Page 24 of Dangerous Refuge

I stand there for a moment, nervously. I’m not shy about my body, but I’m not in front of a man who wants to be seduced. I’m in front of a man who wants to control me, and I’m going to have to play along.

"Come here,” he growls. I walk closer, but stop a few feet away. He looks at my chest, to my hips, at my legs, and then his eyes travel back up to my face. He looks me in the eye, and then his gaze drops to the floor. "Turn around, and show me your ass.”

He’s not smiling or joking. I turn around, and I can feel his eyes on me.

"Spread your feet apart,” he says.

I do, and I feel his hands on my hips. I feel his fingers dig into the skin there. And then I feel him push me forward. I step out of his hands, and I move forward a few more inches.

“Bend,” he says. I bend forward, so my hands are on the floor. His hands are on my hips again, and they move down over the curve of my ass and to my knees. I can feel the heat of his breath as it hits the back of my thighs. I’m still bent over when I feel his fingers slide up my inner thigh. I tremble slightly, then freeze as his hand slides between my legs.

"What a pretty little, tight pussy,” he says. His voice is low and rough. His hand slips into my slit, and his fingers begin to move. They slide up and down, parting my lips and moving over my clit. I’m starting to get wet. I moan softly.

"Fuck, I bet you taste amazing," Sven growls, pushing a single finger into my pussy. I shudder, wanting more. How does he do this to me every time? And then I feel his hands, gripping my ass cheeks. He pushes them apart, and I feel the heat of his breath on my pussy. I’m nervous, but I’m turned on too.

"Oh, yes,” he whispers, and his tongue slides up my slit. He starts to lap at me, and I can hear him enjoying my juices. His tongue is moving faster, and he’s making me tremble. Then he shifts, and I feel his fingers on my asshole. His tongue is teasing my clit, and his fingers are teasing the tight ring of muscles. I lean back, pressing into them. I want more.

"Do you like that?" he growls. Sven smears my moisture around, slicking all of my skin. It’s torture, the way he teases me and plays with my clit at the same time.

"Mmmhmm," I moan. I back into him harder, wanting to be penetrated and he reads my mind.

"I bet you’d like to get fucked, wouldn’t you?”

He slips a finger into my pussy, and then a second finger. I’m moaning and gasping, arching my back and pressing into his fingers.

“You’d like to get fucked, wouldn’t you?” he asks again.

"Yess,” I moan.

"Good girl,” he says softly. His hands leave my body, and I hear him unzip his pants. A moment later, and I feel him behind me. His cock is pressing against my slit and then sliding up into me. He’s fucking me slowly.

"Mmm, yes,” he growls. He puts his hands on my hips, holding me in place as he thrusts. He’s going deep, so deep it takes my breath away. He’s taking his time, and I’m moaning and gasping.

"You like being fucked, don’t you?” he whispers.

"Yes,” I moan.

"You like me fucking you, don’t you?”

"Mmm, yes," I mumble.

"Then tell me what you want.”

"I want you to cum inside me," I gasp. His rigid dick grinds into my cervix massaging it. It feels like he wants to make his deposit directly into my womb, and fuck if it isn’t an amazing feeling. I grip my knees and try to keep my balance.

"What?"

"I want you to cum inside me,” I moan again.

"Beg me,” he growls.

"Please cum inside me,” I moan, my voice high and tight.

"Please fuck me,” he says, his voice harsh.

"Fuck me," I moan, my voice high.

"I’m going to fuck you so hard," he whispers.

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