Page 54 of Biker's Prisoner: Property of Bucky

Once I can breathe with him, I can stay awake and stop those blinding tears from fading into pure unconsciousness. He groans and forces the rest of his dick inside me. The soft, stretched parts of my entrance adjust to his presence slowly and now, the absolute fullness Ruger’s dick provides forces my inner walls to clamp down on his dick.

I never felt this tight in my life. Panic dissipates like morning mist.

Ruger pushes both hands against my back and then leans over so his body cradles mine while he withdraws. It hurts more than when he entered me. I moan as the emptiness in the base ofmy stomach spreads and then, just when I can get a breath of air in, Ruger thrusts back into me and forces it out.

"I need to fuck you hard," he grunts. Each word drips with his desperation. Hard. Taking his dick for the first time was hard enough. I can't imagine Ruger pumping into me at an even harder pace. But he considers his warning enough preparation. I feel the slightest hint of a wet kiss on my shoulder as he leans over me and then his hips push forward again so he buries that dick inside me.

I can feel his frustration from that deep thrust and when he moves his hips again, he's even faster and his dick slides out of me so fast that I can't anticipate him entering me again until Ruger's long shaft fills me up and the head of his big cock feels like its forming a large knot in the base of my stomach.

He groans and fucks me harder. Each thrust gets me wetter until the only sounds in the room are our heavy breaths and wet skin slapping together. I moan loudly, breaking the silence as Ruger's dick hits a previously undiscovered sweet spot. I grip the sheets and try to force my hips back, but Ruger controls the steady, quick thrusts.

"You feel so tight," he growls. "Cum on my dick, baby..."

I don't want to cum on his command. It's bad enough he has this much control over me. That I'm giving him my body and a permanent tattoo for something that when it’s over, will be done forever. I have to give him the rest of my life for this revenge. I fantasized about revenge many times during the trial, but I never thought I could actually experience it.

It feels wrong to cum on his command too. I've already given too much control. Ruger thrusts into me deeply, slowing down with his intuitive sense of my stubbornness.

"Bad girl," he whispers into my ear. "Don't be stubborn, princess. Your pussy feels good..."

He withdraws slowly and then pushes all the way back in, forcing me to feel all eleven inches of his dick. I can't stop the deep moan from coming out. Ruger loves it. He nibbles on my ear lobe.

"That's right," he says. "Cum all over my dick. Don't be stubborn..."

I stay still, determined to fight him off one last time, but Ruger reaches around the front of my body, lifting me an inch off the sheets so he can get to my pussy and applies gentle pressure to my clit. I release a shuddering gasp, but I don't cum yet, even as he almost pinches my clit between his fingers.

"I'll make you cum," he whispers. "It'll be easy too..."

He withdraws his dick slowly and slides back in, teasing my clit with pressure around the edges so I feel pain, euphoria and frustration mounting and then releasing in a big, bed shaking orgasm.

Ruger has to clamp his hand around my mouth because for the first time, I have been loud enough to possibly awaken Eden at the other end of the cabin. My legs are shaking. I can't hold myself up on the bed and I become a mess of sweat and pleasure as Ruger keeps rubbing my clit, more for his pleasure than mine this time.

Every inch of my lower half has sweat or juices from my pussy. Ruger rubs the creamy liquid around my pussy and then loses himself in his pleasure, fucking me hard just as he promised until I feel that massive eleven inch dick get extra stiff inside me.

He warns me, but he doesn't need to. I can feel his big cock building to a massive eruption inside me.

Ruger groans and then he cums hard. I knew it would be a lot, but I could have never expected how much seed Ruger's dick produces. The hot liquid sticks to my inner walls and he thrusts forward again, pushing through the first spurt of his cum toleave the rest of his load inside me. He collapses on top of me, nearly suffocating me as his giant body presses me into the bed.

I can feel his heart like this, though. And his pleasure. His hands move to my hips and he gives me a hearty slap on the side of my ass.

"Fuck, that was some good pussy," he whispers. "You got me hooked, Zayna... I fucking..."

He doesn't finish the sentence. He just kisses me and kisses me, and then he eats me out. It’s so fucking hot. I love when he goes down on me. He knows exactly what he’s doing as he kisses his way down there and makes love to me with his tongue.

I feel closer to him. Bonded to him. I feel like the way he tastes me is just another way Ruger claims me as his own. I try to push his head away from me when I think he’s tired, but Ruger pushes my hand away and spreads my thighs apart. His fingers sinkso deepinto my thighs that I can’t move without him hurting me. He keeps kissing me between my legs.

I don’t know what will get him to stop because I lose count of how many times I climaxed all over his face. Nothing tires him out.

I keep moaning in his arms for what feels like hours before Eden’s piercing cries interrupt us. It’s the only thing that can tear us apart – her tears. He kisses my thighs until his lips are clean – and until Eden is downright wailing.

“I’ll get her,” he whispers, kissing my stomach. I watch him leave. He’s so fucking sexy with his shirt off and sweatpants swung long around his hips. He’s so hot. I can’t push the thought out of my head and I don’t want to. I just want toenjoywhat it’s like to be with this man – even if I know it’s wrong.

What the hellis wrong with me? Why did I have some damn good sex with a man whose beliefs... I don't even want to thinkabout his beliefs right now. I just want to think about his tongue. His hands. His enormous dick.

And what hepromised to do for me. The unthinkable.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Ruger

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