Page 105 of Oblivion

This should not be turning me on, but it is, and I feel a fresh surge of arousal flood my panties. A whimper escapes from my lips, and Evan smirks.

“You’re too empty, aren’t you? Do you need me to fill you up?”

“Yes,” I say, shuddering as pleasure starts to build inside of me.

“Let me give you what you need,” he says, ripping his hand and my orgasm away as he shreds the sides of my panties and quickly strips out of his clothes. “Sit on my dick. I want to feel your cunt clench when I make you come.”

Scrambling over him, I lower myself onto his cock, feeling the slight stretch as he slides into me.

“Look how well you take me,” he groans, his eyes fixed on where his cock is slowly pushing inside of me.

“Oh god,” I whine as I sit fully down on his lap.

“Don’t move,” he growls, pushing his hand between our bodies until he finds my clit. “I need you to come for me. Come all over my cock while I play with your clit. Soon I’m going to pierce the hood, and then when I have you plugged and full of my cum, I’ll spend hours toying with the hoop, making you come over and over while you beg me to put more of my cum in you.”

“You’re…not—Oh god—piercing my clit,” I rasp out.

“I thought about doing your nipples too, but you’d have to take them out when your tits fill with milk, and I plan to keep my broodmare full of my babies,” he coos as he drags one of my nipples into his mouth, scraping the tip with his teeth before sucking deeply, sending a surge of warmth and pleasure pulsing through my chest.

“The tiny padlock I put on the hoop will constantly be coated in your cream, just begging to be sucked and licked.”

His dirty words send me over the edge, and I come, a keening cry falling from my lips.

“Fuck, the way you feel, your tight cunt clenching around my cock…” Grabbing my legs, he stands with his dick still inside of me, and carries me into the house, his dick filling me with each step he takes.

“I’ve needed this all fucking night. You’re mine, Sammy. Mine. I’ll share, but it’ll always be me and you. You’ll always belong to me.”

“Always,” I pant as he strides into our bedroom and crawls onto the bed. Once my back hits the comforter, he presses my knees into my chest and starts to fuck me in hard, deep strokes that make loud moans fall from my parted lips.

There’s nothing sweet or gentle about the way he’s fucking me. His dick is jackhammering into me, the head of his cockpushing deeper with every thrust, and I fucking love it. It’s rough, and dirty, and intense, and my body is already starting to react, a second orgasm beginning to build inside of me.

“You’ll fucking take every drop of cum I put in you, won’t you, wife? You’ll take it all, then you’ll thank me for breeding you.”

Jesus, this breeder stuff is so wrong but so right at the same time. My body reacts, and I settle into this dream-like state where all I feel is him, all I see is him, all I hear is him, and it’s perfect.

I don’t feel the orgasm rising until it splinters, and I come on a cry. Unable to move with my knees pressed into my chest, I scream, and the sound bursts out of me. Reacting to my pleasure, he slams into me harder and deeper, fucking me over and over until his movements become jerky, and I feel his hot cum coating my core.

His movements start to slow, but he doesn’t stop. Instead, he grinds into me, his cock holding his cum inside of me, exactly like he promised. “I love you so fucking much,” he says, his voice rough and low.

“I love you too,” I whisper back. “I need to move my legs.”

Smiling, he reaches over and opens the top drawer on the bedside dresser. I’m unsurprised when he pulls out a plug identical to the one he used on me earlier.

“How many of those did you buy?” I ask on a laugh.

“Enough so they’re on hand anywhere I might need to use them,” he says with a cryptic smirk.

Yawning, I find myself smiling, even as he helps me lower my numb legs.

“What do you have to say to me?” he asks, his eyes hooded.

“What?” I yawn again.

“What did you make me promise to force you to do?” he asks, tiptoeing his fingers between my breasts until his hand has formed a necklace around my throat.

“Evan?”

“What do you say after I fill you with my cum?” he prompts.

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