Page 72 of Fall into Savagery

“N-Nikolay?”

“Yeah?” I asked, pulling back and taking in the hickey I had just given her. If I could, I would leave her covered in my marks forever.

“Are you going to fuck me?”

I smiled and ran my lips up and down the gentle curve of her jawline.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” I asked.

She pulled at her hands, trying to escape my hold. I tightened my grip marginally and pushed my hips down once more. Her eyes rolled back and she tried to push up, trying to find that delicious friction I was denying her.

“Answer me, baby. Beg me for it. Make it pretty, and I’ll fuck you, and I’ll make it good.”

She whimpered.

I knew she was wet for me. I thrust my hip two more times, knowing I could come from this alone.

“Please,” she said.

“Please, what?” I asked, pulling down the straps of her dress and baring her to my gaze.

I licked my lips and took one hard nipple in my mouth, rolling it gently around with my teeth.

Her back arched, letting out a small groan, bringing her closer to me.

“You taste so good,” I said, sucking more of her in my mouth.

My hand moved down between our bodies. I scrunched her dress up to her waist before bringing my hand back down once more, settling in between her legs.

She sucked in a sharp breath when I pulled her panties to the side, my fingers seeking out her wet center.

I gently massaged her drenched flesh, watching as light moved in her animated eyes.

I loved it when she looked like this.

Like she was on the very edge of losing control, and I was the only one who could push her right over.

I stabbed a single finger inside her tight heat, reveling in the feel of her surrounding me.

Fuck. I couldn’t wait to feel her around my dick.

She looked at me as I thrust my finger in and out of her at a steady pace. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out.

“You feel so good around my finger, princess. I fucking miss this. Miss this fucking greedy cunt that belongs to me.”

She clenched from my words, and I quickened my pace.

“Isn’t that right?” I asked.

“Oh, God. Nikolay.”

I moved forcefully against her, until my knuckles brushed up against her swollen clit.

“Answer me, princess. Doesn’t this cunt belong to me?”

She nodded, her skin flushed and her breath coming in stutters.

I smiled viciously. “Words, baby. I need your words. Say ‘this cunt belongs to you, Nikolay.’”

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