Page 166 of Menace

His cock.

But not tonight. Tonight he was as ready as she was.

Her‘tite fleur(little flower) was so fucking wet and juicy. Testing her with three fingers he knew she would be able to take him.

Setting the head of his cock at her entrance he shoved inside.

Not hard enough to hurt in a bad way, just hard enough to give her the pleasure and pain she needed.

Pleasure as his piercings – he now had more than one – scraped over her sensitive membranes.

A bite of pain as the size of his cock stretched her out.

He kept pushing until he filled her with all of him.

“Ah, my sweet ice queen, I love how wet and hot your little flower gets for my big cock. Love how I stretch you out and make you writhe tryin’ to take all of me. Feelin’ your hot wet little flower surroundin’ my hard as hell cock, best fuckin’ feelin’ in the world.” He whispered to her.

His eyes stayed on her face making sure she was okay with what he was giving to her.

Her eyelids fluttered and her mouth hung open as she arched under him with a soft moan.

“Not…a big cock, it’s a monster cock. And it’s all mine, my biker man.” She gasped with a wicked smile.

How he loved her smiles and her teasing in bed. And out of bed too.

“Yes it is, baby. My monster cock is all yours, only yours, always.” He smiled down at his woman.

Holding her ice blue eyes he started moving.

A slow out and in, over and over.

He knew he wouldn’t be able to keep the slow pace. Knew it by the sensations flooding his body.

“Give me your nails, little cat. I need them now.” He ordered and growled as she dug into his shoulder blades with her short nails.

Fuck, he loved the feel of them in his back, loved her long legs around his hips as he pounded her pussy.

And he did.

He fucking pounded inside her as if he was trying to find the place inside her where they became one.

And she took him, took every inch of him and still demanded more, deeper, harder.

He gave it to her, to his ice queen, his woman, the mother of his child.

And when he finally found it, found the place where they became one, they both detonated, sharing a massive orgasm.

“Oh yes, yes, baby, baby, baby.” His woman moaned beneath him as he jerked and shuddered over her.

He flooded her with his come, liking the fact that they didn’t have to use condoms because she was on birth control.

It was too soon to think about getting her pregnant again. Ry was still too young.

But he wasn’t going to wait too long between his boy and the next one.

They were going to fill their home with their own tribe. It was what his old lady wanted and anything she wanted he’d give her.

He stayed deep inside until her little flower stopped contracting and fluttering around him while his dick slowly deflated. As he slipped out of her he rolled and pulled her close to his chest.

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