Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
"Remember that, Sunshine. You belong to me," he vowed. His thrusts became impossibly more brutal as if to claim me even more deeply. I could feel his heated breath on my neck, his hips slamming against me with unyielding force. One hand knotted in my hair, forcing me to arch further, the other went back around my throat and I found myself staring up at him as he pounded into me from behind.
The intense pleasure and pain that washed over me in waves made my gasps and moans become more desperate, my body craving the relentless punishment he was giving it. A fresh batch of tears spilled down my cheeks, the stimulation driving me insane.
"Look at you, taking every inch of me," he praised, his voice grittier than usual, heavy with lust. His eyes were dark and possessed as he stared down at me. "You're so tight, so perfect around me..."
The fingers gripping my throat began to tighten until I could barely breathe or speak. He released my hair and gripped my hip with a roughness that caused me to whimper and my pussy to clench. Dots began to dance across my vision from lack of oxygen. I was on the precipice of something new, something beyond the realm of pleasure, and he knew it.
"Beg for more, Sunshine," he ordered. "Beg for what I need to do."
I gasped for breath. "P-please, Ky," I whimpered, my words tainted with both fear and desire. "Fuck me harder."
His grip tightened once more, and I felt my vision narrow. Our bodies collided with a force that left me breathless, his balls slapping against my ass. Each thrust sent me higher and higher until I was hovering on the very edge of ecstasy. I could feel my muscles tightening in anticipation of the inevitable release.
As Ky continued to pound into me, our sweat-slicked bodies sliding together with a slick, wet sound, I knew I was about to shatter into a million pieces.
“Do you want to come, beautiful?”
"Yes, yes..." I panted, my voice shaking. "Please, Ky, make me come."
His answer was a beautiful, depraved smile. The hand around my throat released, only to be replaced by his other hand, which grabbed my hair with a vice-like grip. With a savage tug, he pulled my head back, further exposing my throat. He bit down hard, leaving a mark that would be visible for days to come. Then did the same to my shoulder. I didn't care about the marks, the bruises, or the pain. I craved it because it was all from him. Ky was my darkest desire, my deepest fantasy. And in that moment, as he held me down, his body still rocking against mine, I knew that I was his, too.
"Ky..." I moaned, my voice ragged and breathy. "Ky, please!" The pleasure that had been building within me for what felt like an eternity was finally reaching a breaking point.
"Keep begging, Sunshine," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. "Tell me how you want to come, Sunshine. Do you want me to fuck you harder, deeper? Do you want to feel me inside you as you shatter?"
"Yes," I gasped, my words tinged with desperation.
His answer was a low growl, and he pulled my hips closer to his, driving into me with a punishing savagery. My eyes rolled back in my head as the pleasure built to a crescendo. The room swam in my vision, and I shook with the intensity of the orgasm, crying out his name as wave after wave of pure bliss took hold.
He finally let go and released himself inside of me, thrusting deep as my inner muscles clenched around his cock. He stayed inside until he had given everything he had, and then he was pulling out. Before I could utter a word, his face was between my thighs, eagerly licking and sucking my pussy from behind.
I arched my back in surprise, my body still buzzing from the intensity of our encounter. "Oh, Ky," I moaned, the feeling of him still inside me combined with his tongue's exploration nearly pushing me over the edge again. He pulled away and turned me over, taking hold of my jaw. He used his hold to lay me flat on the bed, squeezing so that I opened my mouth. I whimpered and he came down on top of me, depositing all the come that had leaked from my pussy—mine and his—between our lips.
He released my jaw and grabbed my throat, forcing me to swallow every drop. As I swallowed, I couldn't help but moan again. The taste of us was intoxicating He shifted, and my eyes widened in surprise when I realized he was still semi-hard.
“Did you think I was done?” he smirked. “I’m going to fuck you again here,” he cupped my pussy spreading the juices that remained. “And probably more than once.”