Page 62 of Plus-Size Bride Forced By the Bratva
My groan deepened, face twisted in ecstasy as her fist glided hard and fast with a pace that left no mercy.
“Fuck!” I growled like a wounded animal.
“Yes, Daddy,” she moaned, looking up at my face as if savoring the pleasure etched on it. “Where would you like to cum tonight?”
I was too lost in ecstasy to give a response without making a fool of myself. My lips were quivering, eyes squeezed shut as I released deep groans that signaled my arrival.
She kept working on me, her hands moving in a rapid blur, designed to undo me. Her strokes were ruthless, slick, and unyielding, each one dragging an even deeper groan from my chest.
I was climaxing, consumed by her handjob.
Still, she didn’t stop—didn’t even break her rhythm.
I was losing my mind. My legs could no longer carry weight, and my brain had completely shut down.
“Whenever you’re ready, I want you to shoot your entire load into my mouth,” she said, her sweet voice sending chills down my spine. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
I’d never been the type to announce my arrival with words—I’d rather let my growl do that for me. But tonight, Ravyn’s excellent performance forced the words out of me.
“God, I’m cumming!” My whole body stiffened, my breath hitched, and my eyes widened in shock.
“I wanna taste it,” she said, desperate and needy. “Please, give it to me—gimme your cum, Daddy,” she added, her voice laced with urgency, her mouth wide with anticipation.
“Fuccckkk!” I exploded, legs shaking beneath me.
“Yesssss!” Delight lit up her face. “Give me every last drop.”
My load sprayed all over her stuck-out tongue, dripping down her lips and chin. The release drained me of strength, especially as I looked down at her face, part of which was dotted with my load.
She gazed up at me through her lashes, a wide grin playing on her lips. The sight was sinful, yet erotic. Her mouth was open, glistening as though she was basking in the mess I’d made of her.
Her throat bobbled, and I watched her swallow me down in one smooth gulp. Ravyn scooped what was left on her lips with her fingers, then swept her palms across her face, smearing the remaining streaks over her cheeks.
“Mmm. Yum!” she said, still holding my gaze.
I helped her to her feet, shock rippling through me, sharp and unexpected. For a moment, I could only stare in amazement, breath caught in my throat. I tried to speak but couldn’t find the words. For the first time, a woman had left me speechless after sex.
Her blue eyes bore into mine, a hint of hunger simmering beneath the surface. She wasn’t done with me yet. Not by a long shot.
Chapter 27 —Ravyn
My fingers clutched the sheets tightly, my back arching as soft purrs escaped my lips. His head was buried under the hem of my dress, his tongue parting my folds with practiced ease.
His hands gripped my thighs, holding me in place as he ate my pussy like a hungry beast. I reached down, fingers ruffling his hair and pushing his head deeper between my legs. I couldn’t get enough of him, and clearly, neither could he.
He caressed my thighs, fondled my breasts, and ate more ferociously. Each flick of his tongue was deliberate and precise, his fingers tuning my nipples. I bucked my hips, grinding hard against his mouth.
I threw one hand into my hair, as if to curtail the sweet sensation jolting to my brain. My eyes rolled backward, legs shaking in the air. The feeling was electric, and the more I tried to pull away, the more he dragged me back, his strong hands pinning my thighs to the mattress.
It appeared he was trying to beat my record—make me feel as good as I’d made him feel earlier. And so far, he was doing a pretty good job at pleasing me.
Lev touched me like he knew he owned every inch of my body. He was just as great with his mouth as he was with his fingers and cock. His tongue performed magic on my cunt, reaching places inside me I didn’t think were humanly possible.
“Oh, Lev, you’re killing me softly,” I moaned, tugging at the sheets beneath me.
He didn’t answer; he was too busy making me feel like a woman. His drool mixed with my juice, and he sucked every drop with noisy slurps. He raised my legs higher, licking both of my holes, one at a time.
His fingers joined in on the fun, alternating between my ass and my pussy. When he was eating one, he was fingering the other and vice versa. At this point, all I could do was moan for him, say things even I couldn’t understand.
