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Fuck.
But a pussy shouldn’t feel so good on a man.
I swear it was put on this earth to madden the strongest of all of us.
As I slide back and forth into her pussy, I’m astounded at how it always seems so ready for me. Wet, hot, and inviting. Kat doesn’t need poetry or song to stimulate her desire. All she needs is me whispering the filthiest things I can come up in her ear for her body to come alive with want.
And I’m all too happy to oblige.
My hand snakes around her until it feels the little swollen nub aching to be toyed with. I play with her clit as my thrusts pound into her sweet, hot cavern. Kat moans out loud, gripping the gray cemented edge for balance. Her head hangs down, unable to keep it up with all the sensations wrecking her body.
With my free hand, I wrap her braid around my wrist and give it a good tug, so that she has no choice but to look at the land in front of her.
“That, my queen, is Arkøya,” I grunt in her ear as I continue to pound at her. “That is who you’re fucking. Who your pussy is clenching around, just begging to milk it dry. For Arkøya is me. And right now, Winter Queen, Arkøya owns you—body and soul.”
Her silver gaze falls to the sweeping landscape in front of her, her breathing coming out in spurts. Her cheeks a beautiful shade of pink, her brow damp from excursion.
“Do you concede, my queen? Will you allow yourself to be conquered?”
Her gaze darts to me, a salacious smile to her lips.
“Never.”
With that response, I have no choice but to thrust so deep inside her that her eyes roll to the back of her head.
“Do you concede, my queen?” I repeat, my own breathing erratic.
I’m so fucking close to coming, but it’s her defiance that spurs me on.
She shakes her head again, and again I bury my cock so deep inside her that she screams out my name.
“Levi!”
Sweat blurs my vision and stings my eyes. I either tolerate the pain or wipe the sweat off my eyes, forcing me to have to choose between releasing her hair or taking my fingers off her needy cunt.
Fuck that shit.
I’m keeping them exactly where they are.
I’ve suffered through worse.
“Do you concede?” I growl, flicking her clit and adding more pressure to it.
But Kat is too far away to hear my demand.
Her mind is gone into another world, one where only pleasure resides.
“You’re full of contradictions too, sweet Kat. Your mind might not want to concede, but your body already has. It’s mine for the taking. To do with as I wish. And right now, I want it to come all over my cock.”
I drive mercilessly into her, the head of my cock banging at her walls, hitting just the right area to have Kat seeing the gods themselves. She yells out for salvation, her body damned to crave mine for eternity. I take her to the very brink, and like fine crystal, she shatters, looking delicate and fragile in my unworthy hands. It doesn’t take much coercion after that for me to follow her, needing that sweet feel of release, knowing my cum will fill her to the hilt and drip down her thighs.
Depleted and satiated, I turn her in my arms so I can kiss her lips, the doors to my redemption.
It’s always like this.
After abusing and desecrating her body, there’s this unbridled need in me to be gentle afterward, even if I can only show her such tenderness in a kiss.
And every time I do, it always feels far more intimate than the exchange of our bodies.
