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I reach down and unzip my fly, giving my hard cock room to breathe. Stepping closer, I press against her back and let her feel my breath waft across her neck and ear. She shivers and tilts her head to the side to give me access, but I ignore it as I brush my mouth against her ear. “Bend over, grab your ankles, and don’t let go,” I growl. She hesitates, and I bring my hand down on her ass hard, making her stumble forward with a yelp. “Now.”

She does as she’s told, bending and wrapping her hands around her ankles so her ass and pussy are spread. I have a clear view of her bare, silky, wet sex, which is glistening with her desire, and her tight little asshole. Reaching into my jeans, I fist my cock, glancing between both holes. Like a fucking all-you-can-eat buffet, I have so many options.

Her pussy hole contracts as I watch, fluttering with her need to be filled, and that little bundle of nerves peeks out of its hood, waiting to be touched. Sucked. Clamped.Next time, I tell myself, because this time will be about sating this desire surging through my blood and seeing how much of me she can handle.

“Sir,” she says breathlessly, shaking her hips slightly to entice me.

“Don’t fucking move,” I order, and she stills, a slight whimper leaving her mouth as I stare at her body, deciding where I want to start.

“My cock is huge, pet, can that tight little ass take it?” I ask.

She gasps, and her pussy clenches again. “Yes,” she hisses, even as she hesitates. “It will hurt though, you would have to go slow—”

I step forward and trail my fingers across her ass to circle the hole in question. “What if I didn’t want to go slow? What if I wanted to force my monster cock right into this tight little dry hole? Would you scream for me? Fight?”

I can almost hear the hammering of her heart. “Yes,” she replies, and then tacks on, “Sir.”

“You would fight me?” I hum and spread her cheeks wider as I press a fingertip to her hole, and then with my next words, I slam it inside of her, forcing her ass to take it. “But would you like it?”

She screams and almost falls forward, but I grip her hip and stare at her pussy as fresh wetness flows from it, even as she cries out in pain, her tight little ass resisting my intrusion. “Fuck, you would. You would like me to just rape this tight little ass, wouldn’t you?”

She pants but slowly pushes back against my finger, which is answer enough for me. Fuck yes. It’s like my little fighter knows my deepest, darkest fantasy. Does she enjoy that kind of play? I think she does. But that can be saved for later. The sensation of her tight ass clenching around my finger has my cock throbbing, wanting to fill her cunt and spill my release inside her. I need to fuck her quick and hard, so next time it will last and I can spend all night playing out every excruciating detail like I have since she stepped into that room on the first day we met her.

Pulling my finger free of her clinging ass, I leave her there panting as I move to the sink to wash and dry it, watching her the whole time. She doesn’t move, but her head tilts as she listens to me. Grinning, I stride back over to her and strip off my shirt, winding it around my fist. “Stand up.”

She does so instantly. I grab her hands, yank them up and behind her back so she’s forced onto her toes, and then bind them with my shirt, tying it tight until they are restrained in the middle of her back. I make sure it hurts. “You don’t get to touch me, you have to earn that, understood?”

“Yes,” she hisses. “Are you going to fuck me yet, sir, or just tease me?”

Oh, my little fighter, if she only knew.

“You’re going to pay for that,” I growl.

“Fuck, I hope so,” she mutters, rubbing her tight ass against my cock.

Using her bound hands, I drag her to the sofa and bend her over it before kicking her legs out so she’s splayed at an uncomfortable angle. Her hands are bound halfway up her spine, and her legs shake with the effort to keep them under her. “Act like a brat, and you’ll be treated like one,” I snarl, and then drop to my knees behind her, parting her pussy as my mouth fills with saliva from the sight of her tight, pretty, pink pussy.

Inhaling deeply, I suck her scent into my lungs. It’s sweet and musky and instantly becomes my new favorite thing—until I taste her. I slide my tongue across her folds, and her sweetness explodes in my mouth, making me grab her hips and pull her closer as I attack her pussy like a starving man. I’ve never been into eating cunt, never needed it to get my rocks off.

Now?

I want to bury my head between her thighs and live here, licking her pussy, dipping my tongue inside of her, and circling her hole as fresh cream gushes into my mouth. I dig my fingers in, holding her still as she starts to fuck herself on my mouth. Dragging my tongue down, I flick her clit before curling it and then lash it again, keeping her frustrated and unprepared before I bring it up to her ass and then back down, tasting every single inch of her.

“Fuck,” she groans, so I nip her clit. “Sir!” she yells, trying to move to relieve the pressure, but I don’t let her. I force her to feel every single inch of pleasure as I thrust my tongue inside of her and circle it around. “Oh God,” she moans. “I’m so close, please.”

The sound is so sweet that I decide to let her come. I drag my tongue down before sucking her clit into my mouth. Her hips jerk, and a yell leaves her lips. Pressing my fingers to her pussy hole, I slam two inside of her as I bite down on her clit hard enough that she screams. Her pussy clamps on my fingers as her orgasm rips through her, and she pushes back into me, riding it through. I don’t stop though. I fuck her with my fingers, forcing them into her tight hole, scissoring and twisting and loosening her cunt to prepare her for my cock before pulling back and releasing her clit. Sitting back, I stare at her pink, fluttering pussy before wiping my mouth with my hand and licking it clean.

Standing, I drag my hand up her spine to her neck and squeeze. I pull her head back until she’s gasping again, her body shaking with aftershocks. “You taste like fucking heaven,” I growl. “I want to feel you come on my dick just like that.”

She’s limp across the sofa as I push down my pants, freeing my cock. I stroke my rock-hard length as I stare at her. “Are you dead, pet?” I taunt.

“Waiting for it to start getting good,” she replies breathlessly.

I can’t help the smile that curls my lips at her defiance. “I better step up my game then,” I murmur and press the head of my cock to her hole. I squeeze her neck tighter. “You brought this on,” I growl, and then slam into her, thrusting through that tight, fluttering channel until she’s writhing beneath me. I can’t tell if she’s struggling to escape me or get closer, but I keep her trapped there as I bottom out in her cunt and then pull back and push in. She whimpers, and when I look over, I see tears falling from her eyes as I force her to take my huge dick. From pain or pleasure, I don’t know, but either way, the sight spurs me on. It makes me harder, and I start to pummel into her, forcing her to take my huge cock until her cries turn into moans and her pussy starts clenching around me. Her hips crash into the couch from the force of my thrusts.

I yank her head back and lean down, biting her neck. “I warned you. I’m going to make you come on my cock, and then I’m going to take that ass for being a brat. No lube, nothing, just my huge dick, and you will take it all without complaint or I won’t touch you again, understood?”

“Maddox,” she whimpers, and the use of my name makes me stutter for a moment before a growl leaves my lips and I slam into her. No one I fuck ever knows my name, but she does, and for some reason, her saying it has me going wild.

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