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And he did. I was his prize, my body, my pussy, my pleasure.
I screamed his name as he fucked me. He growled in response, grabbed my hair, slammed his cock deeper. His tongue slid into my mouth as his cock took me over and over, filling me to the brim, sliding slick between my legs. Pleasure drove me wild, drove me past the point of no return, and I knew I’d never be the same again.
I didn’t care. He turned me around and got me up on all fours. I kissed him over his shoulder as he knelt on the bed behind me. He slapped my ass hard then slid himself deep inside. I threw back my head and gasped as he grabbed my hair and fucked me rough from behind, taking me like an animal. There was no hesitation, nothing tentative, nothing gentle. He knew my flesh and he wanted to take me, taste me, make me scream.
I screamed. I begged his name. I bucked my hips and flailed back against him harder and harder, feeling every rough stroke, every thick slap of him against my ass. He spanked me, pulled my hair, and leaned forward to rub my clit as he whispered in my ear.
“You’re my little prize,” he growled. “My little bride. I’m going to marry you, Aida. You might not want that now, but you will, my little darling. I’m going to marry my little bride.”
I moaned and rode his cock faster and faster. Sweat slicked my skin in bed as he spanked my ass harder. There’d be bruises all along my skin and I didn’t care. The thunder roared outside as he fucked me faster and faster. He grabbed my hair and bit my shoulder before shoving my face down against the comforter. He took me then, used my pussy like his toy, and ripped into me. His body was a monstrous mass of muscle and gorgeous tattoos and I wanted every inch of it.
I cried out my pleasure and he knew I was close. I could see it in his eyes. He reached around my hip and rubbed my clit again, working it faster as he ground his massive cock deep between my legs. I gasped and took it, unable to move, unable to do anything but feel the pleasure tearing me to perfect pieces.
I came hard on his massive shaft. I came and felt my world spiral into bits and nothing. Pleasure assaulted me, took me and left me nothing more than a puddle of sweat and drool.
But he wasn’t done. He fucked my pussy, teased my breasts, then slid his massive shaft out from inside of me. He stroked himself and pulled me down to him, sliding his cock into my mouth. I sucked him, tasting my pussy on his skin, before he came deep into my throat, just what I wanted.
I swallowed every single drop, and when I was done, I looked up into his eyes as I licked my pussy off his still-hard shaft.
He was sweating, I was sweating. We collapsed onto his bed in a tangle of sheets and lust. He pulled me against his chest and held me there, and we didn’t speak. I don’t think there were any words, not after what we’d just done, not after that.
I could only think one thing, over and over again, as I felt myself slipping toward sleep in his arms.
He wanted to marry me.
I was going to be his bride.
I couldn’t tell if I loved it, feared it, or was repulsed by it all.
But I slept there, wrapped in his body, pleasure still pulsing through me, reverberating like a drum.13DanteAida was still asleep when I woke with the sun the next morning. I slipped from my bed and stared at her perfect skin, at her perky breasts and pink nipples. Fucking hell, I could still feel that tight cunt wrapped around my cock, her slick body writhing against mine. She took it and loved it, loved every inch of it, loved the way I manhandled her and used her for my pleasure.
I felt my cock stir and had to pull myself away before I woke her up and made her suck my cock again.
I slipped into the shower and rinsed off. When I was done, I stared at myself in the mirror for a long moment, going over the events of the night before.
None of it made any sense.
I came back out of the bathroom, intent on getting a suit from my wardrobe, but Aida was sitting up in bed. She wrapped a sheet around herself and stared at me. I tilted my head, naked and still damp, and I let her eyes moved along my body. I smirked when she met my gaze again.
“Sleep good?” I asked.
She shrugged. “I think I have bruises on my ass.”
