Page 45 of Oblivion

“And if I do?”

“You won’t.”

“How exactly are you planning on stopping me? I could kiss the first guy I see in class tomorrow, and there’s no way you could stop me.”

“If you so much as push your pretty little nail against the arm of another man, then I’ll ruin his life. It doesn’t matter that it’ll be you who touched him. It doesn’t matter that he’ll have done nothing wrong. I’ll destroy him. I’ll get him kicked out of school, bankrupt his family, evict him from his house. I’ll ruin his siblings’ lives, his parents’ and grandparents’ lives. I’ll systematically annihilate his world, and it’ll be your fault. I’ll do it over and over again to anyone you try to offer yourself to, and I won’t stop until there’s a trail of destruction in my wake and you learn that youbelong to me.” I shout the last three words, not caring that all the color has drained from her face. Not caring that I really do sound like a psychopath. I’m more than willing to scare her once so that I don’t have to follow through on my threats. Because the truth is, I’ll happily do everything I just told her I would, and I know she knows that.

“So, am I a prisoner now, like Starling and the others were?”

I chuckle. “I don’t need to cage you, Wild One. You’re already bound to me, and now you know the consequences of escape.”

“I hate you,” she whispers, but it’s not hate in her eyes. It’s heat and excitement and fear. She’s as scared as she is turned on. My wild one doesn’t want to be tamed, almost as much as she doesn’t actually want to be free.

“You don’t look hateful. You look horny. Shall I make you come? I don’t care if it’s an angry orgasm. It’ll still taste the same all over my face.”

Her breath hitches, and her cheeks turn pink. The light is too dim to see her eyes fully, but I’d bet her pupils are blown wide and full of excitement.

“When was the last time he made you scream? When was the last time he pinned you to the bed and destroyed your wet cunt with his cock? Did he ever? Did he even try?”

“Shut up,” she gasps.

Pushing down my boxers, I let my hard dick pop free, not bothering to try and hide my weeping erection. “Oh, Wild One, he didn’t, did he? All these months and he never fucked you like a man should fuck his woman. He never left you a wet, cum soaked, depraved mess, did he? Let me take care of you. Let me look after you like you should be looked after, and I’ll let you pretend to hate me again as soon as I’m done.” Chuckling, I lift my knee and climb onto the mattress, slowly pursuing her as she foolishly tries to back away from me.

“No,” she says, shaking her head, even as her legs part, revealing the dark fabric of the shorts that are hiding her from my view.

“Let me give you what you need,” I coax, slowly peeling her tank up and over her head.

“No,” she says again even as she lifts her butt, helping me to peel her shorts off.

“Mine,” I whisper, “All fucking mine.” Dipping my head to her soaked core, I lick her from clit to ass, cleaning her folds of the arousal that’s coating her cunt. Her keening cry is like music to my ears, but instead of gently eating her, I push two fingers into my mouth, then force them into her cunt, loving the gasping pant that bursts from her shocked mouth as she arches off the bed forcing her cunt into my face.

Plunging my fingers in and out of her core, I lap up all of the cream that’s dripping from her, sucking at her clit ruthlessly as she rolls her hips, pushing my fingers deeper into her as she grinds her clit against my tongue.

No matter what she says once this is done, she’s not a passive participant, and I’m not forcing her or taking advantage. She’ssoaking wet and so turned on I could fill a shot glass with her arousal and drink it as a chaser. She wants this, me, just as much as I want her, and my dick twitches excitedly at the idea of finally getting inside of her.

Instead of words, the sounds coming out of her mouth are plaintive, animalistic wails. I feel it the moment her orgasm hits, her internal muscles clenching and quivering as her wails become guttural groans of desperate pleasure. Finding her clit with my teeth, I scrape across the bundle of nerves and she explodes, screaming, her head thrown back in unadulterated pleasure.

Incapable of holding back, I pull my fingers out of her body and wipe my soaked face with the back of my hand. Positioning myself between her thighs, I palm my dick and wait for her to calm enough to see me.

When her feral eyes drop to my dick gripped in my fingers, she shakes her head. “No, that’s too big. You’ll hurt me.”

“I stretched you out. I’ll fit. My thick cock will slide straight into your wet little kitty, and you’ll purr for me. I don’t need you to beg. I want to hear you tell me how much you love it when I fuck you, and when I come, I’m going to stuff you full of me. I’ve got over a year’s worth of cum to fill you with, and I can’t wait until it’s gushing out of you with every breath you take for the rest of the night.”

She’s had enough time to say no and mean it, but she hasn’t. She can deny it all she wants, but she craves me. She wants me crazy, and right now, I’m downright certifiable. Guiding the head of my dick to her entrance, I line myself up, then slam into her, filling her completely in a single thrust.

Instead of pushing me away or screaming, my wild one’s eyes light on fire, and her legs wrap around my waist, pinning me in place while I hold myself deep inside of her.

“You’re all mine now, Sammy. That was your last chance to keep me at bay, but now that I know how it feels to have my dick in you, the gloves are completely off. I own you. You’re mine, and I’ll never fucking let you go.”

Pulling back, I slam forward, finding her clit with my thumb as I hold her hip tightly with my other hand. “Fuck, Sammy, your cunt wants my cum, doesn’t it? You want me to fill you up. You want to milk my seed out of me so you can claim me as yours, so you can know how it feels to be claimed.”

Her moans become cries then desperate mewls that make my dick twitch, ready to explode. “Look how well your cunt it taking me, Wild One. I’m taming this hole more and more every time I push into you. By the time you’re full of me, you’ll be begging me to brand you with my name so everyone in the world can see just how much you belong to me.”

Her whimper of need is music to my ears.

“I almost did it the other night. I already have the brand ready to burn into your skin. I’m going to pierce your clit too, and put my initials on the hoop I put through it. I’m going to mark you over and over until you’ll never be able to look at yourself without seeing me. I’ve spent years neutered by my guilt, but not anymore, and you’ll feel the full impact of my freedom. You’ll be a willing prisoner, my perfect captive, my tamed wildness. Mine.”

Her cunt pulses and tightens as I fuck her, and when she comes, I follow suit, my balls tightening, cum surging up my cock and pulsing out of me in hot spurts. “Fuck, yes, take it, Sammy. Take all of my cum. You’ve earned it baby. You deserve it for waiting all this time for me to make you mine.”

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