Page 50 of A Dark Duet

I do as he asks, trusting him. He bends his head to look at my exposed ass and shaved pussy. He pulls his shorts down and he slides his cock forcefully inside me while he grips my hips hard. The pain his cock is inflicting is a welcome pleasure as I watch him bite his lip while he pounds into me. My knees almost buckle, but he holds me, sliding in and out. He slides his finger inside the puckered hole of my ass with the pressure of his cock inside of me, pleasure mixes with pain, and it makes me feel alive.

The pounding of his huge cock feels like my insides are tearing. I like it, and I want more. Watching him fuck me over and over, I don’t even want to come, getting off on the pain he is inflicting.

He notices and looks at me in the mirror, moving us over to the bed. He lays me face down on the edge and holds both my hands behind my back to keep me still, and I let him. I let him fuck me raw, hard, and fast.

I widen my legs, standing, jutting my ass to give him better access to my pussy, and he slides in, balls deep. I moan, reveling in the pleasure and pain. I push my ass back while he slams into me.

From this position, I can still see us in the mirror as he fucks me raw like a caged animal not holding back. When he finds his rhythm, my pussy clenches around his cock, milking it.

“Harder. Fuck me harder, Nate.” His cock swells, pulsing inside me, and I know he is on the brink of coming.

He pulls my hair around his hand. “You like to watch my big, fat cock fucking you?”

I moan.

“This pussy is mine and I’ll kill anyone who touches it,” he says, looking at the pure lust and desire in my eyes through the mirror, knowing his cock is causing both pleasure and pain and that it’s him inflicting it, branding me, and making me his.

He pulls out, turns me onto my back, and holds my legs open with my ass on the edge of the bed. He looks down, admiring my open pussy ready for his fucking. He slides his finger down, the wetness dripping toward my ass, coating it, slipping it inside my tight hole.

“Next time, I’m going to pound this sweet ass. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

I look into his face, reaching for the thick chain around his neck, and bring it close to mine. “Yes,” I whisper.

His eyes turn black with pure lust and desire, the monster inside unhinged and waiting to feast. He licks my neck, sliding his tongue into my mouth while his cock slides in and out of my aching, swollen pussy. I bite his lip, drawing blood as he fucks me faster and harder while the metallic taste of his blood drips on my tongue.

“Come for me, baby. I want you to come all over my cock while I pound your sweet pussy,” he says against my mouth.

I didn’t think I could come, but an orgasm builds inside me, gripping me, taking me over the edge, and I moan as he continues to pound me harder. When I come, he’s pounding into me hard with deep thrusts, and my pussy floods all over his cock as I moan his name.

I open my eyes after the stars have cleared. His eyes are closed while my pussy pulses. He pulls out, drops to his knees, and eats my pussy, sucking all my juices down to my ass. He sucks and sucks until I am completely clean.

He continues to suck and eat my pussy. He hooks my legs over his shoulders, sucking my clit. I scream in pleasure, a pleasure only he can give and I come hard on his tongue. He raises his head and when I think he’s done, he stands, his erect cock jutting out, and he slides it inside me, fucking me, in and out.

“Your pussy tastes so good,” he says while watching his cock slide in and out, the folds of my pussy wrapped around his thick shaft.

“Hold on, baby,” he whispers.

I nod. He slams into me, looking into my eyes. His thrusts are deep and powerful, and I cannot lie, my pussy is raw and sore from him fucking me. I have never felt so alive. He thrusts into me one last time. I grab his ass, pushing him deeper into me, while his cock spills his hot cum inside, heating my raw flesh.

When he pulls out, there is a little blood mixed with cum on his cock. He frowns and raises his head with a worried look.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No, I’m fine. I promise. I needed it.”

To ease his mind, I push him off me, and when he stands, I slide to my knees and grab his still-hard cock in my hand. I suck on it, cleaning the blood mixed with both of our cum, his eyes closed, holding my head steady as I take him completely inside my mouth to the back of my throat. It’s dirty and I like it. Because it’s his and mine.

I keep licking and sucking his cock all the way to his balls. He groans when I slide my tongue back up around the head of his dick and lick the last drop of his salty cum. I slide my mouth off with a pop.

“Your cock is delicious.”

He smiles as he raises me to my feet, kissing me, feeling the bite mark I made and the taste of blood on his broken skin. He can taste us inside my mouth and it’s perfect. I pull back, breaking the kiss. “I’m sorry I bit your lip.”

He smirks. “See, and I thought I was hurting you.”

“There is nothing left to hurt,” I say as the light goes out of my eyes.

I get up and walk toward the bathroom to take another shower. My pussy is so sore and raw, I think I’m going to be limping.

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