Page 323 of Hate Mates

“Took you seven minutes.”

I huffed at her, making a show of frustration. She loved every second of it. The sweet, little moans and the tightening of her grip, her nails on my scalp . . . Gods, she enjoyed me eating her cunt just as much as I did. “I know the magic my tongue holds, but my cock has so much more.”

I was desperate to be buried inside of her. I needed to fuck her hard and fast.

“Your pencil micro dick?”

In a bout of defiance to the game we were playing, I pulled her down, her knees crashing to the floor, as I took her hand and pressed it over my hard cock. “That feel like a micro dick?”

I knew I was well endowed. There were plenty of men who would boast about it, but I’d never felt the need to. I’d beenin enough locker rooms to know that I was well above average size. There was a slight widening of her eyes as her hand curved around me, but her other pushed me to lie down.

“Get your pants off now.” I did, leaving my boxers on, which were highly tented at the moment. Glaring at me, she hissed through her teeth. “Boxers, too, brat.”

My thumbs slipped under the elastic, and I slowly lowered them, letting my cock stop the fabric. Her gaze lowered down my body, and while she might have been tapping her foot and crossing her arms impatiently, there was no missing the hunger in her eyes. When the fabric relented and I slipped my boxers off, tossing them to the side, she bent over and grabbed my balls, squeezing hard. “These are mine. Do you understand? Until after the party, these balls are mine. I’ll put them in a fucking cage if I have to. Is that understood?”

My cock twitched against her fingers, and I blinked. What the hell? In a last chance at defiance, I said, “I’ll fuck who I want, when I want. You don’t own me.”

Her hand tightened, her nails digging into the soft skin. It sent alternating waves of pain and pleasure through me, though, and when I lifted my gaze to hers, she had a smirk on her face. “You can eat out or have whoever you want fuck your ass, but your balls and cock are mine. One month, then I’ll decide on whether I will give them back.”

The absolute gall of this woman. One of her fingers slid down along the smooth skin under my balls and when it reached my ass, I couldn’t, nor did I even want to fight her when she pressed it in and moved in and out slowly. She pulled on my balls with each thrust of her finger into my ass. Tipping my head back, I closed my eyes and savored the feeling. “Fuck.”

I was so lost in ecstasy as her finger moved deeper into me. “That’s my good little boy. You love this, don’t you? Love that a woman you despise controls you. Gives you this kind of . . .” Herfinger curled within me, and I about lost my load right then and there. “Pleasure.” Then her other hand was digging her nails into my balls, with another curl of her finger.

“Fuck yes, ma’am. Please, let me cum.”

Seriously,what in the hell was wrong with me?I’d never let a woman have control over me like this. I’d always been the one to determine the outcome of everything, in and out of the bedroom. What had this woman done to me? What was it about this fucking cunt that had me begging her toletme have a release?

Her hand around my balls stopped moving and her nails retreated from the soft skin, but that finger in my ass . . . she curled and pressed against something that had my back arching and a whimpered groan coming from me as I held onto the restraint to let the largest load I’d ever released fly from me.

“Not on your life. You do not get to cum until you’ve fucked my pussy.” With a softness that contradicted everything that had previously occurred, she retreated from me, stood, and went to the desk. “Don’t move. Catch your breath, fucker. You’re going to need it.”

I lay there, my chest heaving as I stared at the ceiling. After a moment, I reached down to stroke my cock, but before my fingers got there, her voice came out as growl. “You touch yourself, I’ll walk out of here, and while you may be able to cum, I can guarantee that it won’t satisfy you.” I opened my eyes to see her standing above me, possessiveness and determination bearing down in those eyes until I moved my hand to my side.

When I dug my fingers into the carpet, her bare foot lifted and covered my cock, pressing down. I moaned as pain and pleasure molded into one. My head tilted back, a groan escaping my lips, my hips lifting to grind against her foot as she smirked down at me. As I ground against her, my dick pulsed as the soft skin of her foot slid over me, bringing me closer to orgasm. As ifshe knew, her foot lifted, and she straddled my lap. Laying her hands on the sides of my stomach, she slid her pussy against my cock before I settled at her entrance. Her eyes met mine, and I saw the lust that lay there. A smirk crossed her lips before she slammed herself down, impaling herself. Her head tossed back and her mouth went wide as she groaned.

“Fuck.” She rolled her hips, her nails digging into my sides. “Who would have thought your cock would hurt so good like this?” I couldn’t help but smile at the compliment, to know that I was the one to give this bitch pleasure. Unable to hold back, I lifted my hips. Her nails dug deeper as she muttered, “Fuck me, asshole. Fucking hurt me.”

“Can I touch you?”

Elin nodded as her approving gaze met mine. Slowly, I ran my hands up her thighs, cherishing the feel of her smooth skin before wrapping my hands in the firm flesh of her ass. Lifting her, I thrust back into her over and over again. I couldn’t help but lick my lips as her tits bounced with every connection. Her cunt squeezed around my cock, and it wasn’t long before she moved her hands and scrapped her nails down my chest.

I loved to inflict pain but had never given any thought to how it would feel to be on the receiving end while fucking. To have her pussy tight and slick around my cock. This woman. My attention went to her face, and there was a wave of raw possessiveness that went through me that scared me.

“Suck on my tits.” She leaned forward, almost smothering me with them. My tongue instantly found a perky nipple, and when I felt her quiver around me again, I gripped her ass tight as I pounded fervently and bit down.

“Yes. Fuck yes, you piece of shit. Fuck me. Suck my tit like the baby you are.” Elin’s hips met each of my thrusts, hard. “Fucking mark my tits.”

Letting her nipple go, I switched to the other and bit down on the inner fleshy part, mumbling, “As you wish, ma’am.”

I dragged my teeth across the skin and then repeated the motion over on the other side to match. Marking her twice more, I took her nipple back into my mouth and sucked hard, which earned me a deep groan as her pussy tightened around me even more.

Her moans and the sound of our skin slapping together were too much, but when her nails dug into my shoulders, I swore I felt warm liquid roll down, but I didn’t give two shits. After licking the pain away, she pounded back into me just as hard as I did her. As she fell into the pleasure ripping through her body, she screamed, “I hate you, you fucking asshole!”

When she finally came down, she looked down at me, continuing to ride me hard. “Do you deserve to cum, Gavriel? Do you feel like you’ve done enough to deserve that release?”

“Only you can tell me, ma’am.” I was holding on for dear life now, and when she looked back in my eyes, I knew she could see the pleading there. I couldn’t even hold any hate for her right now. This woman had me in a figurative chokehold, and I didn’t know how we had gotten here, but fuck.

Elin’s hips moved with mine and her pussy was repeatedly filled with my cock. “Cum with me this time, asswipe.”

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