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She makes a feral noise of protest beneath me. “Don’t. I don’t want this.”
“Hmm, is that so? Time to see how much of a liar you really are.”
As I drag the material up over her hips, she’s got on a pair of high-cut panties. They’re white cotton and lace and look innocent as fuck. My cock starts leaking at the sight of her rounded ass cheeks with only a strip of fabric to separate them. Bared like a feast in front of me.
“Please. Please, don’t.” She starts squirming against my hold, and with one boot, I kick her feet to spread wide.
“We own you…which means we own every one of your orgasms.” I shift my hand around to cup her covered pussy. “And I bet you get off on that.”
“No.” Her defiance is commendable, but her body betrays her. As I expected, there’s a giant wet spot beneath my touch where the fabric is soaked right through.
I smirk into the night. Rubbing a thumb roughly over her panties and pinching her through the wet material. Once I’ve gathered enough of the dampness on my fingers, I bring them back around and shove them under her nose. She recoils with a hissed-out curse as I force her to scent her own arousal.
“Well…what do we have here?” Keeping her pinned in place, I drag the damp pad of my thumb over her bottom lip so she can’t evade the reality of what her body craves.
“You’re sick.” It’s a little disappointing that she doesn’t try to bite my fingers off.
“Says the slut who’s dripping wet. Now show me what a good little whore you are.”
My fingers find the front of her sodden panties again, pressing hard over her clit. Fox tries to fight back the moan of pleasure that wants to come out. Judging by how drenched she is just from being held down, her pussy must be a swollen mess already.
“Stop.” She thrashes and turns her head the other way. All it does is buck her hips against my hand.
“No,” I growl. My fingers bear down on her, working in short, sharp circles, and I know this kind of pressure is going to have her falling apart immediately.
“Don’t—” Fox begs, but her cheeks are flushed, and her ass grinds against my hard cock.
It only takes two more circles against the spot directly over her clit when her body seizes up, then quivers beneath me. A broken noise falls from her lips as she tries to swallow back her moans.
“Again.” My voice is heavy with the need to free my cock and pump into her, besides, my shadows have yet to be satiated.
“I can’t. Please, stop.”
It’s as if she thinks that won’t make me push harder. So, of course, I do—ruthlessly rubbing over the bundle of nerves even though she’s overstimulated. This girl is going to come for me again, and I’m going to drag it out of her with fangs.
“You’re ours, and that means you’re going to come when we fucking say so.” She breaks apart under me. This time unable to hold back the wild noises and sobs bursting out of her.
Beneath me, her body goes limp as her orgasm rocks through her, then subsides. I let her wrists go, planting them on the counter beside her head. She’s boneless and doesn’t do anything to try and stop me this time as I free my cock and tug her panties to one side.
Impaling her with one shove, she’s fluttering and clenching around me straight away as I push forward, right to the hilt. The force of my intrusion makes her eyes squeeze shut. But not before she makes the tiniest of whimpers against the benchtop…a noise that sounds an awful fucking lot like pleasure.
Her cunt is the tightest, wettest, silken glove. Swollen with the afterglow of the orgasms she’s already given me, and she’s not doing enough—or anything—to make me stop. Her hot cunt clamps down around my length, sucking me in deeper.
My hands grab her hips, each thrust is determined and sharp. Pumping into her with gritted teeth as she sobs beneath me. Her fingers try to grab at the smooth counter while her body slides against the stone surface, and she fully submits to it all.
It’s a heady rush. One that I haven’t experienced in god knows how fucking long.
But I’m not done yet with showing this girl who she truly belongs to, so I reach around and shove my hand down the front of her panties. Touching her properly this time, and Jesus, she’s so warm and pliant it makes my balls tighten immediately. Her soft pussy is wet and slick beneath my fingers; straight away I brush against her clit eliciting a breathy little gasp. This girl might say one thing, but that tiny pouting bud is desperate for more attention.
When she feels what I’m doing, she gives another pathetic attempt at fighting me, but all it does is sink my cock at a deeper angle—one that has her gasping loudly into the dark of the kitchen and clenching around my length.
“Better be quiet, don’t want anyone to hear how much you love getting bent over and used like a little fucktoy.”
Her cunt tightens around my dick immediately.
“Fuck, you love this, don’t you.” Hips punching forward ruthlessly, skin slaps against skin. “Don’t make a sound. You’ll have to keep quiet, or they’ll know you’re out here getting pumped full of cum like a proper little whore.”
She makes a strangled noise. Biting down on one hand, her teeth sink into the fleshy part of her palm in an effort not to moan. Her pussy has my cock in a vice grip, leaving me pounding harder, intensifying the way I’ve trapped her hips. She might pretend not to like what I’m doing, but her body is betraying her little lies every step of the way.
