Page 69 of Lords of Ruin: Owned

Her eyes dart to mine, pupils swollen and lips quivering with want. “Yes, sir. I want you to fuck me.”

Holy fuck.I growl, my hand sliding my fingers between her thighs to torment her clit. She’s so fucking wet, my hand slips across her clit and she arches into my painfully hard cock. “Oh fuck,” I groan in her ear, holding her against me.

“Please,” she whimpers, pushing back more.

“I need you to come for me one time, Princess, and then you’re sweet pussy will be all mine.” I growl and her knees go weak as I focus on her clit, swollen and throbbing. Her body jerks as I make small circles, and pinch her brown nipples.

“Vincent..” she pants.

“Cum for me Princess.” I whisper deadly low in her ears.

She quivers, her moans of despair becoming louder and more convincing. She quakes, tremors still flowing through her body underneath me as her orgasm washes over her and I continue assaulting her clit.

When she is jelly in my arms, I turn her around. Almost falling to my knees at the heavily drunken look on her face, I bring my fingers to my mouth, cleaning off her sweet taste. “Delicious Princess.”

I pull her into a kiss, my tongue taking over her mouth so she can get a taste of herself as I unbutton my jeans and release myself. “You taste like fucking candy,” I whisper against her mouth. “Say it.”

“I taste like fucking candy,” she whispers, her voice slightly mocking as I hitch her leg around my hip. The head of my cockrubs against her swollen clit and dips into her entrance as I coat myself in her juices.

“You are such a tease, Princess.” I smirk, sliding the head of my cock inside her. Watching as her eyes widen at the stretch I whisper, “And you’re so fucking wet for me, baby.”

My hand slides between us, and my other tightens around her waist, leaning us into the hedges. I lazily rub across her clit, my cock sliding deeper just as I capture her swollen lips in a kiss. She moans into my mouth and I excitedly swallow it.

“Fuck.” I groan into her mouth as I drive my hips forward, filling her up only half of the way. She cries out at the unexpected pain as my cock too big to not slightly tear into her virgin walls. I pull her against my chest to comfort her, as I give her time to adjust to the invasion of my cock into her tight, little pussy.

“I got you baby,” I murmur, kissing the side of her face as she bites her lips and I press her clit even harder to distract from the pain. When her whimpers come again, I whisper in her ear. “I have to start moving, Princess.”

“Vincent,” she whines as I dip in a little deeper. Her narrowed gaze displays that drunken look again. I take that as the green light to move even deeper, but it’s such a tight fit that she hisses even as she moans, and it takes everything in me not to cum prematurely.

“You’re so tight, baby. So fucking wet.” I groan, and she nods in agreement. “So fucking mine.” I growl, pushing the rest of the way in and she claws at my back as if she is trying to crawl up my body.

“Oh my God,” she hisses.

“Scratch harder, Princess,” I encourage. “Leave a mark.”

She digs her nails in deeper, and I slide out before I drive my hips in deeper. “Does it still hurt?” I ask, my body willing me to go faster, harder.

She swallows and shakes her head. “Only a little.”

“Is it okay if I start to move faster?” She nods her head and wraps her arms around my neck. “Word Princess. Enthusiastic consent, baby.”

“Yes!” She groans, grinding against me. The smell of cherries and vanilla surround me, but I push forward, moving faster.

I bend down, locking her lips with mine—hard, fierce kisses that follow the sharp crack of my hip as I fuck her. My hand still runs circles across her clit, and her body starts to move with mine.

“Harder,” She pants, somewhat breathlessly.

And I oblige her command, pulling back my hips and driving myself inside her with full force.

Her whole body moves with the hedges, shaking against the weight of us. She starts to mewl, rocking her hips against my hand, and I know she is chasing her orgasm down. “You better ask for permission.”

“What?” She moans out, her movement slowing.

“Ask to cum, Princess.” I repeat. My finger pinches her clit as my head ducks to slide her perfect nipple into my mouth. She even tastes like cherries here too.Fuck me.

“Please Vincent,” she murmurs. “Please let me cum.”

“No,” I growl, wanting her to cum with me.

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