Page 44 of Princes of Carnage

“You have no idea how good you feel,” I groan, licking my lips. “Fuck, Quinn.”

“Shut up,” she says, but it comes out half slurred, half moaned. She writhes a little on the bed, and I can tell she’s getting turned on all over again.

I keep that up for a while, just grinding my cock against her, working myself up as much as Quinn, to be honest. My breath comes in shallow pants, and the precum spilling from my tip mixes and mingles with her wetness into a slick mess that smears over our skin.

I hook her legs under the knees and spread her legs wider, giving myself more access to her, sliding my cock along the length of her slit.

“Nico!” she gasps, her head tipping back. “Fuck.”

A hoarse laugh escapes me. “Oh, don’t worry, mia cara. That part is coming.”

I can feel her getting needy and desperate again, just the way I like her. Her pussy is hot, burning with the same arousal I can see all over her face, and I can’t hold out much longer. Not when I want to fuck her this badly.

“Get a condom,” she says.

That makes me go still. My cock is right at her entrance, and I can feel how soft and warm and wet she is. How tempting.

“Are you clean?” I ask.

“Yes. And I’m on the pill.”

“Then I’m not getting a condom. I’m clean too, and there’s no goddamn way I’m fucking my wife on our wedding night with anything between us.”

“You—”

I cut her off, shaking my head, pressing my cock harder against the plush opening of her pussy. “No. I want to take you bare. I want to see my cum dripping out of this pretty pussy after I destroy it. After I show you who it belongs to.”

She swallows, her throat working as she groans. “What are you, a fucking animal?”

I just smirk, ignoring that insult. I can read her body language, and the way that her pussy is pulsing right now. She arches into me, and I know she gets off on this. That she likes it. There’s something in her that responds to this primal, animalistic rawness, even if she doesn’t want to admit it.

“Let me show you what I am,” I murmur, then push her knees up to her chest, leaning over her, bracing them with my torso.

I start to press inside her, and she whimpers so sweetly for me, panting through it.

“You’re so fucking tight,” I groan. “Jesus fuck.”

I’m big, no doubt about that, and even though I promised her I’d fit, her tight little pussy struggles to take me. I have to ease in, inch by inch, working myself into her with shallow thrusts that go deeper each time.

“Oh my god,” she whimpers, trembling and curling her fingers into the sheets. “Oh my god.”

“Look at you. Taking me so good. You’ve only got about half of me now,” I tell her. “And you’re already so full. Imagine how fucking stuffed you’re gonna be when I’m all the way in. Imagine how deep my cock will be inside you. You won’t be able to feel anything else. Nothing else is gonna matter to you.”

Quinn whines as I shove forward another couple inches, and I look down along our bodies, watching as her perfect pink hole stretches around me. It’s a fucking intoxicating sight, and I’m lost in it, drugged by her and drawn to her.

The fucking house could burn down right here and now and nothing would make me want to pull out or stop.

“Does it hurt?” I ask, grinding forward a little more. The heat of pleasure simmers in my veins, and each bit deeper I press into her makes those flames roar higher.

She licks her lips and nods, her eyes wide as she stares up at me. “Yes.”

I grin savagely at her. “I’m glad. That’s what I wanted to hear, mia cara. I want to know that you’ll feel me tomorrow. When you sit down, when you walk, when you get up. I want you to remember this and not be able to forget it.”

“A-arrogant,” she chokes out, but there’s no bite it. Just desperate, overwhelming need.

The last of my control snaps in that moment, and I bury the last couple inches of my cock inside her in one smooth motion. She’s wet and worked up enough that I’m able to fully bottom out, but the stretch of it still has her crying out in shocked pleasure.

I get all the way in just to drag myself back out a bit, marveling at the way her body tries to cling to mine. Her pussy grips my cock, like it doesn’t want me to go, like it wants to milk all the pleasure it can from me, and I groan before driving my cock right back in.

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