Page 60 of Doomed
I position myself at her entrance again, the head of my cock barely pressing against her soaking wet pussy. She lifts her hips, trying to take me in, but I pull back with a dark chuckle.
“Not yet, princess. I need to hear you say it first.”
“Say what?” she gasps, frustration lacing her words.
I lean down, my lips brushing against her ear. “I need you to beg me to fill this tight little pussy. To flood you with my cum. To breed you.”
Her eyes widen in the mirror above us, pupils dilating further with arousal despite her shock.
“I’m not going to?—”
I circle her clit with the tip of my cock, and her sentence dissolves into a moan.
“Yes, you are,” I counter. “You’re going to beg me to breed you, Bianca. To pump you so full of my cum that there’s no questioning who owns you. I want you so full of my cum that this pretty pussy weeps it in delicious trails down your thighs with every step you take.”
She shakes her head, but her pussy clenches on nothing, desperate to be filled.
“Look at how wet you are at the thought,” I taunt, gathering her arousal on my fingers and bringing them to her lips. “Taste how much your body wants my seed.”
She licks my fingers clean without hesitation, moaning at her own taste.
“Tell me you want me to breed you,” I demand again, rubbing my cock through her folds. “Tell me you want to be filled with my cum, to feel it dripping out of you for days. Tell me you want to carry my child.”
“Knox, please,” she whimpers.
“Please what?” I press the head of my cock inside her entrance, then pull back. “Say it. Beg for it.”
Her resistance crumbles as I tease her mercilessly. “Please, Knox. Fill me. Breed me. I need your cum inside me.”
Her words trigger my animalistic side. A dark, possessive facet that I’ve been fighting to contain since the moment I met her.
“Fucking say that again,” I growl, my cock throbbing painfully at her surrender.
“Breed me, Knox,” she whispers. “Please...”
That’s it.I fucking snap.
“Watch us in the mirror,” I command, gripping the spreader bar. “Don’t you dare look away. I want you to see exactly what you do to me.”
Her eyes widen as she stares up at the mirror, and I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock stretching her slightly.
“Watch me claim what’s mine.”
With a primal roar, I slam inside her to the hilt in one brutal thrust. The sensation is fucking electric—her tight cunt enveloping me so perfectly I see stars. She screams, her back arching off the bed as much as the spreader bar will allow, but her eyes stay fixed on our reflection as ordered.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” I hiss through clenched teeth. “Made for my cock. Made to take my cum.”
I pull back, watching her face in the mirror as she feels every inch of me dragging against her walls, then drive back in hard. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as I set a punishing pace, my hips slamming against hers.
“Look at you,” I growl, my gaze alternating between her face and where our bodies join. “Your pretty little pussy sucking me in like it’s fucking dying of thirst and the only goddamn thing that will save it is my cum.”
She moans, her hands clenching.
“You’ve been teasing me for months,” I snarl, gripping her hips tighter. “Making me chase you when we both knew you’d end up here—spread open on my cock, begging to be bred.”
Her pussy clenches me at my words, openly declaring just how much my filth turns her on.
“That’s it,” I praise darkly. “Squeeze my cock. Force out every drop of cum from me. Show me how badly you want to be filled.”
