Page 26 of The Nightmare King

I growled into her pussy. I wanted to order her to come, but I didn't dare stop what I was doing. I had found what worked to bring her pleasure, and I wasn't quitting until she came. Then finally, with her screams ringing in my ears, she broke, her orgasm making her clit throb in time with my thrashing tongue. I let up on the pressure but didn't stop until her whole body collapsed, going slack against the mattress. With a satisfied grunt, I let go of my hold on her. I slid up her body while shoving my pants and boxers down over my ass.

Without warning, I lined my cock up with her entrance, knowing that what I was about to do would hurt her. I notched the fat head of my cock there, pressing in just enough to make sure I wouldn't slip back out. Then, I wrapped my hand around her throat and waited for a beat. As soon as her eyes flew open at the feeling of my fingers squeezing to get her attention, I held her gaze with mine.

“Jack,” she whispered hesitantly. “I’ve never done this before.” Her face was red with her embarrassment. I flexed my fingers around her neck at her words. Suspecting it and knowing were two different things, and it brought the fierce possessiveness I’d been fighting for so long to come raging inside me.

“Neither have I.” She stared up at me with eyes wide at my words.

With a hard thrust of my hips, I shoved my huge cock into her tight as fuck hole. I had to fight to keep my eyes open on hers, not wanting to miss a single reaction. Her cunt squeezed me like a vice, making me wince, and I fought hard to control my instinct to pound my lust into her. I watched as her eyes widened dramatically and then watered. A single tear slid from the corner of her eye, and I couldn't hold back from leaning down to lick the teardrop away, savoring it on my tongue.

"Your pain tastes almost as delicious as your cunt. I love knowing that I am where no man has ever been before."

She whimpered as I pulled back an inch, testing her reaction. As soon as I entered her, she froze from the shock and pain of the intrusion. It felt amazing, but I didn't want to hurt her any more than I already had. That wasn't the kind of pain that I wanted to give her.

I tightened my fingers around her throat until she gasped for the small amount of breath I allowed her. At the same time, her cunt spasmed around my length.

"This cunt is mine."

I loosened my grip again and watched as she took in a full breath. "It's yours, Jack." Her whispered words broke something in me, breaking me apart and rebuilding me again into another man. With her admission, she sealed her fate. She agreed she was mine, and now she would have to live with the consequences.

The King had found his Queen.

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SALLY

With a savage snarl, he withdrew until I could feel that he left only the head of his dick inside me. I held my breath, knowing that he was about to wreck me in the best way possible. I knew going into it what I would get from this man. He was ruthless and brutal, and I didn't know what it said about me that having his hand around my throat, fully controlling my very breath, turned me on beyond my wildest dreams.

I stared directly into his eyes, trying to convey to him that I was all in. I was willing to submit, knowing that submitting didn't take away my power but gave me more. He stared back at me with a look full of gratitude and something else I knew I might never hear come from his lips. But that was okay because I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he had fully committed himself to me.

He slammed his hips forward again, and the shock of every nerve ending inside me lit up like fireworks, making me cry out in pleasure. Without pausing, he set a relentless pace, keeping me from sliding up the bed with his hand collaring my throat and a rough grip on my hip. His fingers were digging into my flesh, and I knew he was probably going to be leaving bruises by the time we were done, but that was another part of what I accepted from him. His mark was something that I would wear with pride and never try to hide. I wished his bruises could cover every scar he had kissed earlier, doing his best to show me that he didn't see me as less than because of them.

Both my cries and his grunts grew louder as he fucked me relentlessly. The headboard was banging loudly against the wall with every thrust and was probably ruining the wall, but I didn't think he would care, now or ever.

I tightened my fingertips on his shoulders, digging my nails deeply into him, causing me to have a moment of regret that we weren't skin to skin. He must have had the same thought because, in the next instant, he was kneeling over me while making sure to stay lodged deep inside of my pussy and tore the shirt over his head. It was the second time I had seen his chest, but it was the first time I had the opportunity to slowly rake my eyes over every dip and valley. I slid my hands from his shoulders to run my fingertips over his broad chest. He felt glorious under my hands, but I could feel what he had hidden under the ink that was covering every inch of his flesh. He ignored my furrowed brows, narrowing his eyes to growl a command.

"Put your nails back on me. I want my Queen to mark her King."

A sob caught in my throat at his words, overwhelmed by the intensity of emotion they brought, as he resumed his brutal pace. I did what he ordered, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and grabbing onto him with both hands. When he felt the bite of my nails digging into the flesh on his back, he hissed in pleasure.

I felt my legs stiffen almost painfully as another orgasm began to crest inside of me, and knew I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. I briefly considered the fact that he was fucking me without a condom and that I wasn't on any birth control. It wasn't a good time in my life to even consider having a baby. But he wasn't slowing down. Even as I opened my mouth to warn him, a sinister smile curved his lips.

"I'm going to come deep inside your little cunt. You know that, don't you, my Queen?"

"Jack!" My cry wasn't one of panic, and his smile widened, making me realize he had felt the way my pussy spasmed around his cock at his words.

It was all I needed to send me over the edge, that wicked smile and the words that all but bound us together permanently. I wanted to be owned by this man. I wanted to be the queen he had called me. I flung my head back on the pillow with a scream. My orgasm had him throwing back his own head with a shouted curse. He stilled his hips, pressing deep as he ground our pelvises together. I felt his cock jerking inside of me, and the warmth of his come filled me until it started leaking out from where we were joined.

He held still for long moments, his head hanging down, and his hands braced next to my head to keep him from collapsing on top of me. I sighed through my panting, my heart giving a flutter that he was trying not to crush me with his weight. He dragged heavy breaths into his lungs, and his skin was coated in a light sheen of sweat as if he had just run ten miles. Once the aftershocks of our orgasms subsided and our heart rates returned to something closer to normal, he slowly withdrew. I already hated separation.

He had taken me roughly, and I could see he thought it was too hard by the expression on his face. I didn't want him to have a single regret, so I lightly ran my fingertips over his jaw until he looked at me, his expression going soft for a brief moment. I was grateful I now had the right to touch him freely.

He sat back on his heels and spread my thighs wide enough to get a look at my pussy. I knew he had intended to check for damage, and I couldn't help but blush profusely. But as he stared, mesmerized at the sight of his come trickling out of me, I saw his cock thickening from where it had just been lying spent against his thigh. The sight was so erotic, seeing the lust sweep over him, that I wanted him to fuck me all over again.

Instead of giving in to what we obviously both wanted, he leaned forward, inhaling the new scent of both of us mixed together. He took his tattooed finger and slowly pushed his come back inside me. Once he was satisfied that he was back where he belonged, he began to lick me clean. He seemed to be chasing the flavor of both of us combined. It wasn't something I had ever considered before when I dreamed of him taking me, didn't know it would be so fucking hot.

"Come on." He pulled back once he was satisfied he'd cleaned me, stood up from the bed, and held his hand out to me. I took it without question, making him tip his lips up again. I had never seen him smile before tonight and vowed I would do my best to make sure I saw that expression on his face every day from now on. Everything was already changing, and I had never been happier.

He led me out of the room I had been staying in, down the short hall, and through his bedroom straight to the bathroom. He stopped at the toilet, pushing me down gently on one shoulder. I laughed while turning red from embarrassment.

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