Page 61 of The Pakhan's Kidnapped Bride
Biting my lips, I fight for control, but I know how this game goes. The more I beg, the more I let him know how desperate I am to feel his cock inside me, the more he makes me wait.
He shoves my panties into his pocket and slaps the leather straps of his suspenders against his palm again.
“You’ve been teasing me,” he says.
“No—no, I haven’t,” I stammer, noting the intensity of his eyes.
“Really. Is that why you chose to wear this dress?”
I open my mouth to argue, but I can’t. It’s true. I have been teasing him.
“Eyes forward,” he commands.
I whimper, knowing the pain and pleasure of what is about to happen.
I bury my face against the blankets, my fingers already clawing into the duvet.
The first whip of leather falls across my ass cheeks, leaving a glowing red, heated line.
The pain spreads through my lower body, pooling between my legs, making my pussy throb.
He waits, building tension.
The second slap of leather is harder. It leaves another line, a welt of red. A ridge that I would be able to feel if I ran my hands over my skin.
I squeal in shock, wiggling to the side in reflex.
He chuckles and places his hand over my skin, his fingers slipping between my legs again.
“You’ve always loved this,” he whispers, his fingers sliding into me. “You can’t hide your body’s reaction.”
I glance back at him, and he stands up, sucking his fingers into his mouth while his dark eyes lock on me. He tugs his pants open and frees his massive cock. It’s rigid with thick veins running over the shaft.
“Eyes forward, kitten,” he warns me again.
The third whip of leather stings against my pussy, and I scream.
It’s a beautiful sensation, one that silences my thoughts and heightens every sensation in my body.
I bite the blankets and claw at them with my fingers—another whip across my pussy causes my eyes to water.
In the next instant, Emmanuil grabs my hips and thrusts his massive cock into my pussy.
I scream, the sound muffled against the blankets.
The pleasure is so intense it’s confusing for a moment, and I can’t breathe.
He slides slowly out and plunges into me again.
Reality slips away as he lays his body over mine, flattening me against the bed with his massive form and fucks me so hard the bed moves across the floor. His cock plunges into me from behind, forcing my pussy open, pushing deep inside me, and moving my insides. I can’t get enough of him.
He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back, kissing my neck, pulling me further, arching me towards him while he fucks me.
I turn my head to the side, and his lips press into mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth as his cock penetrates me over and over again.
I can’t tell him I’m close because the kiss is as incredible as his cock in my pussy. I don’t want either to stop.
But I am close. My body is humming, and pulsing, and sharp electric currents are shaking through me.
