Page 63 of Sacrifice

"Beg,mi reina. Let me hear those sexy words dripping from your mouth." Fuck, my cock is hard as a damn rock as I run my fingertips along her butt.

Each touch I give her, she wiggles into. I didn't realize how much we both needed this. My heart is beating too fast, but I ignore it. This is about Aribella and what she needs.

"Mi rey bestial—" her words are cut off when I slap her right ass cheek.

"Yes, Aribella?" Every time she speaks in Spanish, I want to howl like a fucking wolf.

"I need you. Please take the memories away." She rubs her wetness all over the tip of my cock and my patience has slipped.

Taking a hold of her hips, I slam into her. I shouldn't be this harsh with her, but I'm beyond rational thought now. When she meets my thrusts, forcing our bodies to slap together, I roar with excitement.

"That's it, Aribella," I grunt, and she moans for me.

Moving my hands from her hips, I grab her wrists and bend down until my mouth touches her ear. "This pussy belongs to me, and only to me."

"Yes, Vincent, yes. Only—only you." Her words come out in quick little bursts as she sobs her orgasm. The way her pussy clenches makes my breath catch.

"Fuck, mi reina, you're squeezing me so tight. You like when I have you under me, don't you?"

"Yes, Vincent. Please. Oh, god, more. Please." She's bucking against me, and I pull her up against my chest.

"That's right, Aribella, beg me. Show me what a good little whore you are for my cock."

She screams my name and her pussy pulsates around me so hard I believe she's had another orgasm. Chuckling, I nibble on her earlobe and pound into her.

As she slumps against me, I walk us over to the nearest bookshelf. "You love the library, don't you?"

Her head falls against my shoulder and she sighs, trying to catch her breath. "Yes."

"Well, now we are going to make the library at home our little fuck room, aren't we?"

Aribella giggles and turns her head to the side so she can look at me. "Maybe." Her voice is shy, but I can see the glint of excitment in her eyes.

Untying her arms, I rub them as I continue to thrust into her. "Put your hands on the shelf. For each book you knock down, you get a spanking."

It's the only warning I give her before I pull her away from the shelf at an angle so I can bounce her cunt along my dick. "You wantedThe Beast, you've got him."

Her moans and screams are unfiltered now. She's lost in the pleasure as I reach up and pull her nipples. Three books fall to the ground and I can't help but smirk at how much she's into this moment. Each thrust shakes the damn bookcase, but I can't find it in me to give a damn.

Five more books fall before I turn her around and look at her face. Her mouth is wide open and eyes are closed in ecstacy. There's a glow about her as she screams my name again and gives into another orgasm.

"Vincent," she chants, and I take her arms and wrap them around my neck.

"That'smi reina." Kissing her lips, I bounce her up and down my dick as her legs wrap around my waist. "Let me have you, sweet Aribella."

I stumble to the chair and sit down with her in my lap. She's exhausted to the point I'm not sure she can walk. Running my hands up and down her back, I move in her, slowly, until I hear her mumble my name. My cock feels her clenching me, but she's fast asleep. Smiling, I move inside of her and let my cum fill her pussy.

Aribella snores softly as I slow my thrusts, and I shake my head. She has a spanking coming to her, but I won’t give it to her now. Letting her rest, I hold her until my ass goes numb.

Sighing, I get up and lay her on the table while I get dressed. Righting her clothing, I carry her out and think about how I’m going to keep her from running from me again. There’s got to be a way to get her to stay.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

As my eyes open, I realize we aren't in the library any longer. My body is sore and as I try to move around, I'm unable to. Panic wells inside of me and I scream.

"Shh," Vincent murmurs as the lights turn on. The room we are in isn't very bright, but I can see Vincent, and that calms me down. "You're safe."

Turning my head into Vincent's hand as he touches my cheek, I gulp, trying to calm myself down. Moving, or trying to, I can't. "You're tied down, Aribella."

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