Page 74 of Brutal Prince

“Please,” I begged again.

With his head between my legs, he nibbled and sucked over my pants as I tried to tug them down, only for my hand to be slapped away.

With my orgasm brimming, he unzipped my pants and pulled them right off, proceeding to suck my clit through my soaked panties.

“Please take them off,” I gasped in agony.

“What do you want?” he crooned, mischievously.

“Your cock inside me. Please.”

All it took was for him slide my panties off and eat my pussy for a second before the orgasm came.

“And death…” he said as I cried out, consumed by the waves of desire rippling through my body. He continued sucking as another wave struck me and placed my right leg on his shoulder, so he could slip his tongue inside. He kept eating me out until the last wave was gone and dropped my leg down, wiping my juice from his chin.

“You taste good, Cattus.”

“Call me by real name,” I breathed, my naked chest heaving up and down as his eyes rolled over me.

He shook his head as he sunk his hand into his trouser pocket, bringing out a condom. I sat up to unzip his pants only to be gently smacked away again.

“Lie back, Cattus,” he instructed.

I did as he asked while watching him release his erect cock from its cage. It was a beautiful beast, not as wide in the girth as Ollie’s but it seemed longer. I shivered in desire at the thought of it punching hard deep in my core, deeper than Ollie could go.

He slipped only inch inside me before shooting me a devilish look that I was too high from an impending orgasm to interpret clearly. My phone rang in my bag and I noticed his left eye twitch, turning his head slightly in that direction. “Ignore it,” he ordered. “You’re mine tonight,” pushing another inch of cock inside me. “I want to make you scream,” pushing another inch.

He lifted my right leg over his hip and pushed all the way in, adjusted my body, so he go even further. “You feel damn good, Cattus,” pulling almost all the way out, before slamming hard back inside me.

“Life…” he spoke steadily, pulling back out again. “Breath,” slamming back in and pushing hard against my satin wall.“Blood,” pulling back out again and pointing his cock downwards. “Death,” slamming it hard, forking downwards where it punched hard against my walls again.

I yelped out in discomfort as another orgasm rose, brimming so close.

“Say it,” he demanded.

“Life,” as he thrust hard into me. “Breath,” pulling almost all the way out. “Blood,” thrusting deeply. “Death,” and the orgasm came and he tipped his head back fucked me hard and fast until we were done.

THIRTY FIVE

Dominus

I wanted to ask her how much time she had with me, knowing that her friends were waiting downstairs. You see, I’m not the type of guy an innocent like Cattus should spend time alone with. So they were right in thinking that I might hurt her. I did not intend to hurt her, unless it was for the distinct purpose of hitting that fine line between pleasure and pain. However, sometimes the devil in me took over and I was urged to do bad things for the sake of curiosity or entertainment.

Let’s just say, I got bored easily.

I struck that delicious fine line between pleasure and pain when I fucked her. I bet my little brother never fucked her like that. I bet she never screamed out his name while he clumsily pawed at her.

I wrapped her in a blanket and held her on the couch and chatted about the when were kids. Well, I chatted she just lay there half-asleep, soaking in the warmth of my embrace.

“I didn’t hurt you?”

She gently shook her head. “You still refuse to answer my question,” she stated just as her phone rang again.

“Do you want to get that?” I was close to saying ‘it’s probably your friends downstairs worried that the monster had eaten you whole.’

She licked her sultry lips and I could tell she wanted to let them know she was okay. “I better,” she whispered.

I reluctantly released my grip on her and she rose up from me taking her warmth with her. She adjusted her skewed blouse and bra that she was still wearing and found her panties on the floor where I left them. Her buttocks were perfect porcelain mounds with a decent amount of meat on them. An urge to sink my teeth into them aroused me, but I held back.

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