Page 9 of Cruel God

I traced my finger down her spine watching as goosebumps erupted across her body, my blood already humming with ecstasy. I dragged my finger all the way down to the slit of her ass, and when I felt her wet entrance, I forced two fingers inside her, causing a moan to escape her beautiful mouth.

My cock ached, and I had to palm my length, give it a few strokes for some relief. I positioned myself behind her, her cunt blossoming just for me. This was the closest I’d ever get to heaven…by fucking the paradise between her legs.

Guiding my cock, I dragged the tip down the slit of her ass, between the swollen and soaked lips of her pussy until I could nudge against her entrance. The anticipation, the knowledge of knowing how fucking good it feels inside her had the beast pounding inside my chest, wanting out, wanting to devour her. Wanting to tear her the fuck apart.

Her heat welcomed me as I thrust inside her, pushing so damn deep, she cried out in both pain and pleasure as her pussy took all of me. Biting my bottom lip, possessed with the most primal instinct to fuck, I grabbed her hair, fisting it, pushing her face and shoulders roughly into the mattress, causing her ass to lift higher and her legs to spread wider. Without pulling out of her even a little, I grabbed both her arms and gripped them firmly in one hand behind her back. It was a painful lock I had on her arms and shoulders, but I didn’t give a shit. She wanted it hard. She wanted it to hurt. She wanted me to use her.

Flexing my hips I pounded into her—rough, hard, and without remorse. A guttural moan echoed from the back of my throat as Hope’s sweet cries dripped off the walls. Hope had a petite build, a tiny body that easily marked her as fragile. Even after all this time, and countless nights of fucking her, her body still struggled to accommodate my impossibly hard cock sometimes. But that was just too fucking bad. She could handle the pain. In fact, she was just as addicted to it as I was. We were twisted and fucked up thrown together into a pit of nothing but darkness. It was insane, but it was so fucking good.

I pulled out of her, and then thrust back in, letting her wet warmth wrap around me once more. Over and over, I pounded into her, fucking her so hard her ass bounced with every thrust. Her cheek was firmly planted into the mattress until her screams and moans were all muffled by the sheets.

“Do you want to come?” Sweat beaded at my temples.

Her inaudible words annoyed the fuck out of me, so I pulled her hair and forced her up, bringing my lips close to her ear. “Do you. Want to. Come?”

“Yes, master.” She breathed, almost unable to speak.

“Too fucking bad. I’m not ready for you to come yet.”

I forced her back down and gave another hard thrust that caused her knees to falter, her hips moving further away, causing my cock to slip out of her.

“Fuck!” I gripped her hips hard and yanked her back. “Stay still, do you understand me? Do not fucking move away from me.” My cruel hand came down hard against her ass, the sound of my palm smacking her skin filling the room. “Move again and I won’t let you come. You hear me? I will fuck you until dawn and deny you a single release.” I was all for pain, but the agony of slipping out of her before I came was fucking excruciating.

I continued to fuck her relentlessly, driving into her like a goddamn piston, pushing as deep as her body would allow. Sweat trickled down my back, the hot pleasure shooting like coals through my body. Even though I already felt that sweet, satisfying ache start to spread down my spine, I pushed it back to the far corners of my mind wanting to be inside her longer…wanting to fuck her longer.

“Master, I need to come,” Hope begged, her hips starting to rock against me, searching for more, needing it harder.

“Jesus Christ. I don’t want it to be over yet, but you’re making me lose control, Hope. You’re making me lose fucking control, and I can’t let that happen.”

With another smack of my palm against her ass, I pulled out of her and gripped her hips, twisting her around onto her back. Her naked tits and aching body were a sight for sore eyes; every curve shaped to entice me. With her legs on each side of me, I slipped my hands under her ass, lifting her hips off the mattress before plunging back into her greedy cunt.

Hope closed her eyes, her mouth formed in the perfect O. Her tits bounced; her pink nipples teasing me, making me want to suck them raw.

Her moans and my roars created a filthy melody between the four walls; the smell of sex and electric current of lust intoxicating us both. I wanted so much more from her, but I had already taken everything she had to give, yet it still wasn’t enough.

By the way her back arched, and her hips matching my every thrust I knew she was about to come.

I jerked her one leg up and placed it over my shoulder before pushing my strong body forward, wanting to thrust deeper inside her. Another cry of pleasure mixed with the exquisite pain I knew she was feeling deep between her legs came out of her mouth, and I pushed even deeper.

“Do you need it rough, Hope?”

“Yes.” She breathed. “I need it.”

Her brown eyes opened, and she stared straight at me, her eyes now nothing but dark orbs of wicked lust and twisted desire. “Give me what I need…please.”

And then without hesitating I slapped her breast; then the other, my red handprints protruding almost instantly. She cried out, and I felt her pussy tighten around my shaft, pulsing as her orgasm took her entire body captive.

“That’s my girl.” I grabbed her throat, her collar just below my palm, and then started squeezing, pushing my fingers deeper into her skin just below her jaw. Her mouth opened, her eyes growing wide as her back arched before me. Gasping for breath, she didn’t once try to fight me. She didn’t claw at my hand or tried to pull my wrist. She just lay there in complete surrender, knowing I could end her life right here, right now—fuck her until her lungs drowned and body broke.

My sweet, sweet butterfly.

And with one more deep, hard thrust her climax ripped through her. Pleasure wracked through her body making her shake all over, the skin on her chest and neck flushed from the blood currently swooshing through her veins, carried by the force of her orgasm. Her pussy clamped down around my cock while her moans hit the goddamn roof, and just like that she tore my own orgasm out of me.

A loud groan thundered through the room as I came, pulsing my orgasm deep inside her while both of us milked the very last drop of our pleasure from each other.

I didn’t stop. My body continued to move, my cock still feeling every inch of the inside of her cunt. I wanted to be there, to have my cock be a part of her for as long as fucking possible. To me there was no better feeling than showing her, proving to her over and repeatedly that she belonged to me, and no one else.

Slowly I came down from the high, my body trembling and cock growing limp. I loosened my grip around her throat and fell on top of her, our bodies slippery from the sweat, our chests rising and falling with each labored breath.

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