before, withdrawing my thumb in favor of digging my fingers into her hip, pulling her back in time with my furious thrusts.
I must claim her again and again.
To make sure she knows she belongs to me.
“Ren… oh god.” I can barely hear her high-pitched cries over the victorious roar building in my head. Even the familiar tingle of growing pleasure at the base of my spine fades compared to the triumph of my claim.
“Sometimes I’ll fuck you like I love you, and sometimes I’ll fuck you like I hate you, but no matter what, you’ll squeeze my cock the same, angel,” I growl, pressing against her back, needing to be as deep as I can inside her.
She tries to turn her head, but I shove her down against the pillow before she can look at me. I remind myself that she’s stronger than she appears. She can handle it because she was made for me.
I wouldn’t do anything she couldn’t handle.
“Take my cock.” I rock her forward, my hips pounding against her ass, moving her up the bed. “Take it all. Take me deep.”
“I—I can’t.” Her voice is tinged with both pain and pleasure, but she hasn’t asked me to stop; she hasn’t shown me she can’t handle it.
“You can.” Our bodies crash together, and she moans. “You will. Right? Say it. Tell me you’ll take my cock. Tell me you’ll hold it inside you where it belongs.”
When she doesn’t respond, I have no choice but to wrap her hair around my fist and pull her head up, my hips sawing back and forth as I tug harder.
“I can’t hear you.”
A scream tears itself from her when I pull her head back. “Yes! Yes, I can. Give it to me.”
“Louder.”
“Ren, please!”
“Who do you belong to? Who does this pussy belong to?”
I drive myself deep, hard, balls slapping her clit. There is no doubt she’ll have bruises when I’m finished. “Say it.”
“You! Oh god, you!”
“That’s right, your pussy drips juice down my shaft and onto the sheets. You should see the mess you’re making.”
The sound of her submission and all it means sets off an explosion in my core. My thrusts turn into a frenzy that makes me lose my rhythm, my pace, and all conscious thought. The bed’s creaking is a discordant cacophony only overshadowed by our mixed cries of pleasure, pain, and even fear.
Yes. Take me, my angel. My all.
“Come on, angel. You’re going to come for me. Soak my cock with your sweet juices. I need your release like I need my next breath.”
“Ren… oh god,” Scarlet whimpers, but I can feel her muscles tightening, and I know she’s close.
I move faster, my balls slapping her clit harder. I’m nobody good and certainly not worthy of my angel, but she’ll never go without an orgasm when I’m inside her. Biting back my own pleasure, I continue my punishing pace.
“I’m….” The words are cut off as I press her face into the mattress, and ravage her, her tight cunt flexing and clenching around me. She draws me deeper, milking every drop of the cum I’m so eager to deliver, and we explode together.
My grip tightens on her hips, and I pour it into her through her own orgasm. Pouring all my rage, resentment, and obsession into her. Knowing she can take it. Knowing she’s my gift, my salvation.
“Mine.”
Now it’s a whisper, soft, certain.
I release her hair in favor of wrapping my arms around her trembling body, my cock still locking us together as I lie down with her pressed against me like she was when I woke up.