Page 296 of Hateful Games

His palm spanks my ass punishingly.

“Don’t push me into being rough. I might pound and bruise your pussy but your tight ass.” He withdraws from my puckered hole, slightly gaping. “I’m going to savor it, lick it, and feast on it before I claim it slow and deep.”

My thoughts evaporate when I feel his tongue doing what he promised. Savoring. Licking. Feasting.

Cold and sticky liquid squirts down the crack of ass.

My hands twist in the cuffs when I feel the silicone head of the dildo forcing past the tight ring of muscles. The sensations are strange and I try to relax as Nova keeps slowly but persistently thrusting.

I gulp a sharp breath when the wide head is in.

“Good girl,” Nova praises, rubbing my clit to ease the discomfort. “Take more.”

I shake my head because that’s all I can do as the fat dildo slides deeper, opening me up further. I’m so wet and sticky that my hole makes a noise. Nova curses under his breath at the view.

“God! Rose. You look so pretty filled with my toys,” he rasps. “I can’t wait any longer.”

The toy is gone in a flash.

As if I’m not drenched enough, he spits on my gaping entrance.

I shiver when I feel him rise, his heat enveloping me just as his hands grab my waist, tilting my ass up until I’m on my toes in the binds. The sounds of him stroking his dick pierces the air before he runs the pierced tip from my clit to my asshole.

The crown nudges against my vulnerable opening.

He’s too big, my mind warns me.

Baring me completely with one hand, his intense gaze locked between my legs, he begins to push. Through gritted teeth like he’s holding himself back, he commands, “Let me in, Rose. Don’t fight. Breathe for me.”

“I’m trying,” I whimper at the burn. My muscles loosening against the pressure of his girth. His thumb finds its way to my clit, rubbing it expertly. I gasp when he taps hard with two fingers.

He forces the cockhead in as I let out a breath.

“That’s it.” He exhales roughly above me. “You’re going to take my cock deep. Every single inch. Do you hear me?”

“Yes!” I taste blood as I bite my lip. The feel of having him inside, even barely, is too intense. It’d be a miracle if he doesn’t tear me in two.

His fingers painfully dig into my waist as he relentlessly thrusts his shaft in. My body greedily accepting the invasion, even through the discomfort. His constant friction on my bundle of nerves the only pleasure.

I arch my back, whimpering and moaning.

“Ho-how much m-more?” I whisper, trembling all over.

“Just.” Thrust. “A bit.” Thrust. “More.” Thrust.

“Oh… uh!” Incoherent sounds slip from my lips as he withdraws till only the crown is in and then he shoves harder than before, forcing more of his thick girth.

“Such a good girl taking my cock. So good!” he grunts. “The way you’re clenching around me, you’re killing me, Rose. Never had a hole so tight, sucking my dick deep. Only you.”

His dirty talk has me pushing back, as much as I can.

“You like that, dirty girl? My mouth whispering filth while I fuck your ass like the pretty slut you are for me?”

“More! Give me more!”

“Yeah, take my cock.”

“Oh god! I can’t.”

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