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I nibble along her jaw to her throat, and she writhes beneath me, trying to push me off.
She tries to move her leg up to kick me off of her but I grab her ankle, pinning it down beside her ear, and I lean my chest into hers, my other hand pushing her other leg up, spreading her wide.
Fucking delicious. She’s so goddamn perfect it makes me seethe and ache.
I can see her thighs are already glistening with her slickness and I don’t want to wait much longer.
I look into her bright green eyes and they’re shining with defiance and arousal. She’s still so goddamn beautiful. I’m going to make her beg me for it, implore for my cock. She’ll scream and cry and plead and I’m going to love every fucking second of it.
I unzip my trousers and free my aching cock, fisting it and pumping the length slowly in anticipation of what’s to come. Shifting my hips, I line myself up with her entrance and, without warning, I push into her. It’s so much tighter than before in this position – so hot and tight...so fucking good. I groan.
She freezes as if in a daze as I push into her, hard, and fill her up, causing her to whimper beneath me, her eyes squeezed closed, her lips forming a tight line. She doesn’t want to enjoy this, but her body betrays her.
“We don’t have to like each other, princess,” I coo, pulling my hips back and sinking into her again.
“Good. Because I fucking hate you,” she snarls.
I grin at her and kiss her softly. “Say it like you mean it.”
“Fuck me like you mean it,” she spits, turning her head away from me and closing her eyes once more.
I freeze, feeling her so tight around me. This won’t do at all.
Reaching down, I touch her clit and when she opens her eyes, looking up at me through heavy lids with a sultry viridescent gaze. While she’s still impaled on my dick, I grab the tin and bring it in front of her.
“W-what is it?” She asks again, staring at the tin with a mixture of apprehension, interest and fear.
“Don’t tell me, the fierce and mighty Kookaburra killer is scared of needles?” I tease with an acerbic smile. I know her; know she won’t back down from a challenge. Know that if I want her consent to do this, she has to feel like she has no other choice.
I’m all for dubious consent. Hell, I’ve been known to enjoy a little non-con too. But not with this. I know it’s a little much for most people.
“What do you do with the needles?”
I’m surprised by the question. She’s such a curious little kookaburra. My smile warms, and I drag my cock from her pussy before slowly sinking back in as a reward for her inquisitiveness.
“I insert them for sexual pleasure.”
“Where?”
“Into the skin.”
“Whose skin?”
“Yours. But I’m not opposed to experiencing it myself from time to time.”
“And it….feels good?”
“It makes me feel good. I can make it feel good for you too. Or…”
“Or?”
“Or I can make it hurt.” She shivers but her eyes darken and I know my little slut has a thing for pain. “I could do both….” I offer enticingly.
“Can—” she swallows, and I’m captivated by the movement of her throat, reminded that I was about to sink my teeth into her until the sharp points of my canines pierced her delectable skin. “Can I see them? The needles in the tin?”
“Of course, princess.”
It’s so easy to be nice to her when she’s inquisitive and docile, and impaled on my cock.
