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My head drops forwards as he presses his swollen cockhead against my entrance, my forehead against the couch cushion, my wrists still pinned behind my back. I can feel myself arching against him, wanting it, that feeling of being filled almost too much. I let out a sobbing moan as he pushes inside of me, inch by inch, making me feel every bit of him as I clench and flutter against the invading flesh, my entire body tightening with pleasure.
“I hate you,” I sob out, my hands clenching into fists that dig my nails into my palms, the sensation of being held back as arousing as anything else he’s doing. “I fucking hate you, Mikhail.”
“That’s alright,kotenok.” His voice is a low, lustful purr as he shoves himself in me to the hilt. “You might hate me even more, by the time we’re finished. But youlovethis.”
As if to punctuate his sentence, he slips his hand between my thighs again, his fingers finding my aching clit as he starts to thrust into me from behind, holding me captured between his hand on my back and his hand rubbing me in quick, firm circles that hurtle me towards the inevitable climax.
I can’t stop myself. I arch against him, meeting his thrusts as he fucks me, harder and harder, chasing the pleasure he promises. His hips slam into my ass, again and again, and I’m so fucking close, the pulse starting to spread through my body as I feel him take control of it, driving me to heights that I’ve never achieved with anyone else, not even myself.
“Come for me,kotenok,” he murmurs, and I squeeze my eyes tightly shut as the ripples of pleasure start to spasm through me, helplessly obeying the command that I can’t resist. I hear myself moan his name, back arching deeply as I twist my wrists in his grasp, still writhing against the unrelenting thrust of his cock into me again and again, heightening the pleasure as his fingers keep up a steady rhythm between my thighs.
It doesn’t feel as if it stops, not even when the spasms of my orgasm cease. Every thrust sends a fresh burst of pleasure through me, even once Mikhail takes his hand away from my clit, rubbing his palm over the side of my ass as he drives into me once more, burying his cock in me to the hilt as he groans aloud.
He leans forward over me, brushing the hair away from the side of my face almost gently as he bends to murmur in my ear, his hips still rocking against me, sending a jolt of pleasure over my nerves with every movement of him inside of me.
“You’remine, Natalia,” he growls against my ear, his breath warm, his words filled with a certainty that sends a shiver down my spine. “You will be mine,completely.”
I don’t realize what he means at first, my mind too foggy with pleasure to comprehend anything other than the boneless feeling left behind, and the still-unsatisfied craving for more.
I feel him slide out of me, leaving me aching and hollow, and I let out a low whine of protest–until I hear him laugh darkly behind me, and feel the press of his hard cock higher, against the tight hole where I’ve never been fucked before.
“Mikhail!” I cry out, a shiver of fear tangling with the hot desire still pulsing through me, but he just laughs again, his hips pushing forward as he nudges himself against me.
He’s too big. I don’t know how he’ll fit inside of me, how he’ll manage it. I’d wanted more, but not like this, and I writhe in his grasp, trying to escape, but he holds me down easily with the one hand still pinning my wrists.
“There’s no escaping, Natalia,” he murmurs, his hand tightening, holding me there as I cry out, trying to squirm away from the thick, hard flesh on the verge of invading me for the first time. “You want it,kotenok. Remember how you came with my tongue in your ass? You’ll come for me like this, too, filthy girl. My little kitten.”
“Your tongue was smaller,” I gasp out, and Mikhail laughs again, his hips rocking again, pushing without any real progress, though I don’t think he means to yet. He wants to remind me of what’s coming, of his absolute power over me, of how hewillhave what he wants.
“You’ll learn to love this too,” he murmurs, his voice thick with lust as he grips my ass with his free hand, spreading me. A low groan escapes him as he does, and I feel the shudder that goes through him. “You look so beautiful like this,kotenok. Spread open wide for my pleasure, however I choose to take it.”
His hips snap forward with a hard jerk, the swollen head of his cock pushing past the entrance of my too-small hole, and I cry out as burning pain sweeps over me, blocking out all other thoughts.
I feel his lips at my ear again, his voice soft and almost crooning, as if he’s trying to soothe me, though his words are anything but. “This is the only thing you haven’t given to some other man,krasotka.So I’m claiming it for my own. I want to be certain you will never forget who you belong to.”
He’s panting now, breathless with pleasure as he pushes deeper. “Tell me you want my cock in your ass,kotenok, and I will make you come.”
I don’t want it. I can feel my body actively trying to fight it, but there’s no escaping the hard press of him, his muscled body holding me down as he lets go of my wrists, still pinning me in place as his hand slides around to grip my throat. Not hard, but a reminder of how easily he can exert his will. As his fingers press against my neck, the fingers of his other hand find my clit again as his cock slides deeper, and I gasp.
“There you go, kitten,” he murmurs. “See? I can give you pleasure as well as pain. Tell me what I want to hear,kotenok, and I will make you come on my cock again, just like you need.”
It’s such a strange mix of gentleness and violence that it scrambles every thought I have, confusing me until I no longer know whether the tension in my body is anger or need, if I hate him or want him closer, if I want more or to throw him off of me, out of me. I let out a moan as his hand tightens, his fingers moving against my clit, gasping as he runs his tongue lightly over the shell of my ear. The tingling pleasure of it eases the next inches of his cock as he buries them in my ass, and I gasp at the strange sensation, the fullness of it.
“I know you need to come more than once to be satisfied,” Mikhail murmurs against my ear. “I watched you through your window, not long after we first met in the club. I saw how you made yourself come, Natalia.”
The surge of arousal that floods me is startling. I would never have thought that I’d be aroused by something like that, that the idea of him watching me as I’d pleasured myself would turn me on so much. I hear his dark, lustful groan as his fingers are soaked with me, feel him slide in to the hilt as I relax enough to take the last inches of his cock, and then I feel his hips pressing against my ass.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, his fingers speeding up a little on my clit, making me gasp. “You took my cock so well, for the first time.”
A shudder goes through him, his hips jerking slightly as his hand presses against my throat. “I’m going to fuck your ass hard now,kotenok, and you will come for me when I do. You’ll enjoy it. You’ll beg for it again.”
He starts to move as he whispers the words in my ear, and I cry out, a tangle of confused sensations sweeping through me. The weight of him holding me down and the pressure of his hand at my throat turn me on beyond belief, my entire body shivering with the need to come again, only heightened by the slick friction of his fingers against my clit, in the rhythm that he knows by now I like best. But the thrust of his cock in my ass, too big, too much, sends a jolt of pain through me with each snap of his hips, all of it mingling together until I hardly know what is pain and what is pleasure–and all of it makes me need to come.
I never knew I wanted these things–neededthem–until him. I hate him for doing this to me, because I know deep down that I’ll never find another man who makes me feel like this, who drives me to such depraved depths of lust, who makes me admit that I want things that I never should.
I can feel his strokes quickening as he pushes us both towards the edge, slamming into me again and again as he fucks my ass as roughly as he’d promised–and it turns me on more than I would have ever thought it could. I feel humiliated, ashamed, dirty, and it makes me need to come more than ever, at the thought of the gorgeous, possessive, dominant man behind me fucking my ass because he owns it. Because it belongs to him.
BecauseIbelong to him.
