Page 27 of Their Mate
“Please be gentle,” I begged.
“You don’t need gentle, bad girl. You need to be punished. That’s why that sweet little pussy is soaking wet.”
“Please!” I tried one last time.
“Do you need me to put you over my knee so I can spank your ass bright red first? Do you need that, naughty girl?”
I didn’t want that.
“No,” I whispered, my face hot as I imagined that very picture happening right now and I tried to ignore how my pussy clenched just thinking about it.
“Then ask me to punish this tight little asshole with my cock. Ask me to fuck you hard enough to make you come as pretty tears run down your cheeks.”
“I can’t,” I whimpered.
“You can,” he stated. Then he moved just a fraction of an inch closer, his cock pressing harder against my virgin asshole.
Oh, my god.
“Please,” I breathed, the words barely audible, even to my own ears. “Please fuck me.”
It was the only thing I could think of to say, the only thing that made sense in the moment, and even as the words flew free from my lips, I couldn’t believe I was saying them.
“Ask me properly,” Edward growled. “Say it.”
I swallowed hard, trying to find the courage to speak the words that would seal my fate.
“Please,” I managed, my voice trembling. “Please take my asshole. Stretch me open wide with that huge cock and fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make me come.”
Edward’s grip on my hips tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh. “That’s a good girl, little mate.”
And then my ordeal truly began.
I cried out as he forced the thick tip inside, the pressure unbearable. My breath caught in my throat as he continued to push deeper, stretching me wider than I ever thought possible. I writhed and wailed, my body resisting him, every inch agonizingly painful, but he was relentless, forcing his way inside me.
It felt like an eternity before he was fully seated inside me, his balls resting against my wet folds. I was panting, gasping for air, trying to adjust to the overwhelming fullness of him inside me.
He paused for a moment, allowing me to catch my breath before he started to move. His hips pulled back slowly before slamming forward again, his cock filling me completely with each thrust.
I cried out, the sensation of him inside my asshole almost too much to bear. I felt Logan and Jamie tighten their hold on me as I writhed in their grasp. But with each stroke, the feelings coursing through me started to change. The pain morphed into pleasure, and the pleasure into something else entirely. It was animalistic, and it made me feel both powerless and powerful at the same time.
His pace quickened, his hips slamming into mine with a force that shook my entire body.
I couldn’t stop the moans that escaped my lips, the sounds of my desire mingling with the wet slapping of flesh on flesh.
Jamie was pinching, flicking, and twisting my tender nipples. Logan’s hand slipped between my legs, finding my clit, rubbing it in time with Edward’s thrusts. The triple sensations sent me spiralingand I tried to hold back my orgasm, but it soon became too much. With everything in me, I fought it, trying to keep the rising pleasure from twisting and turning through me. With every thrust of Edward’s cock, Logan’s fingers on my clit, and Jamie’s torture of my nipples, I was fighting a losing battle, and I knew it.
“Please,” I begged; I didn’t know what for. Did I want to come? Did I want him to stop?Did I want him to keep going? “Oh, please!”
“Come for us, little mate,” Edward commanded, his voice rough with his own need. “Come for us now.”
And I did. The orgasm ripped through me, my pussy and ass spasming as I screamed. My legs trembled, my knees buckled, but the three of them held me upright, Edward’s cock still buried deep insideme.
“I can’t, I can’t,” I pleaded.
“You’re going to come again,” Edward growled. “I can feel your tight little bottom clenching around my cock. I know you can give me another one, little mate.”
“No, no, no, please.”
