Page 87 of Vexatious Queen

She moaned and clung to my neck when I sank deeper.

“That’s very good, Little Rabbit, take what you want,” I growled, and sucked in a deep breath as Ren started to move.

She was incredibly hot and wet, her muscles squeezing me tight. I savored the urge to come and relished in the sweet agony as she writhed. My Little Rabbit bounced on my lap, soft whimpers tumbling from her lips as she used me to reach her orgasm.

I loved it as much as I loved her.

“You’re not afraid anymore,” I said. “The darkness doesn’t control you.”

Gripping my shoulders, she arched back, moaning and bouncing faster.

“No one owns you. No one can scare you unless you let them.”

I clenched my teeth as she tested my self-control.

“I can feel your strength in every move you make. Keep going…show me who you’re becoming?”

The camera flashed over and over as my Little Rabbit took control and fucked me how she wanted.

“Oh god, Liam…”

“Yes, that’s it. Be my good girl and come for me.”

“Right there, oh god…I’m going to come.”

Ren lost her rhythm, and I helped her, pushing up into her as she came. Her body bowed back, frozen like she was in pain, but the moan on her lips and the wetness that coated my cock told the real story.

Before the climax subsided, I shifted Ren to her back and slowly fucked her. Her breathing evened out in between the orgasms ripping through her body. Once she met my pace, silently begging for more, I sped up. Rearing back, I grabbed her hips and fucked her hard, our bodies slapping together.

The remote clutched in my hand set the camera off nonstop like a strobe light. The flashes gave me the perfect view of Ren sprawled on her back, hair wild, face the picture of pleasure, paint smeared in a rainbow as her breasts bounced in time to my thrusts.

“Look at you, Little Rabbit, taking all of me so perfectly. You were made for this. Made for me.”

“Yes, sir,” she whimpered, one hand running over her stomach and the other tweaking her nipple. I smirked.

“Spread your legs wider,” I ordered, and she held them out in a vee. I growled, my body tensing as the control slipped. I wanted her now.

My ass flexed as I disappeared inside of her and picked up the pace. My fingers dug into her hips, driving my cock deeper.

“Come for me again. Do it. Rub that sweet pussy and come for me,” I said, and Ren’s fingers went to work, rubbing her clit in a circle. The whimpers and spasms started again.

“You’re so close,” I said, and she nodded.

“I’m…I’m…Liam, please…don’t stop…so close. Oh, oh, oh. Ahhhh,” Ren yelled, her body tensing, nails digging into the soft blankets as she made fists.

“Fuck,” I growled and slammed home for the last time as I came. The release tore through me, the flash of the light above blinding me as the camera caught this incredible moment between us. My cock released a dozen times, the pent-up need was painful in the most delicious way.

Fully spent, I stayed inside of her and collapsed, blanketing her body with mine. We were both sweaty and breathing hard as we held on to one another.

I took one final photo of us like this.

A reminder of who she really was when she doubted herself in any way.

Ren was a work of art that could never be appraised, because she was priceless.

It was nearing eight when we got everything cleaned up, other than needing a shower, and getting her naked again was my top priority. Ren pulled on her hoodie, and I grinned. The smeared paint on her face looked sexy, and it was going to be entertaining watching her try to ignore the questioning stares.

Packing up the camera, I zipped the case closed and put the strap over my head.