Page 49 of Caged in Desire
She knew what those words would do. I could tell by the little twinkle in her eye and her smirk that she knewexactlywhat she was doing. I should’ve mounted her right then and there for being such a little brat. Painted the goddamn snow with her virgin blood as I tore into her tight little cunt.
I’m damn near jogging as I make my way up to my bed with my wife thrown over my shoulder. I can hear her squealing from behind me, her words barely intelligible as she pleads for me to set her down. I’m done with her clever little taunts. She asked for this, and I’m more than fucking ready to oblige. Regardless of whether she fully knew what she was asking for or not.
Reaching the top of the stairs, I glance down the hall that leads to her suite. A room she’ll never sleep in again. She’ll be warming my bed for the rest of her life, and if she protests, I’ll chain her to it.
It doesn’t take any time before I’m kicking through my door, tearing her coat off, and throwing her on the bed.Ourbed. She squeaks again when she hits the mattress. By the time she’s stopped bouncing, I’ve managed to rid myself of my pants. Her gaze turns from surprise to pure lust as I stride toward her, my painfully hard cock bobbing with each step, eager to fill her up.
Reaching the bed, I grab her ankle, pulling her toward me just enough to be able to find the waistband of her yoga pants. In one quick motion, I pull her pants and panties off. I can see the outline of her pink nipples pebbled beneath her thin cotton tank top. Reaching up, I rip the flimsy fabric right down the middle, her perky breasts springing free as her chest heaves with her deep breaths.
Her mouth opens, but before she can say a word, I flip her over onto her stomach, pulling the ripped top down to her wrists to bind them together. I place a hand on the small of her back to calm her shaking, as I use my other to fist my cock. Lining the tip up to her entrance, I can’t help the groan that escapes me when I feel how soaked she is. I ease my head in slowly, just enough to stabilize myself so I can let go and use my free hand to push her head down into the mattress before I…
Thrust.
“Fuuuucking fuck.”I growl, throwing my head back once I’m buried to the hilt. I’ve never felt anything so tight in my life.
Her screams are muffled as I drive forward, the force of my thrust pushing her even further into the comforter. I know it hurt her. I could feel myself prying open her walls as I breached her forbidden channel. It’s a fight for my life not to immediatelystart fucking into her, but I want to give her a moment to adjust to my size.
“Oh, my poor girl, does that hurt?” She tries her best to nod with my hand forcing her head down. As I lean forward to whisper in her ear, the angle forces me deeper, resulting in more screaming and squirming beneath me. “Fuckinggood.It should hurt because you saved it for me, didn’t you? Because it belongs to Daddy.”
Her deep, animalistic scream echoes as she clenches around me.
“You need to get used to this cock, and quickly,wife,because you're going to be full of me more often than not,” I say, pulling away and giving her a few half thrusts. She’s wetter with every stroke, and it doesn’t take long before she calms, her frantic screams transforming into moans of pleasure.
“Isn’t this what you wanted, little girl? You wanted Daddy in this pussy, right? You wanted itso badlythat you pushed and pushed. Now, you're going to lie there and fucking take it.”
With that, I plunge into her with all the force I have. I’ve given up on trying to hold her face down since it's hardly softening the sounds of her moans. Combined with the sound of our skin slapping as her wetness coats my cock and the bed, it’s music to my ears.
“You want to know how to help Daddy with stress? It’s just like this. Letting me fuck into that tight little cunt of yours as hard as I want.Whenever I want, Katarina.There won't be an inch of this estate where you'll be safe from me.”
She grips me like a vise at my words. “Oh, do you like it when Daddy talks to you like that? You do, because you’re my dirty little girl, aren’t you, Katarina? You get off on the thought of letting Daddy have his way with you?”
I know she can’t talk right now. Not with how fast I’m fucking into her. But she’s trying her best to nod. And her cunt is aboutto cut my blood flow off by how hard it’s squeezing me. It feelsso fucking good. Better than anything has ever felt. In fact, I didn’t know pussy could even be this good. Still, something is missing.
Looking down at my tiny wife, writhing on the bed beneath me, I realize I need more of her. I need her eyes and her mouth. I need her hands on me. I need her skin. Her chest against mine so that I can feel her heart pounding in a synchronized rhythm to my own as we bring each other to the edge of release.
After I make fast work of untying her arms, I pull out of her slowly, fighting my better judgment with every inch to stay buried inside her forever. I’m barely out for ten seconds, but it feels like a lifetime.
I quickly turn her over and pick her up, holding her weight with one arm while my other hand guides her back down on my dick. She’s so light in my arms, so easy to move up and down my length. My own little personal sex doll, but with a beating pulse and a hot little pussy that clings to my cock for dear life as I bring her down to meet every thrust.
“Mmm, Kitten, you're crying so prettily for me. Does it still hurt?” I say, licking away her tears one by one. “Because nothing's ever been in your pussy before, has it? And Daddy's too big…”
I grab the back of her head, fisting her hair in my hand and bring it toward me, driving my tongue into her mouth the second our lips meet, stealing her moans and whimpers. Her hands are everywhere on me, scratching, grabbing, rubbing. I want to be able to do the same.
“Umph!” She breathes as I slam her into the wall, freeing up one of my hands to run over her perfect, soft body. For the first time since this started, I pause to take her in. She’s the definition of debauched. Her hair is a tangled mess, her face is flushed, and her eyes are hooded.She’s stunning.
I can't stop looking into her eyes. I'm not...I've never.Fuck. I want to stare at my wife until she knows every piece of my soul. I want hers. I want to break her on my cock until she aches if she's not full of me.
I slow my thrusts, angling my hips so that I hit both her clit and that sweet spot inside that has her shaking every time I rub across it. I can feel fluttering around me as her body tenses.
I didn’t expect her to come this first time, but I can feel how close she is. Breaking my pace, I drive into her as hard as I can. This time, when I’m buried as deep as I can go, she doesn’t scream. Instead, the sexiest moan I’ve ever heard falls from her lips as her eyes roll back. “Fuuuck, Daddy…yeeesss.”
The pictures rattle as I fuck her into the wall like a rabid animal, groping and biting every part of her I can reach, but I can’t bring myself to stop. She’s fucking begging me for more. Moaning my name. Calling me Daddy. “Please, He-Henry. Harder, right there. Oh God,yes!More Daddy, more.Harder, faster.Fuck!Yes, Daddy. Oh God,yes!”
I’m about to lose my resolve. My balls tighten as they slap against her ass, tingling with every thrust.
“You're squeezing me so tight. Do you want something? You want my cum, Kitten?”
She’s barely holding it together, her words broken. “Thought…you…didn’t…witho…condom.”
