Page 61 of Destined for the Devil
I leaned over to whisper in her ear, and my cock came right up against her wet and warm entrance, driving us both crazy. "Does my Angel like that?" She nodded quickly, but I needed to hear her say it. "Use your words, baby."
"Yes! Fuck! Yes, I liked it!" she cried, her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth pressed against the sheets, pouty, pink, and used.
"Mmm. You’re such a dirty girl. You want daddy to fuck that tight little asshole one day, baby?"
“Oh my God,” she prayed. “Yes. Yes, I want that.” Her confession was so quiet, but once my tongue landed on her again, she yelled it out.
I teased her for just a minute longer, swirling my tongue all over her pussy and that delicious ass just to hear her moans. The little sounds she was making were driving me fucking crazy. I didn’t know why her voice was such a turn on, all previous women did nothing for me.
I ran my fingers up her back, onto her neck, and on her jaw, my tattoos such a dark contrast to her unblemished skin. “Open your mouth,” I ordered, lightly biting her shoulder.
Without hesitation, she followed my instructions, and I plunged two fingers inside her mouth, wanting to own all of her. She sucked them without me having to ask.
Good girl.
"You want my cock inside you,moya devochka?" I asked, pushing my fingers deeper into her mouth until words were no longer an option. I brushed that wild mane out of her face to make sure that I could enjoy the sight. I wanted to see every moment of need. Every trace of her desperation.
Then I moved lower, grabbing my cock and sliding in between her asscheeks—taunting, still not giving her what she wanted.
Beg—that’s what I wanted from her. Isla moaned around my fingers, her back arching, trying to increase the sensation, but I kept at it, just grazing her. Drawing it out. Driving her insane.
When I finally pulled my fingers out of her mouth, the begging came instantly. “Please, Daddy…please fuck me!” she cried, breathless and wrecked. “I can’t—Ican’tanymore!”
My cock throbbed painfully, the edging making me delirious. "Yes, baby. I love to hear you so desperate, Angel. It makes me want to deny you again and again.”
“Ugh, please, Daddy,please!”She sobbed, tears sparkling in her eyes. She lifted up her hips, and the position was perfect.
I finally delivered.
I thrust inside her warm and soaked pussy so fucking hard, her entire body jolted up the bed. She cried out, and I lost myself, all reality fading into nothing.
I only saw her—my Angel beneath me, my body overwhelmed with lust and love for her. With my hand on her bound wrists, I filled my lungs with air and slipped out, my heart pumping faster from the sight.
“Yeah, Daddy, just like that…”
I gave my Angel what she so deserved, thrusting inside her again and squishing her with my weight. Her soft breast in one hand, I pressed into her neck with the other, keepingher still and all for me.
Isla’s voice traveled through me with every hard thrust that I delivered. I listened to her with my eyes closed, submerged in pure bliss, my lips on hers, my body dominating her.
Harder. Faster. Rougher. I gave her everything she asked for. With every groan that tore from my throat, the rhythm only grew more intense. Punishing. I held her tight, locking her in place, her body unmoving beneath mine as I watched her through half-lidded eyes—enjoying her beautiful face contort both in pleasure and pain.
I fucked her without mercy, dragging it out, refusing to let her catch her breath. No breaks. No pauses. Just my need, driving into her over and over again.
And fuck, Ilovedhearing her beg.
"Daddy...it's too much...it's too much." Her lies were interspersed with her moans of pure elation. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she gasped for air.
"Take it, baby. You're doing so well, Angel. I know you can take it all; you're my good girl. And my obedient little slut, aren't you?" I encouraged her, her groans taking me closer to the edge. "Tell me."
"I'm yours, Daddy! Fuck, I’m gonna come, fuck, don't stop!"
Just the way she liked, I applied slight pressure on her throat, feeling her come apart beneath me, her whole body shaking. Her pussy clenched around me, and I unraveled too, pumping into her everything I had, pushing in deeper and staying inside her, living in the moment.
This was fucking irreplaceable.Shewas irreplaceable. She was my life, my love, my lust. My fucking destiny.
When both of us mildly caught our breath, I immediately climbed offher, releasing her wrists as fast as I could. A pang of guilt overtook me. Her arms slumped down, and she lay there almost lifeless, taking short breaths in. “Are you okay?” I whispered, cupping her cheeks.
Fuck. After I came, I regretted the whole scene. It was one thing to call her my good girl and completely another to bring her skin to such a state and watch her slump down on the bed, barely moving.
