Page 85 of I Was Always Yours (RCA: Royal Crown Academy)

I rip my fingers out of her and toss the vibrator to the side, grabbing her hair and pulling her face towards me.

“You don’t keep your screams from me.” I snarl, inches from her face.

She’s boneless, her entire body trembling like an addict needing a fix as she works to calm herself down from the brutal orgasm. And yet, she’s still able to run that smart mouth at me.

“Like I said,” she says between two breaths, “I’ll do what I want.”

Fuck being gentle. Clearly, she wants the monster to come out.

I unbutton my jeans and yank them down my hips, before grabbing my hard cock and shove inside her.

Her mouth drops in a small ‘o’ as shock colors her features. Even with all the preparation, I’m still only halfway in, but fuck if I’m waiting any longer.

I thrust once more, bottoming out inside her until I feel her wet pussy against my pelvis.

She’s just as tight as the first time, even with how wet she is now. The sounds my dick makes as I pump into her are obscene, slapping and squelching filling the room around us.

“Ahhh… ahh…ahh,” She cries in time with the rhythm of my vicious thrusts. I’m not going easy on her, powering into her without taking care to be gentle.

But by the expression on face and the sounds on her lips, she’s loving it. She tries turning her face to moan into the pillow again, but I grip her by the throat and force her to look at me.

“If you’re so desperate for something in your mouth, why don’t you try these?” I ask, shoving the fingers that had been in her pussy into her mouth and forcing her to taste herself.

Her eyes widen as she tastes herself on her tongue.

“Suck.” I command, and she does, her eyes fluttering with incertitude. “Good girl.”

She moans around my fingers and I have to stop myself from coming on the spot at the sight of her speared by me on both ends.

I own two of her holes now and the monster inside calls to me to claim her ass so her entire body is mine.

Enjoy it while you can, this is the last time you’re fucking her.

Think of Astor.

That thought is enough to almost kill my erection, the only thing keeping me hard the fact that Six’s muscles clamp as she comes.

She looks broken beneath me, her eyes closed and her arms shaking above her head. She’s in need of rest, but I’m not done.

I throw her legs over my shoulders and continue thrusting in and out of her.

“Give me one more.” I purr, darkly.

“I can’t.” She pleads.

“I wasn’t asking.” I say, thrusting then pulling completely out, before thrusting back in again and repeating the same movement.

I grab the vibrator again and bring it back down on her clit, making her jolt. I put it on the highest setting, at a speed that I know causes almost as much pain as it does pleasure, and press it harshly against her clit.

She arches her lower back off the bed, accidentally giving me even deeper access to her pussy and changing the angle of my thrusts.

I bottom out even further into her tight channel, feeling the muscles starting to contract as she approaches her fourth orgasm.

When I feel her on the brink, I loop my finger around the chain and yank it off. It’s the most euphoric part of using clamps, when the blood rushes back into her nipples bringing with it immeasurable pleasure and endorphins.

This time, when she comes she screams so loudly it feels like she might bring the whole house down. I’m hoping the music from the party drowns out her cries so I don’t have to go around cutting our guests’ ears off for hearing something that I want only for myself.

I thrust a few more times but can’t hold my own climax any longer, and I come moments after her. My dick feels raw and used as I pull out and head to the bathroom of my suite.

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