Page 141 of Dark Fate

Rhylandis up and has his hand wrapped around my throat before I take my next breath. “You fucking crave it, don’t you? My cock filling up that tight little hole of yours,” he growls, pressing me harder against the wall. His rock-hard dick teases at my entrance, sending shivers down my spine.

His vise-like grip on my windpipe swallows my nod, the lack of oxygen heightening my pleasure. He knows he has complete control over me, and it only turns me on more. I grind against him, begging him to claim me. He firmly grips my pussy with his other hand, then coats my ass with my own arousal.

“You’re gonna come hard with my cock deep inside you. And I can’t fucking wait to hear you scream my name,” he growls against my throat.

He leisurely pushes his cock into my dripping center, making me wait in agony. His thick thumb finds its way to my ass, no doubt remembering how he prepared it earlier. His thumb enters me slowly, pulling out and thrusting back in, teasing me mercilessly and causing deep moans to escape my throat.

“Rhy—”

His hand tightens around my throat, cutting off my words as his cock rams into my drenched pussy. My body spasms with each thrust, the lack of air adding to the overwhelming pleasure. Blinding white flashes fill my vision, but I am lost in the sensation of him filling me completely. He pounds into me relentlessly, taking me to the brink of ecstasy before pulling back and starting again. The vulgar sounds of our bodies meeting fill the room, consuming us both in our lust.

The sensation of suffocation teases my senses asRhylandpounds into me—pushing me to the brink of consciousness. I never knew depravity could turn me on so much, but being fucked while struggling for air is an irresistible and intoxicating kink, and I crave every filthy, dirty moment of it.

I'm losing it, teetering on the edge of an orgasm that’ll split me in two. Both holes are occupied, and the feeling is utterly mind-blowing.

“Godsdammn, you’re so fucking tight,baby,” he groans. “Fucking come on me,baby. Come all over my cock.” My body coils tighter, desperate for oxygen. But I don’t give a damn—he finally lets go of my throat, and I gulp in a lungful of air as my orgasm takes over, screaming his name in ecstasy.

At my earth-shattering orgasm, I'm pretty sure I squirted like a geyser. I’m drenched in my own juices, and they’re trickling down my legs.

“That’s it,Angel. Christ. Drown me...”Rhylandhas a thing for my squirting. He’s a master at making me explode like a damn fountain.

“Fucking scream louder—let everyone hear how beautiful you sound coming on my cock.” He smacks my ass hard. “That’s one...”

I’m sure I sound like a wailing banshee because my voice cracks, and my throat feels like it’s been sandpaper-sandwiched.

Rhylandroughly spins me around, lifting me with ease as he slides effortlessly back into my pussy. He slams me against the wall, biting my lip hard enough to draw blood as he ravages my mouth with his tongue. His hips thrust forcefully, matching the rhythm of our passionate kisses. I grind and ride him with a desperate need for another release, but he knows how to make me wait, teasingly slowing his pace just when I’m about to climax.

“Is this what you fucking want,Angel?” he grunts, "Huh?" his tongue lapping at my neck as he thrusts deeper. “For me to own this pussy—to fuck you hard?”

I gasp and moan, my body trembling, unable to resist his raw, animalistic desire. “Yes!” I cry out. “Always... just like this!” I moan, my body surrendering to the savage, primal lustRhylandawakens in me. I’ll always hunger for his rough, unfiltered desire and never get enough of it.

“Good girl,”Rhylandgrunts, his voice thick with desire. “That’s all you’ll ever get from me.” He continues his brutal thrusts, his powerful strokes sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.

Suddenly, his teeth are in my neck, and he bites down hard, his primal instincts taking over as he fucks me relentlessly against the wall. I feel my blood trickling down my breasts—a mixture of pain and pleasure courses through my body as I surrender to him completely. My orgasm builds again; my pussy flutters and tightens aroundRhyland’s cock, and I explode again in an earth-shattering release, coating us both in a slick layer of my cum.

That’s whatRhylanddoes to me—consumes and ravages me until I am nothing but a quivering mess at his mercy.

“Fuuuck. I love it when you come undone around me,” he growls, licking my neck. “That’s two,baby. I’ve got some catching up to do.” His lips devour mine, taking my breath away.

I melt into his embrace, every fiber of my being yielding to my Viking god’s irresistible dominance. My body, heart, and soul are all his for the taking, and I couldn’t be more elated to surrender myself completely to his deepest desires.

As his hands roam over my curves with possessive hunger, I arch into his touch, silently begging for more. I want to be the vessel into which he pours all of his pent-up passion, the canvas upon which he paints his most primal urges. I crave the exquisite pleasure of being utterly owned by him, of giving myself over to his every whim and fantasy.

The thought of being at his mercy, of allowing him to use me as he sees fit, sends delicious shivers racing down my spine. I’m intoxicated by the idea of being his plaything, his whore, his goddess, his everything—the one person who can offer him solace and ecstasy in a world that seems hell-bent on tearing us apart.

I relinquish control and embrace the delirious bliss of being conquered by my Blue-Eyed Berserker. I know there’s nowhere else I’d rather be than right here, wrapped in his arms, surrendering to the exquisite pleasure only he can provide.

He sinks his sharp fangs into the plump mound of my breast, eliciting a throaty cry of pleasure from me. As he sucks and pulls, his fat cock continues to thrust deeply into me, driving him closer to the brink and pushing me onto yet another mind-blowing orgasm.

I moan, clinging to him desperately. He lifts his head briefly, allowing a trickle of my blood to drip between us as he resumes his relentless assault on my senses. "I can't get enough—you're so sweet,Angel. So addictive." He latches onto my breast again—sucking and feeding. His venom only sends more waves of pleasure through me, signaling my next climax.

"Rhyland…” I'm left to only whimpers.

Rhyland's pace intensifies, his powerful thrusts slamming into me with a force that leaves me breathless. His thick cock finds that exquisite spot inside me, causing my vision to blur as I'm overcome with pleasure.

"Shiiiit,baby—I'm—" he growls as he releases deep within me, coating the inside of my body with his hot cum. "Fucking fuck." His moans and sexual sounds envelop me as I reach my third climax of the night, completely at his mercy.

In the aftermath of our passionate encounter, we find ourselves standing entwined, chests heaving as we struggle to regain our composure. The air around us is thick with the lingering scent of our lovemaking, a heady mix of sweat, sex, and raw, unbridled emotion.

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