Page 57 of Savage Little Queen

I wanted to be inside him, filling him with my anger, until he was screaming on the outside just like I was on the inside.

“Fuck,” he choked out as I pushed a finger into his ass. I wasn’t being nice. I knew I wasn’t. It didn’t stop me. I pushed a second finger inside him and primed his ass for my cock. In and out, I drove my fingers as he took it, not another word coming from his mouth.

When I was satisfied with my work, I pulled my fingers free and spit on my hand and wet my cock with it before pressing the head of my dick to his asshole.

No fanfare. No sweet words.

I shoved into him, making his knees buckle, and a cry fall from his lips. I buried myself in his hot asshole, groaning at the tightness that was Vin.

I pulled out and slammed back into him as he breathed heavily.

I just wanted to fuck the anger away.

Vin would let me.

I reached around and dragged him against my chest, my cock still buried inside him as my hand tightened around his throat.

He let out a rasping moan as I thrust into him, the slapping of my body against his sounding out into the night, our soft grunts filling what was left.

“You-you’re hurting me,” Vin choked out.

I let out a snarl and took him to the ground. He tried to break away from me, but I held tight, my cock buried so deep inside his ass that I never wanted to leave it.

His fingers clawed at the ground as I fucked into him, my fingers twisted in his hair as I held his head to the ground.

Once again, he tried to rise, but I shoved him down and simply fucked harder.

“Fuck,” he moaned softly, trying to adjust himself beneath me. “Fuck, Lev-please. I’m going to come—”

“Good. Come for me,” I growled, grinding my cock into his tight confines.

He let out a cry that I knew all too well.

He was coming hard, his body trembling beneath mine as I continued my onslaught.

“Oh my god.” He gripped at the grass in a feeble attempt to hold on as my cock continued to dive deep inside him. “Fuck, Levin. Please—”

“Just fucking take me, Vin,” I managed to choke out. “Take my cock like a good boy.”

He let out another cry, his body tensing again.

I hauled him to his knees and pounded as deep as I could go into his body, my name spilling from his lips.

I didn’t know what had gotten into me. I was a wild animal, feral and completely out of my mind.

“I-I need a break. Please, man.”

My response was simply to slam into him again and again until he was coming hard once more, his cries echoing into the night.

I came with him this time, the intense rush sweeping over my body until I was saying his name like a fucking prayer, his ass filled with my load.

Breathlessly, I slowed my movements as he lay weakly beneath me.

“Are you OK?” I managed to ask after a moment.

“Yeah,” he said softly, a small shake to his voice.

“I-I’m sorry if I hurt you.”

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