She was never going to grow tired of hearing that. He pulled out of her, flipped her onto her knees, and slammed deep inside her once again. His hand wrapped in her hair at the same time his other hand slid between her thighs to stroke her clit.
Crying out his name over and over again, Natasha splintered apart in his arms, begging for more.
“Babe, I need to claim your ass tonight. Don’t ask me why but I need all of you.”
“I trust you.”
He pulled out of her pussy, and ordered her to stay on her knees, which she did. He returned with some lube. Smearing some over her anus, she glanced over her shoulder, and saw he was applying some on his own dick.
She closed her eyes, moaning as he pressed the tip against her ass. Without waiting for his instruction, she pushed out, and he slowly eased inside her. He took his time, holding onto her hip as he began to fuck her.
“How does it feel?”
“Hard, a little painful.” She whispered each of the words unable to control the pain and pleasure.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No. Don’t stop. I don’t want you to stop.”
“I won’t.”
He leaned down, kissing her neck. Both of his hands went to her shoulders, and with a final thrust all of his dick was inside her. She cried out his name, whimpering as he filled her ass.
“You’ve got all of me.”
“Never let me go, Saint.”
“Never.” He sucked on her pulse, nibbling at the beat. She closed her eyes basking in the pain and pleasure that were consuming them both.
When he started to move, she didn’t know what to expect. Pain, pleasure, disgust. She loved it. She loved being owned by him, being completely taken as he held her in place, and simply fucked her.
“Oh, that feels so good.”
He reached between them, and started to finger her pussy as he rode her ass. She pushed against him, wanting the pleasure that he was giving her.
“Please, please,” she said.
“Come for me, Nat.”
She did at his command, screaming his name.
He rode her ass, and seconds after her own orgasm, she heard and felt as he filled the condom with his cum, his cock pulsing.
Once it was over, he didn’t pull out of her. He wrapped his arms around her, and they fell to the bed.
“That was amazing.”
“There’s plenty more where that came from.” He snuggled in close, and Nat knew without a doubt that she had finally made the right choice.
Saint was hers, and she belonged to him.