Page 44 of Sin and Salvation

“I’m a bad girl.” I pouted up at him. “I need to be punished.”

I tried to say it in a playful tone, but there was an undercurrent of seriousness in the words.

The way Crow’s eyes darkened at the statement made me shiver. I felt a hot rush of pleasure.

“Let’s see how bad you are,” he growled. “You know we don’t want good girls around here.”

He grabbed my wrist and pulled it behind my back, forcing me to arch my chest up to him. I relaxed my knees and let my legs fall open, waiting for him to take me.

My pussy was wet and so sensitive, I was afraid I’d come as soon as he touched me there.

His cock pressed against my entrance, pushing into me slowly. I whimpered wantonly, my body thrumming with need.

I’d been waiting for so long now, I didn’t think I could take him slow.

He thrust into me, his girth stretching me wide. I moaned, whimpering as I felt my walls reaching capacity. He had to push to force his knot past my entrance.

“You are a bad girl, Venus. Aren’t you?” Crow asked, his voice low and husky.

I moaned in response, dropping my head back and closing my eyes.

“Naughty girls need to be punished, don’t they?” he asked again, pulling out of me.

His voice sent a thrill through me, his words dark and filthy. The desire I felt was quickly becoming unbearable. I was so close to coming, and I needed him to push me over the edge.

The tightness in my pussy was unbearable. It clenched around him, desperate for more.

“I need you to fill me up,” I moaned. “Please, Crow. I’ll do whatever you want.”

I didn’t care what I was agreeing to. I just needed him to fuck me.

Crow pulled out of me, his knot making me gasp, and pushed me onto my front, forcing my shoulders and face into the mattress. His cock slid along my sensitive lips, his weight pressing against my back.

“This is how bad girls get punished,” he growled in my ear, and I whimpered.

I knew what he was about to do. He was going to pound his cock into my pussy, and I was going to feel it so deep inside of me I’d be unable to do anything but shatter around him.

My pussy was already dripping wet, and my clit was aching with need. I’d never been so wet before, and I had no idea what was making my body respond so readily to him.

He pressed his mouth to my ear and whispered, “Do you want me to punish you?”

“Yes,” I replied, gasping.

I was so close to coming that the word was barely audible.

His hips jerked forward, and my whole body tensed. I felt his cock slide deep into me, stretching me wide. He was so thick, it was almost impossible not to come just from that one thrust.

He pulled back, and I felt him lining himself up, every nerve in my body crying out.

The second he thrust into me, my hips pressed up as my pussy clenched around him. I came hard, my body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over me.

“You’re not bad,” he grunted, slamming deeper. “You’re such a good girl, the way you take this cock.”

My eyes rolled back in my head, body tightening.

I was barely conscious of Crow’s groan of pleasure. He thrust into me again and again, hammering into me as his knot began to swell. Soon he was making short, sharp thrusts, the pressure of the enormous knot locking us together threatening to drag another orgasm out of me.

It hit like a comet, tearing through my body. I arched under him, bucking wildly with a scream.

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