Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
She’s a stubborn little slut, but I know what she needs.
“I know your kinks. You can’t fight me forever.”
I drop her leg from my shoulder, leaning over, extending my arm until my fingertips touch the cool metal and slip around the handle.
In an instant, her eyes pop wide as cold, hard steel replaces my strumming of her defiant little clit. My heart nearly pounds through my chest as I center the barrel on her, wrapping my other hand around her leg, pulling her with me as I pound my thick cock into her tight opening.
“Beg for your orgasm.” I rub the metal onto her sensitive spot, the veins in her forehead rising, sweat breaking out over her chest as the fabric of her dress shushes against the sheets with every buck of my hips. “Say, I love you, Daddy, and please make me come. Just like that. Be a good slut and do as you’re told.”
I press the barrel down, her body bouncing up and down with my movements as she drenches my thick shaft. She’s close, fucking close.
“Please,” she whimpers pressing her head back into the bed.
“That’s a good start, baby. I’m proud of you. Now, say it right, be a good girl and tell me you love me and pretty please for your orgasm.” My temples pound, my balls weighted, making wet slapping sounds as I fuck in and out, faster, faster, daring her to hold back one more stroke.
Her body shutters. She’s right there.
I’m blinded by my lust, but if I can hold on one second longer than her, that’s all I need. She comes first, always.
“The gun is loaded, I assure you. This is quite dangerous really. I could very well blow my own balls off like this, so you should come quickly, baby, keep us both safe.”
I give her throat another squeeze, rubbing her clit with the metal as I stare into her eyes. “Say it, baby. It’s right there, just say, Daddy, I love you and pretty please I need to come. Then, I’ll fill you up with all this hot seed I’ve been saving. Nothing between us. You’ll be dripping with me every day from now on.”
The pressure and my words flip the switch.
She writhes, her eyes filled with tears as I give her airway a break and she sputters, “Please, Daddy.” She stalls on a half-sob, and I growl in encouragement, not hearing the words I want. “I—” She almost says it, but I see her grit her teeth. “Please, Daddy. Please, pretty please, I want to come. I need to come!” She pleads, and I relent.
I rub her clit with the metal. Faster, faster, in time with my cock going deep. In and out, in and out.
Part of me is frustrated that she didn’t say she loves me. But I know, in time, I’ll break down that barrier. I’ll get my own way. I always do. I drag the cold metal over her swollen little clit, thrusting again and again.
Harder. Deeper. Pump, pump, pump, until her body gives in, her heart and mind submit, and she takes flight.
She’s ripping at my arm, then twisting like a tornado under me as my own climax gathers in my gut, pounding at my balls and racing up my shaft with the fire of a thousand stars imploding.
I roar at the ceiling, her body tangled with mine as I collapse, taking her mouth. We pulse and tear at each other, the gun discarded on the bed beside me as I close my arms around the small of her back and ride out the rest of our pleasure, banging as deep as her body can take.
We’re panting and clinging to each other, the defenses down, her submission complete.
My sweet stepdaughter, my bride, my little lamb… Her womb ripe, her eggs waiting, taking every spurt of my seed, hot and deep where it will bind us together forever.
CHAPTER 7
Bijou
“You back, baby?” Ramses' voice swirls inside my head like I’m in a fever dream. “Come back to me wife.”
I hear the wet slap, slap, slap, and feel my body being supported while it raises and lowers. It's like being on a rollercoaster, only I never bought the ticket.
I think I moan, or grunt, and the sound of my own voice brings me back from the edge with a burst of clarity, opening my eyes to find him under me.
“You left me for a minute. So, I took the opportunity to strip you and mount you on my dick. Those orgasms are blinding. I nearly passed out myself.”
“Wait…” I run my hands down my face, streaks of tears wetting my palms.
In a rush of heat, the events of the last few hours race through my mind like a lusty horror show.
I bite back the moan, but it’s no use. Ramses’ cock is stretching me again, only this time, he’s holding my body mounted just on the first inch or two, pulsing me up and down like a doll, up and down, until the primal need inside of me awakens again.