Page 26 of Embracing My Nightmare
He lifted me from under my arms and carried me into the bedroom. With a firm toss, I landed on the bed with a bounce and was quickly pounced on. He gripped both my hands with one of his and he held them to the bed as he shoved in between my spread legs. Slipping the head of his cock between my sticky lips, he brushed the hair off my face.
“Such a good girl.” Devlin shoved his hard cock into me, forcing a scream at the sudden intrusion. “And good girls get rewarded,” he purred with a wild look in his eyes.
Tears spilled and I tried to push them back. He whispered in my ear as he pumped into my drenched channel. “That’s it. You feel so good, baby. Your perfect cunt was made for me.” He slammed his hips against me, and I felt him pushing against my womb.
He had my arms pinned above my head and was thrusting harder and faster, filling me with his love. I felt my arousal run down my ass as he plunged his monster cock deeper and deeper with each thrust.
My pussy clenched around his shaft, and he reached down, rubbing my throbbing clit in tight circles. I was helpless to his aggressions and was teetering on the precipice of the most intense and soul shattering orgasm of my life. He hammered into me and I broke apart, my orgasm splashing out of me as he roared “Mine” into the room, filling me with his cum.
His grip released my wrists and I felt his hand slip around my throat as the edges of my vision became hazy. His hips rocked slower into me, drawing out my pleasure before I plunged into euphoric darkness.
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Devlin
HAVING ELISE PASS OUTfrom the force of her orgasm made me feel like a fucking king. I kissed her forehead as I withdrew my cock from her. Watching our combined release slip out of her was making me hard again and I wouldn’t take advantage of her like that, yet.
I smirked as I went into the bathroom and cleaned her orgasm from my skin. Putting my clothes back on, I took a washrag into the bedroom, wiping her before pulling the covers up, and softly stroking her hair. Her eyes fluttered open, green orbs shining up at me as the sun rose through her window.
“What was that?” she asked, her voice thick as she sat up, pulling the sheet over her perky tits.
“You passed out on my cock, lamb.” Grinning victoriously at her, she blushed, tucking a lock of light brown hair behind her ear.
She was studying her lap and I lifted her head with my finger, urging her to look at me. Swallowing, I leaned in and spoke against her lips, needing her to absorb the words as I declared them to her.
“I love you, Elise. I have since the first moment you looked up at me. You’re mine, lamb. I’m never letting you go.”
“I love you too. So much it hurts.”
Smiling at me, I kissed her softly, a stark contrast to what my brain was telling me to do. The need to bend her over and spank her while I ass fucked her was pushing me hard. She could have been hurt and if she would have listened to me, she would have been safe in her apartment. My lamb needed me to keep her in line, but I was looking forward to the challenge she would throw down.
“I need to feed you. Take a shower while I order some breakfast.” No request, just instructions. Elise needed to learn I had her best interests at heart in every action I did.
My cock lurched in my pants as she climbed naked from the bed and walked into the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on and I called James. I was going over what she told me when he answered.
“What’s the word?”
“He warned her that when I was done playing with her, I wouldn’t need her anymore. He told her she is disposable, basically. Who the fuck is he, James?”
Pacing the room, I tugged at my hair as I listened to my lamb singing softly from the shower. Her melodic voice was drifting through the apartment, filling the space and my heart with happiness.
“You’re not going to believe this, Dev. Seriously, I need for you to promise me you’ll keep yourself under control when I tell you what I found out. Elise doesn’t need to see you lose your shit.”
“Tell me.” Even I was taken aback by the deadly tone in my voice. I had never been so angry in my life, but James was right. Elise didn’t need to see my anger so quickly. Correction, she never needed to see that part of me again.
“Heads up,” James responded and disconnected the call.
Looking at the phone, I heard her small voice behind me. “Is everything okay?”
I turned and plastered a fake smile on my face as I opened my arms to her. She walked into my hug and the smile became real. Kissing her soft lips, I inhaled her clean scent, vanilla and brown sugar making my mouth water.
“Everything is perfect. I need to order something for you to eat.”
She smiled and nodded happily. Calling the corner diner, I ordered her a waffle with strawberries, a side of crispy bacon, and myself a southwestern omelet. They promised a quick delivery and I led Elise to the patio, her small fingers entwined with mine. If taking care of her put that kind of happiness on her face, I would pamper her forever. She deserved nothing but good after the bad she experienced.
I sat down on the large chair and pulled her into my lap. Reaching over, I found a half-smoked joint in the ashtray and handed it to her. She lit it and took a deep draw before offering it to me. I declined with a raise of my hand and she turned to face the lake, her small body pressed against my chest. Inhaling deeply, her body relaxed as she finished, dropping the last of the joint into the ashtray as she turned to me.
“I have to leave in a couple of hours to have lunch with my parents. Do you . . . do you want to join me?”
