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“A dangerous game you play.”
My smile caught when he thrust up into me again.
A choked squeal left my throat.
His hands squeezed on my hips, taking control of my body, and he moved in earnest. It was a continuous hammer striking into me, impaling me on his iron, and there was nothing I could do but hold my body up and try to take it.
My thoughts stopped coming. I couldn’t imagine anything other than the feeling of Little John’s huge cock railing inside me, destroying me like I asked.
I would never be the same woman after this. The feeling was so sensational I knew he was right: I was going to get addicted to this. I already wanted to do it again.
Again, again, again, my mind screamed with every hard thrust of John’s hips.
My calves shook. My toes curled on his knees, legs spread to make me look like a spider on him. Soon I was going to slide off. If that happened, I’d be at his mercy. His entire cock would likely hilt into me, down to his balls, and kill me.
So I stayed on him, trying to steady myself and ride the wave. It was nearly impossible.
My ass and thighs jiggled. He reached under my thighs, between my legs, and clutched my ass with both hands to guide me down onto him.
John was beginning to lose his grip, and I was beginning to lose my mind.
My moans became louder, heavier. My panting breaths ragged and shallow as my heart raced. The wetness of my cunt squelched with every vicious thrust from my savage captor.
Then he was throbbing, pulsing inside me. One of my hands came off his shoulder so I could rub my clit with mad abandon and lose myself to the tidal wave cresting below me, rising, rising, rising.
John ground his teeth together, growling through them: “I’m going to paint you with my cum, little star, so you never forget who you belong to.”
“W-Who do I belong to?!” I wailed.
My voice was louder now, my moans incessant. I knew our torrid sounds were carrying past the barrier of the boulder and over to the rest of the camp.
Anyone who had ears could hear us.
“The Merry Men!” he yelled in my face, his speed escalating until my head was bobbing and the whole world was blurring around me. “You belong to the Merry Men . . . and ME!”
The wave crashed, breaking the dam, and I screamed as I came. At the same time, he let out a roar and lifted me off his cock, holding me aloft in the air by the bottoms of my thighs like I was his trophy.
His cockhead expanded, his huge balls tightened, and white-hot cum shot from his widened slit, splattering onto my thighs, my belly, and as high as the low swell of my breasts.
I writhed in his grasp, unable to stop the intense climax that racked my body. It was torturous pleasure, and the fluids that squirted out of me coated the giant of a man, cascading down on him like a waterfall.
All he did was laugh—
And shove his face against my tender, yawning hole so he could feast on me and taste me and lick me clean.
His tongue was so intense that I came again. I rocked back in his huge palms, framed my legs on either side of his head and shoulders, and put my boots to the stone behind him so I could ground myself and didn’t float away as he slurped up my nectar with unabashed frenzy.
When he pulled me away from him and set me down between his lap, his lips were glistening and he licked and smacked them together. “The most delectable honey I’ve ever tasted,” he said, smiling ravenously.
My eyes rimmed black, and I nearly passed out from the intensity of my double climax.
He brought me close, hugging me. “That’s a good girl. There we go. You did so well, little star. You took me so . . .”
His voice faded away as he continued to pet me and I lost my way and drifted off in his strong, powerful chest.
Chapter 30
Robin
