Page 96 of She will Always be Mine

My palms are sweaty from trying to stay still for him. When I look down, I realize his grip on my neck is the only anchor holding me in place every time he moves. His balls slap against the underside of my breasts and the sound is so filthy and erotic to my ears.

“Riaan. Please let me cum,” I beg, even though I promised I wouldn’t when I feel my core tighten again. His seductive cruelty alone is enough to bring me closer to my orgasm. His filthy words, rough touch, and maddening cock is all too much to handle. I can’t take it without letting it consume me alive.

“Bad girls don’t cum.” He clicks his tongue. When I open my mouth to plead again, his hand on my throat slides up to my jaw and he shoves his thumb inside, “Suck while I cum all over you.” he orders, desire heavy in his voice. “I’m going to teach you a lesson every day until I’m satisfied. And only then will you earn the luxury to cum. Your orgasms belong to me. Do you understand?”

“I’ll be good,” I mumble when his digit slips out.

Ripping one of my hands away from my chest, he squeezes and slaps my right breast hard on the side before holding it in his vicious grasp. My back arches but I can’t move and can only take the pain as it spreads into warmth. His cock looks even more angry and hard while I take in the look on his face. I can tell he’s close to an orgasm.

Jaw clenched, eyes narrowed, and shoulders bunched, he fucks me like I’m just a toy made for his pleasure, his to use and his to own. His angry grunts teases my ears like a melody. I slide my free hand over his tightened abs underneath his shirt and run my nails over his skin. Animalistic need darkens his features and it makes me want to push him further.

“Cum for me, Riaan. Paint me in with it,” I whisper shyly, and my dirty request sends him over the edge. His hips jerk unevenly and with one last thrust, he spurts his orgasm over my nipples, my neck, and even my face.

“Fuck,” he groans in pleasure.

My pussy throbs, feeling empty, and my lower stomach tightening as my own orgasm stays out of reach. He’s got me hooked to his domineering control that I can’t come without his permission. I both love and hate it.

Our breaths remain harsh as my arms fall to my sides and my head feels heavy while he stares at his milky white cum covering my skin.

His eyes shine and burn with intensity and possessiveness. I’m shocked when I find his dick is still semi-hard even after he came all over me like a savage.

“Don’t be surprised, baby. I have two months of pent-up need to fuck you. Your pussy is going to feel it all very soon, every day and night. You won’t be able to walk without feeling me between your thighs,” he promises and I know today was nothing compared to what’s waiting for me. “Even when it becomes too much, I won’t stop until you’re dripping all over me.”

Taking my hand, he pulls me up and once I’m standing before him, he rubs his cum all over my skin. I sway while warmth spreads through my body and he catches me before I could fall forward.

As always, he handles me with care, by pulling my top down until I’m no longer naked. I hiss when it slides over my too sensitive nipples and I know they’re going to be sore for days.

“Once we get home, I’ll put gel on them to take away the pain. Okay?”

I nod. His sweet gesture makes me feel treasured.

“I smell like you,” I whisper with a smile, and he grins.

“I should claim you like this every day so you never forget you belong to me, baby,” he murmurs while tilting my face toward his and I blush. “So beautiful and all mine.”

“I missed you, Riaan.”

The words just fall like rain on a cloudy day, unstoppable and stormy.

It could be because my walls are down or the lines have become blurry. It could be because my body and mind are floating. It could simple be because I’m tethered to him in the moment where the past and the future doesn’t exist.

Whatever the case may be, the truth just pours out of my heart.

“I might’ve walked away from you but I barely lived.”

Kissing my forehead, he whispers against it, “I know baby. I missed you too.”

Chapter Thirty-Two

RIAAN

Touching and claiming Nyra never takes the edge off.

I’m a fucking fiend when it comes to her body. As soon as I’m finished, I want her again.

I have to hide my smile when Nyra sucks in a sharp breath as she tightens the seat belt around herself and it slides over her sensitive breasts. I’m pretty sure I bruised her pretty nipples with my need to mark her and went too rough on her.

“Stop gloating. I can practically hear your smile,” she grumbles as if she can hear my thoughts.

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