Page 227 of Barbi and the Villain

“Cock,” I whisper. I touch the tips of my fingers to the shaft. Oh, it’s soft. And warm. “This feels nice,” I nod to myself. “But I still don’t think it’s going to fit very well. Look, it doesn’t even fit in my mouth.” As I say this, I pull his shaft towards me and fit my mouth over the tip. My jaw strains to accommodate his size, and though it’s uncomfortable, I manage to stick at least the tip inside.

“Barbs.” He groans, throwing his head back.

“What?” My voice is muffled, and I forget that I have very sensitive flesh in my mouth. My teeth make contact with his shaft, and blood spurts inside my mouth.

My eyes widen.

“I-I a-am s-s-sorry,” I stammer, but in my attempt to apologize, I bite down again. And this time, because the taste of blood is already fresh in my mouth, my fangs decide to make an impromptu appearance, nicking a vein.

Good Lord! I’m now going to drown in the blood from his dick!

I gag on the sudden flow of liquid, but surprisingly, instead of pulling me off him, Nyk grabs the back of my head and pushes me further down his shaft, feeding me a few more inches of his cock until it hits the back of my throat. My fangs graze more of his shaft due to the motion, but he doesn’t seem to mind. Instead, he tightens his hold in my hair, his hips lifting off the mattress as he starts thrusting in and out of my mouth.

His head is thrown back, his mouth open as low moans of pleasure echo in my ears.

Oh. I must be doing something good. And to my surprise, I don’t mind being choked on his cock. In fact, it’s rather…pleasant. Especially as I watch his reactions and the way he’s about to lose control.

His dark shadows seep out, surrounding us in a tight cocoon.

The blood overflows, dripping out of my mouth and down my chin.

His movements gain speed.

“Fuck. Just like that. Bite me,” he rasps out.

I do as he asks, my fangs grazing up and down his cock before biting down hard.

He lets out a loud groan. He holds me down, thrusting into my mouth until he sticks the entire length of his monstrous cock down my throat. How he does it, I don’t know, but I guess I’m here for the ride.

I breathe through my nose, slowly getting used to his intensity.

Maybe I should have asked him to fuck me from the get go. I’m kind of digging this forceful action he has going on. It’s hot, not going to lie. Even as I’m choking and sputtering and my eyes tear from the intensity of it, it’s hot.

Okay, that alleviates some of my concerns. If having his cock slammed down my throat is this hot, then having it slammed some other places might be even hotter.

My thoughts are interrupted when he pushes inside me all the way. My lips meet the base of his shaft when he stops, holding me in place. My jaw hurts. My lips are stretched around his thickness.

“That’s a good girl,” he rasps as he leans forward to watch me–us.

He holds me still against the base of his cock for a moment before he starts rocking slightly, pushing more of his length inside me.

Arousal drips out of me as I note the look of pure ecstasy on his face.

“Fuck. You have no idea what seeing you like this does to me,” he mumbles, his voice barely coherent. His eyes are glazed, his irises a darker shade.

His nostrils flare.

“Ah.” He smiles. “It makes you wet, too. You love being fucked like this, don’t you?”

I nod eagerly. Yes, please fuck me some more. In fact, let’s forget I asked about slow and gentle and give me hard and fast. Except I don’t say this–I can’t. The few mumbled words that come out result in more blood flooding my mouth.

He moans and rocks harder against me.

A few seconds later, the blood is accompanied by his hot seed. They mix in my mouth before going down my throat. He thrusts a few more times before he pulls me off him. His hand around my neck, he tips my head up to look at him.

“Swallow,” he orders. “Swallow it all.”

I do as he says.

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