Page 56 of Sacred Vow

He shifts his hand from the underside of my ass to between my thighs, raking the same finger up, up, up until he touches my pussy. I pinch my lips closed tighter to keep the whimper of need hidden. My cheeks flame when he easily glides through my pussy lips, gathering my arousal.

“My girl likes to be punished, I think.” His dark voice trails heat up my back.

“I can’t help it,” I confess to the weakness within me. My body wants him, there’s no denying it anymore, not when he’s witnessed the proof time and time again.

“I don’t want you to.” He moves his finger toward my ass again, this time running inside the seam of my ass cheeks until he gets to my asshole. Instincts kick in and I squeeze shut. He tsks his tongue and pushes his finger, still slick with my arousal, against the puckered muscle.

I try to relax, I really do, but I remember what his fingers felt like. His cock will be so much harder to take.

“Remember, you can make it easier. Nothing is stopping me from taking this ass tonight, Izzy. Decide for yourself how hard you want to make it on yourself.”

I nod into the pillows and curl my toes while forcing my muscles to relax, to let his finger in.

“Good girl.” His approval hugs me, almost taking the sting away as his finger pushes past my muscle.

I gasp as a second finger wiggles in.

I cry out when the third shoves its way in.

“Andrei!” I try to chastise him. He’s going too fast.

“This is a punishment, Izzy. You’re lucky I’m using lubricant at all. I should shove my cock in dry and let you feel exactly how naughty you were today.” He spreads his fingers, stretching my ass beyond comfort.

“Ow! Wait.” I reach my hand back, trying to grab a hold of his wrist. He smacks my ass hard for my trouble.

“Hands in front. Unless you want to be tied down?” He spreads his fingers wider.

“No. No ties!” I shake my head, snaking my hand back beneath the pillows.

“My cock is bigger than my fingers. I’m trying to stretch you.” He leans down, sinks his teeth into my ass cheek, making my body tense at the pain. My ass clenches too, around his fingers, making the burn more intense.

“Oh, god,” I groan, lowering my head to the pillows.

“Arch your back,” he orders, licking at the teeth marks he surely left on my cheek.

I shake my head. Just because I’m letting this happen doesn’t mean I have to participate.

“Do as you’re told, Izzy, or this gets worse.” He shifts his position to kneeling behind me. After a moment’s hesitation his hand crashes down over my bare ass in a volley of hot swats.

“Ow! Ow!” I try to avoid his punishing hand, but with his fingers stuffed inside my ass, I have no escape without making the discomfort there even worse.

“Ah, there you go.” He eases a fourth finger inside of me. “You just needed a little incentive. Relax again, that’s good.”

Tears burn in my eyes. This is worse than the belt. I should have begged for the belt. I suck in a slow breath, sure I won’t survive this. He’s going to break me in two when he finally thrusts his cock inside.

I can make this easier, I remind myself. Fisting my hands and closing my eyes, I focus my attention on my body, willing myself to stop clenching. To open for him.

Still twisting his fingers one way and then the other, he starts to thrust them in and out. This new movement isn’t so much painful as full. Like I can’t take anymore inside of me.

“That’s enough preparation.”

“Oh, no,” I whimper and turn my face back into the pillow as the head of his dick presses against my asshole.

“You might want to bite the pillow, baby girl. I’m not going to be gentle. I’m gonna pound your ass until I come and you’re going to take every bit of it, isn’t that right, naughty girl?” He touches my hip, making a slight connection between the two of us as he gets ready to impale me.

I nod.

“Words.” He pinches my hip, then rubs away the sting with his palm. Why do I fall so easily for his calming actions when I know damn well the next thing he’s going to do is break me?

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