Page 61 of Emilia: The Final Psychopath

I heard a sucking noise before I felt his thumb press against my asshole.

“I need an answer, Angel,” he said as he began to rub my ass.

He pushed the tip of his dick inside me, making me bite my lip.

“This is under duress, but your dick is far superior than the vibrator. Please use it now,” I said as my pussy began to throb in anticipation. The tip wasn’t enough, and his hand on my hip didn’t allow me to move back.

I held my breath when I felt his thumb push into my ass, but then he shoved his dick inside me.

“Oh, God, yes, yes, yes,” I cried out.

He began to give me deep hard thrusts while pumping his thumb in and out of my asshole. I had no idea what had gotten into him, but I was loving every moment of it.

“Fuck, baby, your holes feel amazing. Tight. Hot. AndMine,” he grunted out as he bottomed out in me until I felt his balls slap my pussy and inner thighs.

I tried to breathe, but the pleasure was too intense. He pulled his thumb out and let go of my hip, only to lean over me to grab my swaying breasts.

“My sexy little slut. Always so hungry for my cum,” he growled in my ear. “It doesn’t matter where I unload in or on you. You fucking love it.”

“I do,” I gasped out as he worried my nipples between his fingers.

“You want to cum, Angel? Juice all over my fat cock?”

I nodded and held onto the sofa. He moved off my back, but his hand curled around the top of my belly, and the over began to slowly circle my clit.

“Yeah, cum like the dirty cumslut that you are,” he shouted as his thrusts became erratic.

My pussy began to spasm around him, but it didn’t stop him from fucking me into the sofa. All I could do was let out animalistic sounds as he pounded away at me. My heart beat rapidly as the pleasure rocketed through me. His nasty mouth and big dick always delivered.

“Fuuuuuck,” he roared as he pulled out and came all over my pussy, ass and back.

I face-planted onto the back of the sofa cushion, enjoying that cool feel of the leather against my cheek.

“Mmm, I love this juicy ass,” he said before he slapped it hard.

I hoped he had cum all over his hand. I heard him walking away, but I didn’t move. He began to wipe me clean.

“What brought that on?” I asked as he helped me up, only to sit me across his lap.

I put my legs up over the end of the couch and wrapped my arms around him.

He glanced down at my breasts, which were pushed up against his chest, before he put his arm around my shoulders.

“It occurred to me that should anything ever happen to me, you are the kind of mother who would kill anyone who harmed any of our children. That shit is sexy as fuck, Angel. Once we’ve had a shower, I am going to fuck your ass.”

“Nothing will happen to you. I will make sure of it,” I murmured to him while I looked at his sexy mouth and full lips. His lip snuck out, and licked lip lower lip. I glanced up at him to see the heat in his eyes.

“I love you, Angel, you saved me when I didn’t know I needed you to,” he said as his intense look pierced into my eyes.

I blinked away my tears and gently kissed his lips. We had come a long way from when I first discovered Cyrus, but I looked forward to spending the rest of my life with him and our children.

Epilogue

Cyrus

18 Months Later

Once I pulled Dante’s shorts up, he waved his hands, knowing it was time to go and play again.

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