Page 147 of I Was Always Yours (RCA: Royal Crown Academy)

As if he can sense my gaze on him, his eyes open and trace up my back to roam over my face. There’s no humanity in them; his pupils are blown wide and the pigment bleeds freely, darkening his eyes to obsidian.

He keeps his gaze fixed unblinkingly on mine as he shoves inside me to the hilt with one final, brutal thrust. A pained gasp falls from my lips and his eyes fall to my mouth, animalistic need flashing through his irises. He bends over me with his cock so deeply in my ass that his pelvis is flush with my cheeks and brings his mouth hungrily down on mine.

With one kiss, he demolishes my remaining defenses and makes himself right at home inside every part of me. He grips my jaw and angles me towards him so he has better access to my mouth. He devours me like I’m his first meal or maybe his last meal, groaning and whispering obscenities into my mouth when he comes up for rough inhales of air.

“You’re such a good girl, taking me in your ass like this,” he murmurs against my lips, “Now ask me.”

I don’t say anything as I feel his cock pulse inside me. I’m too busy adjusting to the feeling of having something stretch me so much. The sensation is foreign, even after his previous explorations of my ass, and feels incredibly taboo. Especially when he moves and I feel the cold metal of his piercing brush against my walls. The friction makes my whole body shiver.

I can’t believe I’m letting him fuck my ass. Part of me is ashamed and humiliated by how indecent this is, but the other part?

She wants to bow her lower back, arch her hips into his penetration and see how much deeper he might be able to go.

When I don’t answer, he slaps my ass with his open palm, the pain radiating through my cheek and making me squeeze around his cock. It sends a pained shiver shooting through my rim but when he groans reverently, it makes it worth it.

“Fuck,” he says, his voice pained. His grip on my jaw drops to collar my throat, tipping my chin towards him in the same move. “Ask me, Six.”

“It hurts,” I repeat with a pained pout.

“Good. Are you going to let another man touch you ever again?”

“N-no.”

He licks the corner of my eye, stealing a tear into his mouth before it can crest past my water line.

“Then let me turn that pain into pleasure, baby. All you need to do is ask.”

The burn of the tattoo on my hip combined with the stretch of his intrusion drives me wild.

“Fuck me.”

His knee shoves the inside of my thigh, spreading my legs wider and allowing him to press his hips even more snugly against my ass so he can go impossibly deep. Every inch is inside me and I can barely breathe let alone talk. I’m struggling against the intrusion, begging my muscles to relax so I can adjust to him.

He grinds his pelvis against me and I groan. “Not good enough. Fuck you where?”

“My ass,” I whisper.

He releases my throat and grabs a handful of my hair, tangling his fingers between the strands and angling my face sideways back down into the mattress. He bites my jaw viciously.

“You want me to fuck your ass?”

I nod. Shame flames my face and I can’t repeat it out loud.

“Are you afraid that if you say the words out loud, it’ll make you any less of a good girl? Don’t worry, you’ve never been more of a good girl than right now. Now, confess.” He demands.

“Please fuck my ass.” I beg, and when I say it really does feel like a confession. Like admitting that I’m okay with all the depraved things we do together.

He groans and leans back. He places a hand on either cheek and spreads them as wide as they can go and I can feel him look down at where his dick is buried in my tight hole. He pulls out a couple of inches and then pushes forward again sharply.

I turn my head into the sheets and bite down on the comforter. The sensations are indescribable as he pushes in and out of me. My walls close as he pulls out, tightening back up only to be forced to loosen when he thrusts back in seconds later.

He grabs my hips with both hands and uses them to anchor me to the mattress as he pulls completely out of my asshole. I don’t have a second to catch my breath before he shoves his cock back inside me, roughly breaching my tight ring of muscles and bottoming out.

“Ahh,” I groan into the comforter, my sounds muffled but not enough for him to miss them.

“You like that?”

I hear him spit and then feel something cool touch me there before his thumb comes down to work the puckered ring of muscles.

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