Page 45 of Deranged and Obsessed Omnibus: Vol 1

“Look at me,” he demanded. When my gaze was locked on his once more, he gritted out, “I’ve given you enough time to think you had the power.” His entire body tensed, paused, and then before I knew what was happening, he flexed hard and snapped free of the zip ties.

The plastic flew out from behind the chair from the force, and the most evil grin he had ever given me spread across his handsome face… turning me on.

I gasped just as Kane curled his hand around my throat, tightened his hold, and cut off my air flow. He leaned in, pressed his mouth to mine, then dragged his tongue over my lips.

“Like I said…I’llbe the one to do the fucking.” He loosened his hold on my neck, but only enough for me to inhale sharply. And then he tightened his fingers once more, and I knew he felt the steadythump-thump, thump-thumpof my pulse under his touch. “I’m going to fuck you like the animal I am. I want to fuck you until it hurts. Until my cum is leaking out of all your holes.”

I couldn’t hold in my moan, but it was strained because of his grip on my throat.

“Now, put me inside you, Evelina.”

The way he said that—so dominating and demanding—there was no way I’d even consider telling him no.

My pussy clenched in response to how powerful he was. I was so drenched my pussy juices all but poured from me, coating his massive cock. I reached down, realizing my fingers trembled, and grabbed the base of his erection. I rose slightly and notched the crown at my pussy hole, held his gaze with mine, and dropped down in one firm, hard shove.

Kane’s neck muscles and veins stood out in stark contrast as he groaned loud and long.

He let his head roll forward, his focus trained on my pussy, where he was lodged inside of me and felt like he was splitting me in two. I knew he could see how aroused I was, could see how my dripping pussy was coating my inner thighs. My arousal glistened in the firelight.

“Fuck, you’re the hottest piece of ass I’ve ever seen… ever fucked.” He had his hands on my waist, his big fingers digginginto my skin, bruising me in a way I knew would leave me marked for days to come.

God, I wanted them to cover my body in purple and blue marks.

I licked my lips and moaned, not bothering to respond, just letting Kane continue to look at my pussy and know what he did to me.

“Prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen, my beautiful whore.” He looked into my eyes, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled deeply. He growled out, “Look at how fucking soaked you are for me.”

He used his strength to lift me up, his biceps bulging as he held my weight easily. He yanked me back down at the same time he thrust upward, really shoving that monster cock inside me. I was panting, my head dizzy, my heart racing.

“You want this so fucking bad, don’t you?” he purred darkly.

I was intoxicated with the feeling of being so full.

I couldn’t form words to answer, but I knew he didn’t really want me to respond.

Before I knew what was happening, he lifted me up high enough so that his cock slid out of me, making a wetslapagainst his firm belly. Kane let out an animalistic sound as he gripped his root and started slapping his shaft against my pussy. The wet, sloppy sounds of skin against skin turned me on even more.

I gasped as he slapped his dick on my pussy hard, and I shuddered.

He hummed in approval. “Dirty fucking slut. God, you’re a beautiful psycho.”

I was too worked up and needed to be fucked so badly that I was done with this twisted foreplay. I shoved his hand away, grabbed his length, and lodged the head back inside of me, sliding down his dick in one forceful drop. He fucked into me with brutal thrusts that had me crying out and bouncing on hislap. My hands found his shoulders, and I held on and let him take control of moving me.

His gaze was hooded as he stared at me, the dim light from the fireplace making it seem as if his eyes glowed from the inside out. Nothing mattered other than feeling good at this moment.

“You’re as fucking crazy as I am,” he snarled.

I took that as a twisted sort of praise and started fucking myself on him, riding his enormous cock, and slamming my pussy down along his length. Kane allowed me that control for just a moment before I felt his hand grip my hair and then tighten in the strands. He jerked my head back, baring my throat, and I gasped from the sharp pain. That sensation went right down to my cunt, heightening my arousal.

“Take it all. Take every fucking inch until you’re choking on it.” He leaned forward and growled, his mouth pressed to mine, his teeth clashing with my own. Kane didn’t kiss me. He just held his position as he lifted his hips, fucking me as I slammed my pussy down on him.

I was no longer the one with all the power. And I never had been, I realized. Not even when I had him bound.

He had one hand on my waist and the other painfully tangled in my hair, holding me still. He jacked his hips up, forcing me to take all of his cock, whether it fit comfortably or not. Kane stretched me to the point it was torturous, but God, it was good.

I could hear our wet, dirty, and sloppy sex sounds filling the small room and could even smell the sweet and musky scent of my pussy, because I was so turned on. Kane made deep, animal-like sounds, the vibrations slamming right into my body and zeroing in on my clit.

I moaned long and loud, my thighs burning as I straddled him, my muscles protesting from the position of being spread wide open for his pistoning cock.

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