Page 82 of King of Cruelty


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“And you’ll have it as much as you want.” The fire in his eyes matched the one in my belly, the unbridled need for him becoming insatiable. He continued fingering me until I thought I’d lose my mind. Then when he drove two fingers deep inside, twisting and turning them as he plunged hard and fast, I could no longer breathe.

“Yes. Yes.”

“You like it when I take you,” he murmured, although he already knew the answer.

Blinking, I could sense my blood pressure rising, every inch of my skin hyper-sensitized. “Please fuck me. Just fuck me.”

He drove two other fingers inside, flexing them open, curling the tips until I was gasping from the extreme pleasure. Then he pulled his hand free, slapping my pussy lips several times. The contrast of pain versus pleasure almost brought me to a raging orgasm.

“Oh, God. Oh…”

The way he stared at me, never blinking, was a clear indication of what I could expect.

Rough.

Raw.

Unyielding.

After he repeated the action three times, I thought for certain I was going to lose my mind. When he finally removed his hand, he rolled his finger across my lips, pushing his thumb inside. “See how sweet you are?”

Then he lifted my leg, bending my knee, his cockhead pressing against my wet heat. Without making a single sound, he thrust inside, filling me completely.

“Oh. My. God.” My pussy muscles wrapped around the thick invasion, clenching and releasing, driving me to an instant climax. Nothing like it had ever happened to me before. I was thrown into a sweet abyss, no longer certain of anything but the extreme pleasure. I was shocked as the pulsing sensations continued rocking through me, erasing all thoughts from my mind.

My mouth was open, the scattered sounds erupting from my throat unrecognizable.

“Yes, that’s it. My sweet baby girl. Take all you want.” He planted his hand beside me, lifting his torso, the smile remaining as he pulled out, slamming into me again.

I wanted nothing more than to touch him, to feel his rippling muscles beneath my fingers, but he refused to let me go. Panting, I did what I could to arch my back, my breath skipping. Even the way he was touching me tonight was different, the vibrations coursing through me stealing my breath.

“Oh. Oh…” The pleasure was so intense I stopped moving altogether, barely able to focus and I wanted to watch him every second. I didn’t want to miss a thing.

“That’s it, my special girl. Enjoy.”

Was he commanding me to do so or surprised that my desire outweighed any feeling of embarrassment or fury?

He fucked me long and hard, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Come for me again,” he whispered as he lowered his head, nipping my ear.

“I don’t…”

“Yes, you will.” He rolled his hips, thrusting brutally, the force driving me up and down on the straw. The moment another orgasm jetted into me, I thought for certain he was ready to erupt. Yet as I squeezed my muscles around his cock, he did nothing but issue a keening growl.

“Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh.” The climax ripped through me and all I could hear was the thudding of my heart. He barely allowed me time to catch my breath before pulling out, immediately flipping me onto all fours. He rolled the tip up and down the crack of my ass then delivered a single hard slap across my bottom before driving his cockhead into my dark hole.

“Yes,” he spit out, twisting his body back and forth as he pressed another inch inside. Then another.

Anguish erupted deep inside, my sharp cry floating up to the rafters, but within seconds the pain turned to sweet bliss. I would have never believed something this dirty would feel so damn good.

Constantine pulled out again, sliding his arm around my waist, teasing my aching nipple. Then he thrust all the way inside, his cock throbbing against my muscles.

I couldn’t seem to stop wiggling, arching my back and pushing back against him.

“You like this.” Again, it wasn’t a question, just a statement because he knew exactly what he did to me, the craziness of what we’d become. It seemed as if all the atrocities I’d been through, the dark emotions and anger, were years before, and only need and ecstasy remained.

It was a crazy way to look at it, but the truth could no longer be denied or ignored.

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