Page 13 of Cruel Heir

“Relax,” I murmur, stroking one hand along her inner thigh as I line up my cockhead with her now-slick entrance. “It will be easier if you do.”

Lucia stares up at me, wide-eyed, her gaze flicking between my face and my cock as I ease myself between her folds. I suck in a sharp breath at the first touch of her slick, hot flesh against my tip, the sensation magnified by how long I’ve been waiting, how long I’ve been fuckinghardtonight. I’ve had an erection off and on since I snuck into the garden and saw her, and the edging has finally gotten to be too much. I need to sink into her, to feel her velvet heat wrapped around me, tofuckher, and I can’t wait any longer.

“Just relax,principessa,” I murmur again. “Relax and take my cock—”

She’s still so fucking tight. I groan when I push my cockhead into her, the squeeze of her virgin pussy around my oversensitive flesh almost enough to squeeze the cum from me, as ifIwere the virgin again. I feel the resistance, and I force the urge to simply shove myself inside of her back, clinging to my last shreds of patience. If I take her too hard, I’ll hurt her. I can feel that more than ever, with the intense clench of her around my cock.

“Take it, Lucia,” I murmur, stroking her hip with one hand and nudging her thighs wider with the other. “Be a good girl,dolcezza, and let me inside. You feel so good. Your pussy is so fucking good—”

Somehow, although I know she still doesn’t want me in her, the praise seems to soften her. I feel her relent a little, the squeeze relaxing just enough for me to slip an inch deeper. She cries out, her eyes widening, freezing in place as my thick cock stretches her wide. I can see her pussy taut around my straining flesh, and the sight is soerotic that I once again have to breathe slowly to avoid filling her too soon.

The pleasure is incomprehensible. I’ve never felt anything so good. The physical sensation, the power, the knowledge that she’s mine and mine alone—so much so that the only pleasure she’s ever had has come from me tonight, not even from herself. It’s dizzying, and I push myself deeper before I can think better of it, needing more of my cock enveloped in her. It’s not until she claws at my arm that I stop, holding myself still as I feel her ripple around me.

“It hurts,” she gasps, her head flung back and her eyes wide. “It burns—”

I let out a slow breath, fighting my frustration. “I’m halfway,” I murmur, reaching up to stroke her hair away from her face. It’s meant to reassure her, but her eyes go wider instead, her lips parting on a frightened whimper.

“Onlyhalf?” she whispers, and I groan at the awed fear in her voice.

“You can take it,principessa.” I stroke my hand over her flat stomach, sliding down so that my fingers brush against her clit. “You can take all of it.”

“It’s so big.” The words come out on a breath as she tightens around me again, and my cock throbs with an aching pleasure that borders on agony.

“It is,” I murmur, rubbing her clit. “It will feel good once you’re used to it. You’ll beg me to fuck you hard with it. You’ll beg me to make you come while you take my thick, hard cock.” My fingers circle her clit faster, and she whimpers, shaking her head.

“No. I don’t want—” But her body relaxes, a moan slipping free as her hips arch into the pressure of my fingers, and I feel her give way as I thrust. My cock slides into her, those last several inches filling her up, and I let out a groan that seems to come from the bottom of my very soul as I feel her soft folds rub against the base of my cock.

God, I need to fucking come.

“I can’t—” I let out a breath, leaning forward as I keep stroking her clit. “I need to fuck you,dolcezza. I’m too fucking hard, and youfeel too fucking good. You can take it. Just come for me again if you want. Come all over my cock if it makes you feel better.”

Somewhere in the back of my head, I realize that none of this has gone how I planned. I didn’t intend to make her come, or to talk her through it as I took her virginity, or urge her to another orgasm as I told her how good she feels. I’d planned to fuckingdestroyher, to break her to my will—and yet it doesn’t seem to matter now, as I start to slide my cock in and out of her blissful heat.

However it happened, I’ve still taken her virginity. She’s still mine, still beneath me, taking every inch of my cock as I fuck her. She’s still moaning forme. And she’s still going to take every drop of my cum.

I don’t know how long I’ll last. I feel her tensing beneath me as I rub her clit, her pussy gripping me as she gasps with each flutter of pleasure that my touch sends through her, and I can feel that she’s even wetter than before. The sounds of flesh against flesh fill the room lewdly, the wet slap of my skin against hers as I sink to the hilt inside of her again and again, rolling my hips against hers so that I can feel the soft, exquisite clench of her folds around the base of my cock. I feel the throbbing pleasure that tells me I’m close, and I thrust hard, groaning as I sink into her again.

Innocent as she is, Lucia seems to grasp what’s about to happen. “No—” she gasps out, starting to try to twist away from me again for the first time since I got her to relax. “No, please don’t come inside of me! Please don’t—”

“Shh, littleprincipessa.” I reach up with my other hand, tapping my fingers against her lips as I keep up a steady pressure on her clit with my other hand. I fuck her with short, quick strokes as I speak, holding back my climax by the barest of threads. “I’m going to fill you up now, Lucia. You’re going to take my cum like a good girl.God, I’m going to fucking come so hard—”

I groan, feeling my balls tighten, my cock swell as I press down hard on her clit, rubbing it fiercely. “Please!” Lucia shrieks, but she arches up as she cries out, her body clenching down on my cock as she comes again, and that’s all I can bear as my cock swells and erupts within her.

“Oh,god,” I moan as I thrust into her hard, grinding into her as deeply as I can, feeling the first hot rush of my cum filling her up. “Fuck, it’s sofuckinggood—”

I thrust again, hard, feeling the heat of her pussy and my cum against my swollen shaft, each spurt bursting out of me in an exquisite sort of agony that I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to replicate. I fill her virgin pussy up, thrusting hard as I flood her with it. She cries out with another sobbing moan as I stroke her clit once more and then lean forward, grazing my mouth over hers as I rock into her once more.

“That’s the first of many,” I promise her, still slowly thrusting as I feel my cock starting to soften. I pull out slowly, groaning with that last wave of pleasure as my cockhead slips free, and I reach down as I see the white drip of my cum starting to squeeze out of her folds. I nudge it back inside with two fingers, holding them inside of her as I kiss her again. “I’m going to come inside of you every day,” I promise her, curling my fingers inside of her. “More than that, if you get my cock as hard as you did today. I’m going to fuck you until you’re pregnant with my heir,principessa.”

I press my thumb against her oversensitive clit, smiling against her mouth as she whimpers. “I’m going to bring your family down, Lucia,” I whisper, the words a breath between us as I thrust my fingers into her, pushing my cum deeper. “Mine will be restored, and I will have my revenge for what was done to the Leone name. And I will do it while you moan, and beg, and plead for my fingers and tongue and cock, the way you did tonight.”

One more hard thrust, my thumb rolling over her swollen flesh, and then I pull my hand free. I stand up, my softened cock clinging to my thigh. There’s a red stain on the sheet between her thighs, and I jerk the sheet free of one corner of the bed, pulling it out from under her as I wad it up in my hands. “Stay just like that,” I order her, when she dazedly starts to push herself up from the bed. “I’ll tell a maid to come up and remake it. But you stay like that at least until she’s here with the linens. You lie on your back, full of my cum, and we’ll see how long it takes for it to take root.” I feel my cock twitch, looking ather. She looks wrecked, her mascara smudged, her cheeks flushed, her pussy swollen and wet with her arousal and my cum. “I’ll know if you move,” I promise her, reaching down to run my fingers over my cock, pressing my thumb into the sensitive tip, and letting out a hiss of pleasure. “And then I’ll have to come up here and fuck you all over again. Do you want that?”

She shakes her head, dazedly, but I think I see a flicker of something else in her eyes, too. Something that makes me think she might not entirely be telling the truth.

For a moment, looking at her, I feel something else. Something besides the vengeful possessiveness that’s gripped me every moment since I first came up with this plan. I tell myself that it’s just a strange sense of pride. That I’m oddly proud of her for taking it so well, for responding to me, for giving me what I wanted. The kind of pride one would take in a particularly well-performing pet.

Because what I cannot do, beyond anything else, is feel anything more than that for her.

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