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“Two. I understand that I’m yours.”
The third swat has me squirming again, only this time my stomach brushes against his cock. His hard cock.
“Three. I understand that I’m yours.”
Number four hurts so much that tears leak from my eyes.
“Four. I understand that I’m yours.”
Five and six happen back-to-back, but the thing that I notice this time is that my body feels like it’s buzzing.
“Five. I understand that I’m yours. Six. I understand that I’m yours.”
He rubs his hand over my smarting flesh, coming close to my pussy. His hand stills and I arch my back. A whimper leaves my lips as he rubs me through my cotton panties. I already knew I was wet, but now he knows, too. The material creates a delicious friction, but it’s not enough.
He removes his hand and spanks me again, this time right over my pussy. A groan works its way up my throat, and I grab onto the cushion of the couch.
“Seven,” I rasp. “I understand that I’m yours.”
He strikes me for the eighth time, making me cry out again.
“Eight. I understand that I’m yours.”
Nine and ten happen back to back and before I can tell him I’m his, he pulls me into a sitting position and tugs me on his lap, so I’m straddling him. We’re both breathing hard as he reaches between us, slipping his hand into my panties. I groan as he finds my clit, rubbing it in hard circles that make me see stars. Without thinking, I wrap my arms around his neck and start rocking. His cock brushes against me through his pants, but it’s not enough.
“I need to feel you,” I whisper. “Please.”
He rips my panties right off of me, tossing them aside and unbuttons his pants, freeing his cock. Seeing him up close has me rocking against him.
“Your cock feels so good.”
He pulls me against his hardness, making me grunt. “Want to know why it feels so good, baby girl?”
I meet his gaze. “Because I’m yours.”
“Damn fucking right. Now, ride me until you get off.”
“You… aren’t you going to fuck me?”
He huffs out a laugh. “No.”
I bite my lip, thinking. I should end this now, but the selfish side of me doesn’t want to.
He sighs as if I’ve annoyed him and rubs my clit, rocking into me. Groaning, I start moving again. Though I’ve only had sex once, I’ve been to third base a few times, so I know the fastest way to get off. Using his shoulders for leverage, I grind against him as my orgasm rushes toward me. I cry out as pleasure courses through me, and it’s his name I yell.
“Odin! Yes!”
He moves so I’m lying on the couch and he’s over me, between my legs. Bracing himself with one arm, he works his cock with his other hand. A moment later, his semen hits my pussy lips, and it seems to last forever. I groan when he pushes some inside of me, marking me. I should be repulsed, not wishing he’d really came inside of me. And I certainly shouldn’t be hurt when he stands, tucking his cock in his pants.
“Come. I need to get you home.”
And just like that, all the warmth I was feeling vanishes. Instead, I feel dirty and used.
Why did I let that happen? I like Hans, not Odin!
“I need to use the restroom,” I say, my cheeks flushing.
His eyes are heated. “No. You’re going to walk out of my house into your house with my cum dried on your pussy. When you touch yourself tonight, you’ll remember this moment and know that only I can fill the ache in that sweet pussy of yours. And the next time we meet, you’ll beg me to fuck you.”
