Page 25 of Claiming His Prize

With one hard thrust, he buried himself, his hard groin slamming against the swollen, punished pussy folds. She yelped and thrashed as he fucked her, mercilessly riding her despite her abused pussy lips. His cock slid back and forth, stretching her ruthlessly, giving her no time to adjust as he dug his fingers into her hips and rutted with her with all the force of his own pent-up need.

The leftover oil in her pussy set his groin afire, and he groaned with the heat. The way she basked in his abuse of her body, her ecstatic clenching around his thrusting cock, left him no doubt she was his and always would be. As he fucked her, her hands twitched, and he saw glimpses of the ring on her finger, light glinting off the diamond every time he thrust into her. It only inflamed him more to see it on her hand, to know she had agreed to be his. His thrusts became harder, more demanding, guttural groans from the back of his throat rising as he invaded her bound body and felt her response.

Beneath this heady onslaught, Allison was thrilling to the sensation of having his cock moving inside her and the uncontrolled expression on his face as his rampant desire overtook him. With a cry, half-moan half-scream, Allison trembled as she reached the highest heights of her pleasure and tipped over. Her eyes fluttered, and a few tears leaked out as her body peaked, the ecstasy filling her up and overflowing, unable to come down from the pinnacle, forced to continue past the point of bearing by the pounding cock ravaging her body.

As Todd watched her face turn from ecstatic to agonized, as the force of her orgasm turned exquisitely painful, he could feel the rippling muscles of her pussy having their intended effect. Leaning forward, he used her hips as leverage to bury himself in her brutally hard, her muffled shrieks encouraging him as her breasts practically vibrated on her chest, jiggling so hard from the force and tempo of his thrusts.

Mine, mine, mine, mine… The word seemed to chant in his head with every spurt of his cum as he filled her, their sexual juices mingling as Allison shuddered through the last of her ring of orgasms. Todd collapsed on top of her, his head pillowed by her abused breasts as he groaned and finished pumping her with his seed.

She was too dazed to do anything but lie there as Todd finally stirred and released her from the restraints. As he massaged her limbs, making sure she didn’t get any cramps, she gave him a sweet submissive smile, her eyes half-hooded with the lazy pleasure still humming through her.

Her legs were a little too wobbly to support her, and Todd was just as tired, but he lifted her into his arms and carried her across the hall to their bedroom, extremely thankful it wasn’t far away from the sex room. Perhaps he should reconsider putting a bed in there… It would certainly make some things a lot easier.

They curled up together on their bed, Allison’s body sore in all the right places. She felt much better than she had this morning, all the tension utterly drained out of her.

“Go to sleep…” Todd murmured into her hair, cradling her close in a protective and comforting way. “We’ll nap. There’s plenty of time before dinner with your parents tonight.”

Caressing her gently, he stared down at her in wonder. It astounded him over and over how much trust Allison put in him. Of course, he made sure to give her ways to stop the action, like the bean bag, but he knew it was a point of pride with her to take everything he dished out. Knowing she literally handed him the keys to her body, again and again and was ready and more than willing to pledge to do so for the rest of her life was the most astounding thing. When he first met her, he’d never dreamed their relationship could go this far.

“Mmm-hmm.” Nuzzling her face into his chest, she bit him lightly and felt him wince before his hand came down hard on her bottom. The bite had been because she still wasn’t happy he hadn’t talked to her beforehand, but she had to admit, she wasn’t entirely against talking to them now.

The afternoon had done a wonderful job of relieving her stress and tension. The thought of dinner with them tonight didn’t seem so bad after all. She drifted off on a wave of happy, cloudy, sleepy bliss.

9

Figuring out what to wear to her parents was almost as nerve-wracking as going on a first date. At first, she’d started to put on the kind of demure, elegant dress she always wore for dinners with her parents, a navy-blue conservative sheath. Then she’d stopped about halfway through and sat on the bed.

“What’s wrong?” Todd asked, adjusting his tie.

She looked him over, from his dark, perfect hair to his concerned eyes, down his crisp white shirt to the dark grey slacks and his polished black shoes. There was a sports coat he was going to wear with it. The perfect image of the man her parents wanted her to end up with.

Meeting his eyes, Allison shook her head.

“We can’t do this.” Todd raised his eyebrows, his hands stilling their movements on his tie. She nodded at his attire. “This.The whole point was I want to live my own life and want them to accept who I’ve become. And right now…” Standing again, she let the dress fall to the floor. “We’re not going to a formal dinner. We’re not even going to one of their godawful family dinners. It’s just us and them, right?” Todd nodded, and Allison headed back to the closet.

With a small, bemused smile on his face, Todd followed her.

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To give her mother credit, her smile barely flickered when she took in what Allison and Todd were wearing. Todd had talked her out of going in the jeans and t-shirt she’d originally tried to put on, pointing out she probably wouldn’t wear that to any kind of planned dinner, no matter who it was with. An impromptu dinner? Definitely. But there was no point in trying to rile her parents on purpose, just to make a point.

Todd had changed into a less formal button-down shirt made of a hunter green, soft jersey and a pair of khaki dress slacks, instead of the suit he’d originally planned on wearing. She’d changed into a button-down shirt and a soft flowing skirt that stopped well above her knees, which was probably part of the reason her mother’s lips twitched.

“It’s so lovely to see you, sweetheart,” her mother said warmly, drawing her into a hug. The blandness of her words glossed over the fact it had literally been months since they’d seen each other. Allison’s smile was a little frozen, especially when she saw her father coming down the hall from over her mother’s shoulder.

He looked older than when she’d last seen him, somehow, more worn. The circles under his eyes seemed darker, and it looked like he had a few more wrinkles. Of course, he didn’t have makeup or other alternatives like her mother to help him cover the tracks of age. Even knowing the signs of stress and age came from the amount of time he spent working and not from her absence, her heart twinged a little at the sight of him. Surely, her absence hadn’thelped,although she didn’t regret taking her leave rather than making her father’s life less stressful by doing everything he wished.

“Allison,” he said as her mother released her from their embrace.

“Father.” Her mouth dry, she stood there for an awkward moment, unsure what to do. Then, a little stiffly, he held out his arms, and she stepped into another hug, feeling his body relax a little once she was hugging him back. Behind her, she could hear Todd and her mother exchanging a greeting.

The initial awkwardness was eventually smoothed over with small talk and drinks before dinner, her mother blithely assuming control of the conversation and catching Allison up on all the gossip about the many acquaintances she’d had no reason to hear about for months. On the one hand, it was a little annoying, but on the other, there was something soothing about letting her mother chatter aimlessly, keeping the conversation light.

It wasn’t until they moved into the dining room the conversation turned to more serious matters. Of course, her father started by asking how Todd was doing at work, and from the questions he asked, she could tell they’d already had a conversation about Todd’s career when Todd had talked to him before. To her surprise, her father didn’t seem to condescend or patronize Todd, although he was perfectly willing to offer his advice. It seemed Todd had made more of an impression on her father than she’d realized.

“And how is your job?” her father asked, turning his attention to her. She gave a little start of surprise, not so much at his wanting to involve her in the conversation as the subject matter. In the past, her father had been more supportive of her working than her mother, but he hadn’t shown any real interest to hear about it. “Do you think you’ll stay where you are after graduation?”

“I’m not sure,” she said slowly, trying to get her head around the fact she was now talking about her career with her father. Her mother looked on attentively rather than trying to change the subject or gently scolding Allison. Maybe they really had changed their views on her in the months she’d been gone. “For a little while, probably. I like what I do, but I don’t think they need me full time and don’t think I want a career in Human Resources, even though I enjoy it. I’ve been thinking about sending in some applications to publishing houses to see if I can get an entry-level position in one of those.”

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