Page 31 of Scorching Lies

Looking up to see her eyes on me, she clamps her mouth shut, anger replacing the fear. And fuck, my dick leaks at the image in front of me. Kenna Kingston is a fucking goddess laying here, tied and gagged with her half naked body at my mercy. Her hips buck, trying to fight me and the fear that threatens to possess her.

Fuck she consumes me.

Licking my lips, I nod my head.

“Hmmm, fucking hell. I knew you were brave, but this? I can’t wait to fuck the defiance out of you.”

Bucking against me, she rubs her pussy against me over and over again. This little brat is trying to make a point, but she doesn’t know that the monster is so close to breaking free. Snapping the lighter shut, darkness blankets us once more, but this time I don’t give her a second to breathe. No, I’m flipping her over and shoving down her sweatpants in one smooth motion. Screaming from the twinge in her arms, I ignore it. My control snaps at the sound of her crying.

Twisting her long hair around my wrist, I pull her up onto her knees, head tips back, resting against my shoulder. Lowering my grip to circle around her slender throat my mouth moves to her ear.

“Let’s see how much fight you have left when I’m so fucking deep in this tight little pussy you can taste me in your throat. Or do you want my dick that bad? Do you crave my cock in your pussy?”

Ghosting my fingers down the crease of her ass, my fingers stop just over her hole.

“Or is your need something more primal? Want me to fill your ass, Killer? Is that what you want? Only if you beg.” I spit out.

Slapping the exposed skin on her ass hard enough that the sound reverberates through the room. Pulling against the rail, she continues to fight me, fueling me further into the pitch black corners of my soul. She fucking broke the band and now I’m going to claim her in every way. Biting down on the soft skin between her neck and shoulder, I hold her by the throat and teeth. Shoving her thong to the side I don’t even check to see if she’s wet for me because my girl is always soaked.

Slamming into her, my eyes swim with tears from the feeling of her tight cunt gripping me. Holding her hip still to let myself adjust to her heat, my fingers curl tighter around her throat, my teeth drawing blood. Pulling away, I let her go to grip both sides of her hips.

Slamming my hand down on her ass, “Keep fighting me. Fucking push back.”

And fuck me, she does. Meeting me thrust for thrust, she turns her head to look over her shoulder at me. Anger and hate may fill her eyes, but her soaked pussy loves the feel of my dick.

“God, your cunt is only for me. I knew you would be a nasty little slut for me. Even when I own every inch of you.”

“Yes.” I let out a low moan.

Reaching forward, I pull the fabric from her mouth, “Beg.”

Her eyes darken with that one word. Clamping her mouth shut, she sneers at me.

“Fuck you.”

Slapping her slick skin, my handprint marks her flesh, pumping faster, my legs shake with my building release. Leaning forward my finger slips between us to rub at her clit, but not enough to send her over the edge. No, I want to grab some of her slick heat to spread somewhere else. She’ll beg for it. I want her screaming my name until she wakes everyone in the building.

Pulling her cum from between her legs, I rub it against her asshole, the tense of her muscles has a low chuckle escaping.

“I told you, I own every inch of you. I’m going to fill every fucking hole you have.”

Biting her lip, my thumb rubs the rim, my dick twitching inside her with anticipation.

“You don’t want to talk? How about scream?” I grunt.

Shoving my thumb into her tight hole she freezes against me, clenching around my finger.

“I’m going to fucking love watching you break beneath me.” I remind her.

Using my other hand to untie her, she drops forward before catching herself with her hands. Fucking her harder I drive my finger deeper, her walls quivering around my dick.

“That’s it. Take it. Take what you want, all you have to do is beg.”

Pulling all the way out, I use my hold on her hip and the hook of my thumb inside her tight little asshole to slam back into her. Stars shoot behind my eyelids, but I keep moving inside her, her wetness spilling down our legs, she’s drenched.

“Oh god!” She screams.

“Wrong name, Killer.”

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