Page 46 of Kortlek

“What’s wrong, bunny?” I mock. “Feeling… restricted?”

“What do you think you’re doing with that knife?”

I don’t respond. Instead, I push the handle inside her sweet pussy, watching as her eyes widen in shock, horror, and sadistically, deeply rooted pleasure. A loud moan leaves her mouth as I push the handle in and out, slowly fucking her with it.

The handle is long enough to reach the sweet spot she wants, but I don’t give her the satisfaction of feeling it. My free hand moves to rub her clit with my thumb, giving her the double stimulation that causes her eyes to roll to the back of her head.

Her body starts tensing, and I pick up the pace. My thumb moves in a circular motion, the handle coated with her juices, and all in me is screaming to suck it clean. I can’t wait to taste her on my tongue, to eat her like a starved man.

A ragged breath comes from Aria, and I know she’s close. I can feel her clit twitching under my thumb, and I give it a light press, trying to test the limits.

“Don’t you dare come, bunny,’’ I warn. “If you come without my permission, I’ll have to punish you.’’

I’m not sure why, but the words push her over the edge. Her body trembles, her toes curl, and she cries out my name loudly, coming undone on my thumb and the knife. Tears roll down her cheek at the intensity, and as I remove my finger and the wooden handle, she slowly starts to come back down.

“What a greedy slut.’’ I slap her pussy, and she yelps, trying to pull back. She hisses, realizing just how restricted she is. The fucking problem is that she has this gloating expression on her face. She’s being defiant, knowing it will piss me off.

And it’s working.

“Yeah?” She smirks, sweat covering her chest and forehead. “And what are you going to do about it, huh?”

I laugh, shaking my head. I put the knife aside and stripped out of my sweats and boxers, gripping the base of my cock. The tip is coated with precum, and with each stroke, more of it slips out, dripping down the length. Aria’s eyes change into a darker shade of blue.

“I’m going to make you cry, bunny.’’

I turn, fixing up the restraints on her feet and making them longer. Once it’s done, I turn back around and lift her legs over my shoulders. Her eyes widened slightly, her lips trembling. I position the tip of my cock, aligning it with her entrance.

My hand wraps around her throat, and I push my hips forward. A loud cry slips from her, and a low groan comes out of my mouth. It’s the deepest I’ve been in her, and I stop, just feeling her inner walls grip me, squeezing me.

“Cove,’’ she whispers. “Move, please.’’

I kiss her roughly, pulling back until only the tip is inside, then slamming back into her. She cries out into the kiss, moaning. The kiss is harsh and sloppy, her sweet mouth sucking on the tip of my tongue. An animalistic growl rumbles from the depth of my chest as I find a rhythm that causes moans to fill the room.

“Cove,’’ she screams out. I don’t even know how the fuck she does it, but she comes again, this time harder than the first. I smirk against her lips, sinking my teeth in her bottom lip and tasting her sweet blood. “I’m too sensitive.’’

“Sluts like you don’t deserve mercy, bunny,’’ I laugh, pulling back to look at her. “You came without my permission. Twice. Now, let’s see if you’re really that sensitive, huh?”

She cries out, body trembling. Her hands are balled into fists above her head, and no matter how hard she tries to get out of the silk restraints, it’s secured nicely around her wrists. The fight is futile as I continue to thrust savagely inside her, feeling her cum coat my cock, dripping down my balls.

“Do you know what I’m going to do?” I ask, murmuring in a deeper voice.

Her eyes snap to mine. “What?”

“I’ll have you begging for me to breed your little pussy. I’ll have you begging to be filled with my come, bunny.’’

She moans, body arching to meet my thrusting. My palm sprawls on the lower part of her stomach, pressing to feel just how deep inside her I am. Aria whimpers, eyes swelling with tears at the intensity.

Seeing her so fucking vulnerable, so pathetically beautiful at my mercy, makes my balls tighten. The orgasm starts approaching at the same time I feel her body tensing up again. A low, lazy smirk tugs on the corner of my lips, and I laugh.

Her hair is messy, her cheeks are stained with tears, and she’s staring at me with wide eyes, half scared of what I’ll make of her, half excited to see just how far I’m willing to push her buttons.

“Beg, you little slut.’’

Her mouth opens, and I take the opportunity to spit in. Without having to be told a word, her mouth closes, and she swallows my saliva. I nuzzle my face in the crook of her neck, holding her thighs in a painfully tight grip.

“Good girl, bunny. Such a good girl for me. Now, beg.’’

Her soft whimpers fill my ear, chills running down my body. Her lips are right next to my ear as her voice raises slightly.

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