Page 21 of Emilia: The Final Psychopath

“Ah. Oh, God,” she gasped when I bottomed out inside her. “Am I dreaming?”

“Yes, it's all a dream, baby,” I whispered into her ear as I tightened my hand around her breast.

She placed her hand on mine and squeezed it before she held my hip. I began to kiss her face as she twisted her head towards me and offered her mouth. I let go of her breast to grip her neck as I began to kiss her plunging my tongue between her lips to fuck her mouth the same way I was fucking her pussy. My flesh slapped against hers as I drove myself in and out of her hot, wet hole.

She moaned into my mouth, and I broke off my kiss but couldn't resist pecking her on her soft, wet lips.

“I needed to empty my balls inside your pretty little cunt again,” I whispered in her ear. “You're such a good girl taking me again.”

When I felt her pussy tighten around me, I groaned.

“You like being my good girl? With you, taking me anytime I need you? Does my cock feel good?” I said as I paused to lick her earlobe.

Her hand clawed at my hip to pull me back inside of her, but I nipped at her ear.

“Yes, please, don't stop,” she moaned with desperation in her voice.

I moved over her and pulled her up by her hips so she was on her knees. She placed her hands on the pillows as I nudged her legs open. I swiftly pushed myself back inside of her, gripped the flesh at her hips and began to pound in and out of her until I could feel the sweat begin to bead on my forehead. Our loud slapping noises and her moans filled my room. The room already smelled like sex, and I loved adding to it. I slipped my hand down to rub her clit, and she began to push herself back onto my cock.

“My good girl, work that pussy and make me nut inside you,” I said as I watched my cock disappear inside her.

She lifted herself onto her hands and began to move back and forth. All I could do was watch her beautiful ass as she worked my dick. My balls ached, so I pushed her head back down and began to fuck her like an animal. My fingers danced over her clit, and her head jerked up just before she let out a scream and soaked my dick with her cum.

I grunted as her cunt began to clamp down on me, but I continued to fuck her until I felt my own orgasm take over. My jaw clenched shut as I spewed my cum inside of her. My fingers dug into the flesh on her hip as I held her against me, but I needed to ensure my seed would take root.

What I did to Kyle was nothing. If anyone harmed a single hair on her head, I would decimate them just as violently.

Chapter 19

Emilia

As my grandparents bickered, I wondered how I could tell them about my upcoming sudden nuptials. I’d phoned my mum earlier and she was beyond excited, but she said she would need to join forces with my Grandmother before she would broach the subject with my Dad. I felt Cyrus poke my ribs, and I turned to glare at him.

“Where are you, Emilia? That’s not your apartment,” my Grandfather asked as he peered around my background, which caught my Grandmother’s attention towards me. “Are you on an assignment?”

My Grandmother had a big grin on her face. She knew about my interest in Cyrus, but I’d not told her how things had progressed since I’d been on my back for the last three days.

“Where is he?” she asked.

“He is sitting next to me.”

“Who are you talking about?” my Grandfather asked, looking confused.

“Hello,” Cyrus said as he put his arm around me and sat beside me.

“No. Not an American, Emilia. We have historical beef with them. You were due to come back home after a couple of years over there,” my Grandfather lamented.

“Oh, hush, she is a grown woman. And everyone has historical beef withus,” my Grandmother said as her eyes narrowed on Cyrus. “Oh, my. I can see why you've not had time to call us.”

I began to snicker when my Grandfather glared at her.

“Does your father know about this?” my Grandfather waved his hand around dramatically on the HoloTime call. All I could do was watch.

“Ah, that's why I’m calling. Mum’s going to be in touch because we are getting married next weekend. Surprise,” I said as I watched my Grandfather begin to bluster.

It seemed my Grandmother had kept her word and hadn't told anyone about Cyrus.

“Hello, Cyrus. I hope you're ready to meet your new family,” my Grandmother cackled.

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