Page 39 of Isabela

“Good, Sir,” she murmurs. The word ‘sir’ from her lips makes me growl as Aria settles next to us on the bed.

“That’s what I like to hear. Dammit, I need to find a condom,” I mutter, reaching for the little bag they gave me. There should be a bullet in there too I can use to distract her from some of the pain.

“No… I mean, I’m on birth control and we’re all tested. Can we skip the condom?” Isa asks softly. I glance at Aria because it’s not just up to me.

She has the dildo on the headboard already, and I can see it’s shiny from lube as well. Aria sits on the bed carefully watching Isa before she nods.

“I’m good with it,” she murmurs. “Give the girl what she wants, baby.”

“Virgin’s choice,” I tease Isa, kissing her until she giggles for me. “I still need this, though.”

Finding the little vibrator, I set it next to me before wrapping my hands around her waist to lift her, until Isa’s entrance is lined up with my cock. I rock her over it, until I hit her clit, and Isa moans, her fingers curling around my wrists.

I itch to tie her to the headboard and fuck her, but restrain myself. I want her to have control for her first time. She said herself she has few choices in her life, tonight I want to give her back her control.

“That feels so good,” she moans, dropping her head back. “I want more, Sir. Please.”

Her sweet voice is raspy, dripping in desire. Goddamn, it’s going to be hard to keep her just for the night.

“Hmm. I’m going to ride this toy while you ride Gael, baby. Do you want his cock, Isa?” Aria asks as she gets onto her hands and knees and bears down on the toy. Isa whimpers as she watches as it disappears inside of her pussy.

“God, isn’t she sexy?” I grunt as Isa nods. Moving her hips until I’m at her entrance, she bites her lip as she glances at me. My hands squeeze her waist once before I slowly pull her down on my cock.

Her pussy swells around the tip, and Isa gasps as she pushes herself further down. Her pussy is wet, so she barely needs encouragement.

“God you’re big. It hurts… but I want more,” she tells me, whimpering.

“Take it all,” I growl, moving my hands to her shaking thighs. Rubbing her skin lightly, I nod at her. “Show me how much you want my cock. When I’m happy with you, I'll give you the toy on your needy little clit. Be my good girl now.”

Her pussy clamps around my cock as I say that, making me smile. Isa has a praise kink. Fuck yes.

Aria moans next to me, and I glance over as she works the dildo in her pussy. She chose a thick toy, and her eyes roll back as she rocks her hips up and down.

“She takes that toy so well,” Isa murmurs. Experimenting, she rolls her hips sinking further down my cock. “Fuck, I don’t…”

“You can,” I praise her, focusing back on her. Aria’s moans and panting breaths are the perfect complement to Isa and my pleasure.

Isa whimpers again, and I pick up the bullet. She's close to breaking through her virginity, and I want her to feel good. “Come on, Isa. You look so pretty stuffed full of my cock.”

My arm wraps around her, and I sit up further, so I can suck on her tits before I slip the toy between us.

“Oh…” Isa cries out before she sinks further, shuddering. I hold her tightly, kissing her, telling her to keep going. Tears streak her cheeks, but I can tell the pain starts to fade in the background as she begins to ride my cock.

She looks like a warrior as she drops her head back, moaning as her body shudders in pleasure.

“Fuck, yes, Isa. I know you can take more, baby,” Aria moans. She rides her toy like a pro, trying to get to the base of it. There’s a reward there for her, a stimulator that’ll suck on her clit, so all she has to do is rock on the dildo until she comes.

“Don’t come until you hit the bottom of the toy,” I remind Aria. “Only good girls get to come.”

Isa pants, taking my words to heart as she lifts up before she drops down on my cock. I roar as my vision blackens, flipping her onto her back. “I can’t hold back,” I growl as I look down at her stunned face. “I need…”

“Give it to me, Sir,” she gasps. “Please, I need all of it.”

Grunting, I lift her leg onto my shoulder, her pussy already fluttering around my cock as I thrust deeper inside of her. “It’s all yours, baby girl. Come on my cock. I’ll try to be gentle, but…”

“I don’t need it,” Isa begs. “I just need you. Please.”

Her words hit deeper than they should. She’s already under my skin. I’m fucked in more ways than one.

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