I smirk. I do. I like her brattiness. I like fucking her into submission and we both enjoy the roughness of it, and I don’t want to lose that, not with her. Not when she enjoys it too, and even if she doesn’t, then I wouldn’t give it up.
“I enjoy it when you take me, Kade.”
My fingers trail down her center, and her pupils widen as her lips part.
“You going to fight me now, kitten?” My dick hardens as Zara whimpers and shakes her head. “Fucking good girl.”
Zara’s teeth bite into her lip and one day, I’ll bite her hard enough to taste her blood as it mixes with her saliva. Not today, though. Today, I have another kind of fucking in mind, and the girl lying beneath me had better be the obedient slut her eyes suggest she wants to be right now.
My hand dives between her legs and she’s already soaking wet, practically begging for me to fuck her. Her cunt knows who owns it and Zara’s about to find out that every inch of her belongs to me now.
She wriggles beneath me and her magic wraps around me, warming my skin as it starts to strip me bare. Zara glances down and gulps, and the rush I get from knowing she’s still intimidated by my dick is a thrill I won’t forget in a hurry.
“Play with me,” I insist.
Zara doesn’t hesitate, reaching for my cock and wrapping her hand around it. She’s learned fast and her grip is perfect. Tight enough to strangle my dick without hurting more than I like. I groan as her hand moves up and down my shaft, and Zara grins, delighted she’s such a fucking perfect fucktoy.
“I want to taste you,” she says, her voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. “I want you to come down my throat.”
My cock twitches at her words, practically begging for her to continue. Zara doesn’t make idle threats and she’ll follow through. But I need more than that from her. I need her submission. I need control. I need her to know her role and mine as well.
I shake my head.
She pouts.
“I have other plans, kitten.”
My fingers move over her clit, and her eyes widen. “Kade…”
I tsk her and she shudders. Fuck, she’s responsive, and as my hand slides back, Zara stills. I tease her entrance for a second before slipping back and her eyes stare up at mine, begging for understanding. She’s almost the picture of innocence beneath me, and in a moment I’m going to shatter any illusions she has left.
“I’m not…”
My eyebrow arches, and my jaw tightens as my finger presses on her ass. I slide it inside her ass and she whimpers, her hips bucking upward. Zara’s submission is intoxicating, and I want more of it. I want to own every inch of her, every part of her body. My cock pulses with need and I know I’m close to losing control.
“You’re mine,” I growl, my voice filled with raw power. “Every part of you belongs to me. I told you I owned all three holes, kitten, and now I’m going to fuck them.”
I add a second finger and Zara whimpers, her back arching as she begs for more. Her magic surrounds me, both a warning and a plea, but I don’t stop. I push deeper, feeling her muscles clench around my fingers, and the sound of her moans fills the air.
I smirk, feeling a rush of power surge through me. My Zara is mine, body and soul. I’ll claim every inch of her, every part of her, and I’ll give her everything she craves in return.
“You’re mine, Zara.”
She bites her lip as I line my cock up with her ass and start nudging forward. Zara cries out and I ignore it, pushing forward as her tightness grips me like a vise. Her back arches more and her hands grip the bedsheet as she snatches air, overwhelmed by the sensation rippling through her.
“You wanted this, Zara,” I hiss, thrusting deeper into herass. “You wanted me.”
She moans, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure as she claws at the linen. Her body tightens around me, and her magic pulses in time with my thrusts. The blood weave courses through us, binding us together in a way neither of us can escape.
“Take it, Zara,” I growl. “Take what’s yours.”
“It’s too much,” she mumbles as her eyes flutter shut.
“You asked for this,” I say, thrusting deeper inside her. “You wanted me, and now you’re going to take me. All of me.”
Zara moans, her eyes still shut tight as her magic twines around me, pulsing as I sink inside her. There’s pain etched on her face, but pleasure too, and Zara’s getting high on the thrill of submission mixed with the power of surrender.
Our hips meet and I still, granting her a moment to adjust. Her heart pounds against her chest and the sensation of my cock buried deep within her ass must be both overwhelming and exhilarating. She bites her lip to silence a whimper and I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as the little witch beneath me, struggling as my dick fucks her ass.
