Page 17 of Nyte's Rejected Luna

I chuckled at the flash in her eyes, gone instantly as I pushed my finger deeper inside her. “No, you aren’t an animal,” I agreed. “But you are mine. Just admit that.”

“Nyte, I need more.” She rocked her hips against my finger, still refusing to tell me what I wanted to hear. I slowed the movement of my finger inside her, pushing my thumb against her clit to force out another sharp gasp.

“If you want more, you know what you need to do.” I leaned into her, sucking on her neck. I felt her crumble against me, moaning out pleas and sighs.

Leaning back, I watched the thoughts running through her eyes, lust mixing into her gaze as I circled my finger inside her. “Say it.”

“Yes,” she moaned, her head falling back against the door. “I’m yours.”

“Good girl.” I smiled, pulling her shorts the rest of the way down and releasing her wrists before turning her over. I pressed her hands to the door again, caging her in with my arms as her bare ass pressed against me. “Spread your legs,” I insisted.

She did as I commanded, adjusting her stance with her legs spread apart. Her back arched in this position, her hips rocking back and forth as I ran my hands from her arms down to her hips.

“Don’t move your hands,” I warned, smacking her ass to punctuate the order. She whined but did as I said, keeping her hands exactly where I had placed them on the door.

I undid my jeans, kicking them off next to her shorts and positioning myself behind her. I ran my fingers back over her wet cunt, lubing my cock to be ready for her. She moaned at the feel of my touch, looking back over her shoulder as best she could from this position, her eyes burning with the same heat that filled mine.

“Fuck me,” she moaned, her head lulling back and eyes closing.

“I’m about to, little darling.” I thrust forward, her lips parting on a cry as I sat fully inside her, holding her in place. My fingers dug into her hips, pulling half out before thrusting back inside her.

She pushed herself back, her hands pressing against the door as she met me thrust for thrust. Her head coming close to hitting the hardwood of the door. I reached out and gripped her hair, holding her head back and making her back arch more; I continued to thrust faster.

“Yes, don’t stop,” she panted, her nails clawing at the door as I maneuver in and out of her.

“Who do you belong to?” I growled, feeling the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy is this?”

“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”

“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”

She let out a whimper; her lips parted on her gasps, and her eyes were hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.

Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.

“Nyte,” she pleaded.

“What do you need, tell me,” I demanded.

She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of the heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.

“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.

I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as her body rocked with the thrusts. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched. My body tightened as I continued to thrust into her.

Every sound she made and every movement of her body all added to the increasing pressure inside my body. I could feel it building inside hers as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside her as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.

“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”

Clumsily she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.

“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air as her upper body remained flush with the mattress.

I ran my hand over her cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.

“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.

I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock, and thrust into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow she grabbed, muffling her screams as my thrusts grew harder. Her body gripped me tight, making me moan with a mixture of pain and ecstasy. I could feel myself losing control, causing my hips to move faster.

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