Page 42 of Such a Naughty Girl

‘No, come back!’I cried as he walked toward the cabin. Writhing against my bonds, anger heating my face.

The forest was eerily quiet in his absence, and I shivered without his heat against me.

He left me there for a few long minutes, dripping between my thighs, my pussy red and tender where he’d abused it.

At last, he came back, lust-hazed in the eyes and gripping something looking very much like a dildo in one hand, the tubcontainingmy bloody snow in the other.

He placed both down on the snow beside us while he grabbed something from his pocket.

‘I’m going to fuck you in both holes, Princess. Make you double stuffed for Daddy. That cock is a replica of mine. I madea mold and filled it with ice,especiallyfor your ass. But first, I’m going to fuck your ass. Take your anal virginity, before stuffing you with my ice cock and fucking your virginity right back out of your cunt.’

‘You won’t fit,’I whispered, watching as he unbuckled his jeans and unleashed that monster cock of his.

‘It’s not like you’ve got much choice. You’re stuck in that treespreadeagleduntil I’m done with you.’

Knowing I couldn’t get away made me drip all the more.

He rolled a condom over his dick, spreading it with lube from a bottle in his pocket.

Leaning back down, he warmed my pussy with his tongue, nipping at my clit and sliding his tongue over my heated flesh.

‘Please make me come,’I begged, the exquisite torture driving me mad.

‘Not until I’m in your ass, Princess.’

I let out an angry grunt,impatiencethrumming through me.

He stood again, the head of his cock nudging at my asshole. Panic shot through me. There was no way it was going to fit. I looked down between us, the swollen head trying to inch inside me.

‘No,’I gasped as he pressed forward.

‘Yes,’Emmett growled. ‘This ass is mine.’

‘Daddy,’I whimpered as he forced his way inside the tight ring of flesh. ‘It hurts.’

‘There, there,’he whispered, kissing away the hot tears on my cheeks. ‘You were made for this. Made to take my fat cock in your ass. Made to be my sweet little whore.’

He pressed in further, and when I gasped, he captured my mouth with his, groaning as he swallowed my pained cries.

‘Just a little more, baby. Almost there.’

I tensed, my body shaking at the burning pain. With a deep groan, he slid the rest of the way, sinking to his balls.

One hand reached up, wrapping fingers around my throat as he kept himself still while I adjusted to him.

‘All mine,’he whispered against my lips. ‘Now beg me to fuck it.’

Caught between need and fear, I licked at his lips, buying myself time.

‘Beg, Izzy. Beg and I’ll touch your sweet cunt.’ He growled, his fingers cutting off my air.

‘Please fuck my ass.’I gave in, wanting to fall apart beneath his fingers.

Pain blistered as he withdrew to the tip before thrusting back into me, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing it harshly. Our mouths met in a clash of need, hot breath and wet tongues, needy gasps, and pained yelps.

Being fucked in the ass felt more primal than in my pussy, dirtier and more intense. He made me feel like I’d burst with each ragged thrust.

Rough bark scraped my back, my wrists aching from the burn of the ropes holding me up.

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