Page 207 of Lawless God


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Those words lift a weight off my chest. And when the pleasure joins the discomfort of him pushing the hilt of a knife inside me, a sob escapes me.

“That’s it, baby. Let it all go. Relax your body, give your mind a break. Give it all to me.”

He fucks me slowly, and I let pleasure engulf me. Tears fall as I moan, and I even beg him for more.

“Slowly,” he says. “You’re pushing back. Don’t hurt yourself.”

Am I? But I need him so much. Doesn’t he understand that?

A cry passes my lips, some unarticulated words pleading for more. He accelerates, but he’s careful not to break me. It’s barely enough for me. I’m craving the pain, crying out my need for it.

And when he pulls out, I sob some more. “Please, Nate… More.”

“Shh. I’ll hurt you now.”

He grabs my hips and thrusts inside my pussy with a force that pushes me into the mattress.

“You want to hurt, baby?” His dick hits my cervix, and I cry out.

“Fuck…pull b-back.”

“I don’t think so. You’re going to take every single inch of my dick like you begged to, and I want to hear you thank me for it.”

He fucks me hard, fast, mercilessly. And I do exactly what he asks for. I thank him as I hurt. I thank him as I drown in pleasure, and I thank him when I come around his dick.

With his hand at the back of my neck, plastering my cheek to the mattress, he drives into me with a desire to make me his.

He comes with a grunt, pounding roughly before slowing his thrusts to a slow roll of his hips. And I take it all.

“That’s my wife,” he growls as he pulls out.

I try to roll to the side, but his hand cups my pussy right away, and he holds me in place with the one at my neck. “Keep it in.” Whatever little cum is already spilling out, he pushes it back in with his fingers.

“Nate,” I groan.

“Don’t waste my cum, Kayla.”

I sigh, and I could swear it sounds loving.

Eventually he has to let go, and I roll onto my back.

“Are you alright?” he asks, leaning over me. I nod as much as I can, and he kisses my lips gently.

My eyelids are too heavy to keep my eyes open.

“Sleep, little sunflower. I’ll take care of you.”

“You will?”

“I always will.”

I can feel the warm sun on my skin, but it’s a hard task to open my eyes. I force my eyelids open, only to realize I’m alone in bed. Something woke me up. I think it was the sound the front door makes when it closes.

Last night comes back so quickly, my heart drops to my stomach. I shoot into a sitting position and look around.

The girls.

Throwing off the covers, I jump out of bed. I’m in my sleep shorts and a tank top. Did Nate do that? Something stings the top of my abdomen, and I lift my top as I open my bedroom door.

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