Page 33 of Taming the Demon

Darrow grinned and stepped closer to her, wrapping his right arm around her body, leaning forward and down, pressing his body against hers from behind. She felt the steely pulse of his cock touching her inner thigh and slapping between her legs.

“Your cunt is dripping for me, Mara,” Darrow whispered.

“Always does.”

“Christ, babe. Have you…” Darrow gritted his teeth.

He picked up Mara and walked her onto the bed. Now she was on her hands and knees in front of him, sticking her ass high up in the air. She arched her back like a perfect slope, her tits and face pressed down to the bed. Maybe the sexiest and yet deadliest position to see Mara in right now.

Darrow slapped his right hand under and between her legs, listening to the wet collision of his fingers and her cunt. He curled his middle and ring fingers, pressing against her throbbing entrance. He plunged his fingers into her, just for fun.

Mara cried out and thrust her hips back. In her mind she hadn’t had anything to drink yet. She hadn’t had any pills yet. So right now sex was the absolute greatest drug in the world. Not to mention the fact that it was Darrow touching her. Darrow looking at her. Darrow ripping her clothes off. And Darrow teasing her.

Two fingers slid against Mara’s clit and she cried out once again, rejoiced by the rush of pleasure. Darrow then moved to the left, no longer between Mara’s legs. He took his hand from her cunt and slapped her left ass cheek. He then grabbed her lefthip and pushed at her, demanding she flip over onto her back. Mara listened, of course.

On her back, she grabbed for the sheets on the bed, feeling as vulnerable as ever in front of Darrow right now. The first time they fucked, she was on top of him and there was a lot of clothing involved. After that, it was from behind… and then…

Darrow touched her stomach with hard, aggressive fingers. He ran his hand up her body, over her right tit, stopping and rolling her rigid nipple between his thumb and middle fingers. His cock stood a mile long, thick and pulsing, glistening pre-cum collecting at his tip.

“All this fucking time, babe,” he growled. “You’ve thought of me while touching yourself?”

“Yes,” Mara purred, not afraid to answer truthfully.

“Show me how you did it. I want to see your fingers soaked from your cunt.”

Mara whimpered and reached down with her right hand, touching herself. Her cunt throbbed with desire and need. She craved a touch but not her own. Her hips jumped as her fingers dipped into her own pool of lust. She curled her fingers, letting the tips of her middle and ring fingers enter herself for a moment.

She groaned. Loudly. Heat raced throughout her entire body.

“You can do better than that, babe,” Darrow said. “Especially if you were thinking of me…”

Darrow leaned down and licked Mara’s right nipple with playful force. Her body jumped and she let out ayelp. Now Mara’s cheeks burned red from the noise she just made. Darrow placed his right hand to Mara’s hand.

“Like this,” he growled.

Darrow’s middle finger was the same size and thickness as Mara’s middle and pointer fingers put together. She had three fingers inside her body, moving aggressively. Her inner thighsrocked and her lower back tightened at the rush of pleasure that attacked her. She breathed heavily, wanting to say Darrow’s name, but only ended up speaking in random sounds and syllables.

Darrow engulfed her right breast, suckling hard.Almost too hardif that were such a thing with an outlaw biker. Mara felt his teeth grabbing at soft, sensitive skin, pulling and tearing, leaving their mark that Mara could look at later, tomorrow, and days from now.

Her hips bucked as Darrow’s finger, along with her two fingers, pounded between her legs. Darrow pulled his mouth from her tit with force and said, “Like that. Is that how you fucked yourself thinking of me, Mara?”

“Yes,” Mara groaned. “Darrow… yes…”

“And then this…?”

Darrow curled his finger, forcing Mara’s fingers to curl. The angle and speed an absolute bullseye, hitting Mara’s G-spot with ease and force at the same time. Her entire body tried to jump up off the bed. Darrow would never allow it.

“Stay right there,” Darrow ordered her. “Do not fight it, babe. Let the fuck go.”

Mara stared him in the eyes and felt an insane rush hit her body. It almost felt like she was about to go pee. A voice in her mind screamed to fight the feeling off. Mara ignored it. The feeling climaxed and Mara let out one more cry and entered into a world of an orgasm so intense and bountiful that her eyes filled with tears. Joy. Excitement.A touch of fear that someone could unlock this new sense of pleasure in her…

As soon as she began to…release… Darrow took his finger away, ripped Mara’s fingers away, and then took his place between her legs, like a king on his rightful throne.

“That’s how you properly finger fuck someone as beautiful as you, babe,” Darrow announced as he held his cock with his righthand, stroking himself, rubbing Mara’s orgasm root to tip. “And now…”

Darrow moved forward and pressed his heavy cock against Mara’s throbbing cunt. She was still coming, pouring her warm cum all over herself and the bed. Darrow gritted his teeth and thrust with purpose. Mara’s back arched and he swept his right hand to the middle of her back, pulling her chest toward his mouth. He fucked her cunt. He sucked her tits.

This was the only version of heaven Mara knew she’d find living in the world of outlaw hell.

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