Page 66 of Don't You Pucking Dare

My body stirs with unwanted desire. Even now, after everything, I want her. Need her in ways that have nothing to do with revenge or initiation rites.

I reach for her shoulder again, telling myself I'm checking if she's awake. But really, I just need to touch her, to remind myself she's chosen to be here beside me. That she survived what I did to her. And trusted me the entire way.

She asleep, unaware of the monster lying beside her. My dick aches for her, so I pull her body into mine, using her ass for my own pleasure. I grind her against her, daring to pull downthese shorts. She’s still asleep, so I brush the hair out of her face and kiss her ear, hoping that’ll wake her up.

It doesn’t.

I’m harder than a fucking rock, so I slip my hands under her loose shirt and rub her back. Then my hands travel down her shorts to that fine ass. I reach between her legs and feel if she’s wet.

"Duchess," I moan, hungry for every piece of her. Her pussy is perfect, tight and soft.

I slide her shorts down, leaving them at the top of her thighs, exposing that sexy ass for my own pleasure. I squeeze her ass, and she let’s out a quiet moan. That’s enough to send my dick into overdrive. I stick my fingers straight into her pussy, getting her wet and ready for my dick. She sticks her ass out even more, still fast asleep, and I’m so fucking turned on, I can’t wait any longer.

Her walls are slick against my fingers, so I pull them out and lick it. She tastes so fucking sweet. I grind her ass for a few hip thrusts and then I aim my tip right inside her wet pussy. I lift her leg to allow me in. As I push into her, her pussy is so fucking tight. I lift her knee higher and force my dick into her.

I can’t fucking stop now. I throw the blankets off, prop her ass in the air while holding her hips up, and rail into her. I pump into her over and over, wondering when the fuck she’s going to wake up.

"You were right, Duchess," I groan, watching as I slide in and out of her. "I fucking love your tight pussy." I glance down at her ass, loving this fucking sight. "That beautiful fucking pussy." I start ramming her harder. When I spank her, she finally wakes. She’s in a haze and I rub her hair to the side to watch her reaction.

"Oh, fuck," she says between her teeth. "Oh my fucking God. Brody."

"Fuck yeah, Duchess." I start circling my fingers on her clit and breathe in her hair. "That’s right, baby. I’ve been waiting for this pussy."

She presses her ass up, now using her strength to withhold how much I’m pounding into her. She cries out in pure pleasure, "And I’ve been waiting for your big dick, Brody."

At the sound of that, I start moving faster. She cries out my name again as I work her clit with my fingers as fast as I can. She’s basically vibrating on my cock.

She starts rolling her hips, so I slow down but keep the pace of my fingers.

Her sounds are loud as she comes undone. The noise is fucking music to my ears, so I start pumping into her harder and blow my load inside her. She keeps moaning, so I don’t stop.

"Are you fucking your cum into me?" she moans, pressing her ass hard against me.

"I am, Duchess. Don’t forget who you belong to."

"I’m on birth control," she says, still allowing me to fuck her slowly.

"Well, that’s too bad." I grab her neck, possessiveness taking over. "I’m still going to fuck you like this because accidents can happen."

The thought of breeding her makes my cock harder as I continue to slide in and out of her. It’s sticky, but I don’t care. This is fucking sexy.

She tries to push my face away, instead I pull her up and bring my legs under her. Now she’s sitting on me in reverse cowgirl style. I keep my hand on her neck and take off her shirt. She’s so fucking beautiful, I don’t know what to do with myself.

"That wouldn’t be good," she says, but her body speaks otherwise. "That wouldn’t be good at all." She starts bouncing on my dick, and it feels so fucking right to be inside her. Then shestops to lean back on me. I grab her perfect tits and bite her neck. "I should shower," she says.

I bite her again, sucking this time. I whisper, "After you ride my dick for a few more minutes."

She works her hips, giving me a full view of how much she wants this. I grip her ass and watch as she rides me.

"That’s right, Duchess," I mutter, watching her. She flips her hair, looking back at me. With her messy hair and the exotic look on her face, I’m completely satisfied. "You’re mine."

Chapter 29

"I’ll take you to the shower," Brody demands.

I put out a hand. "No," I mutter. "I need a second… alone."

Now that I’m not being fucked, I feel the full force of my hangover. I think I might throw up. Brody follows me to the bathroom anyway. I keep him at an arm’s length.

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