Page 43 of The Bratva's Hunted Bride
I kick my pants off and stand over her, naked, holding my cock in my hand.
“Slide your finger into your pussy,” I whisper.
She takes a sharp breath and pushes two of his fingers into herself. She slides them out, slick and wet. I lean forward and grab her wrist and tug her forward, to the edge of the bed.
She cries out on fright but then her eyes go wide when I lift her fingers to my lips and suck them into my mouth, tasting her.
It’s indescribable how perfect she is. I reach between her legs and hook my fingers beneath her panties and rip them from her body in one sharp movement.
I kneel on the floor next to the bed and pull her legs over my shoulders. She lets out the most beautiful sound as I push myface between her thighs and thrust my tongue into her pussy. I want to taste more. I want to coat my tongue in her arousal and lick up every drop of her.
She collapses back onto he bed as I lift her hips higher with my hands beneath her ass, spreading her wider as I swirl my tongue over her clit. Her hair spills around her head like a halo and her fingers dig into the blankets as she tilts her head back, unconsciously rocking her tight little pussy against my mouth, which I fuck her with my tongue.
I push my thumb into her pussy and dance circles with my tongue against her clit. She is swollen against my mouth, throbbing and moaning sweetly.
I play my mouth over her until her legs are shaking, then I pull back. A dark smile touches my lips as I lean over her, staring into her eyes as I push my hand up her stomach, over her breast, and gently tug at her hardened nipple.
“Who do you belong to, Talia?” I demand. Tugging harder.
She gasps in surprise, stammering, not answering me.
My hand drifts higher up her body, my fingers locking over her throat, just beneath her jaw.
“Who do you belong to?” I growl dangerously, kneeling between her legs.
“You,” she whispers, those perfect lips saying exactly what I want to hear.
I push her by her throat, lifting her higher onto the bed as I lower myself onto her again. I rub my cock over her pussy and lean close to her ear. “Who does this pussy belong to?” I ask, my voice edged with need.
“You,” she gasps and I thrust forward, my cock sliding into her, forcing her open, stretching her and filling her up. The pleasure overwhelms me for a moment, and I have to pause.
Talia lets out a loud cry of ecstasy and relief, and her nails dig into my shoulders. I grin, because this is exactly where I belong, with my cock buried deep inside her, with her gasping as I thrust forward, with our bodies locked together.
I pull out and thrust forward again, then again as I kneel between her legs. Her perfect breasts bounce with each movement. And suddenly I can’t control myself. I start fucking her harder, pushing deeper and listening to each gasp as she jolts beneath me. I grab her thighs and pull them apart so that I can claim even more of her.
My cock is so hard it seems impossible, and Talia is biting down against her lower lips as her pussy pulses over me. She feels like she’s on the verge of coming.
I have to slow down if I want this to last longer. Or I can fuck her even harder and make her come over and over again until she realizes she can’t live without me.
With my hands still locked around her thighs, I lift her slightly and start grinding her against my cock. I keep my hips still and move her like a toy. My toy. Using her to fuck my cock as though her only purpose in life is to give me pleasure—and she was born for it. She is perfect for it.
I tug her harder against me, pushing deeper into her as I move her hips in circles. She can barely breathe. Her back is arched, and she’s given herself fully to my control.
Her legs begin to shake, and her breathing becomes erratic.
“Yes, darling, give me control of that beautiful little pussy. I want to feel you come all over my cock.” As I say it, her body tenses, then convulses, as pleasure slams into her. I grind her even harder into me, her orgasm becomes more intense, and the sight of her pushes me into a frenzy. I start lifting her and slamming her back down onto my cock. Over and over again.
A second orgasm hits her before the first has even finished, and I can’t stop myself as I explode deep inside her. My cock pulses and throbs and twitches, rock hard and shooting hot cum into her pussy.My pussy. She belongs to me.
With my breathing heavy, I roll to the side, lying on my back, pulling her onto my chest and wrapping my arms around her perfect body.
She lays over me with her cheek against my heart and her hair soft against my skin. Her breathing matches mine, her heart racing against my body.
We lie like that for a while, and I lift the blanket, dragging it over us.
She snuggles against me, an intimate sweetness in her movements and my cock begins to grow hard again. She shifts in surprise, but I tighten my arms around her. I push her legs apart so she’s lying on my chest with them spread on either side of me. Then I push my cock into her again.
Her pussy is still dripping with my come as I begin to fuck her again.
