Silver in the Dark #5
“Do you have any idea what that did to me?” Draco growled, his hips grinding forward just a fraction, teasing my entrance with his staggering girth.
“Watching my two enforcers use you like a cheap toy? Watching you take their cocks so beautifully? It made me so fucking hard my vision went black. It took every ounce of my control not to rip the door off its hinges and tear them apart just so I could take their place.”
He wrapped his large hands around my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh, bruising me.
“They bred you,” Draco snarled, his composure finally snapping completely. “But you're mine. And I'm going to overwrite every single thing they did to you. I'm going to breed this tight, ruined little hole with my own seed until you forget they ever existed.”
He didn't give me a chance to brace myself. With a violent, animalistic roar, Draco slammed his hips forward, burying his massive, heavily veined cock to the hilt in one devastating thrust.
The iron cuffs bit into my wrists as my body arched violently. He was impossibly thick, filling me up completely, stretching my walls to their absolute breaking point. The friction of the freezing lube and his boiling hot flesh was a blinding contrast.
“Fuck!” Draco hissed, his head dropping to rest against my shoulder, his teeth scraping against my neck. “You're so incredibly tight, even after my fist. Wrap around my cock, Nico. Squeeze it.”
He began to pull back, drawing almost all the way out, before driving forward again with a brutal, bone-jarring impact.
My chest slammed against the stone wall with every thrust. He fucked me with a desperate, feral intensity, completely shedding his refined, aristocratic mask.
He was a monster claiming his territory, his hairy thighs slapping wetly against my ass cheeks, the sound echoing like gunshots.
“Take it!” he roared, his hands moving from my hips to wrap around my waist, pulling me back onto his cock to deepen the penetration. “Take your Daddy's cock! I'm going to pump you so full of my come, you'll be leaking me for days!”
“Yes, Daddy!” I sobbed, completely broken, my head thrashing against the wall. “Breed me! Please breed me, Daddy!”
The dirty, filthy submission fueled him. Draco pounded into me relentlessly, his thrusts turning into a blur of raw power and ancient, unyielding lust, determined to leave his permanent, messy mark on every inch of my body.
Draco’s thrusts were a force of nature, an ancient, unstoppable rhythm that completely obliterated the boundaries of my physical body.
He wasn't just fucking me; he was staking a claim, driving his staggering girth into my completely ruined hole with a violence that made the iron chains rattle against the stone.
“You're mine,” Draco roared, his chest heaving against my slick back, the coarse hair of his body a delicious, abrasive friction against my skin. “Every time you look in a mirror, every time you ache, you're going to remember exactly who owns you.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I cried, the words completely stripped of any irony or pride. I was a weeping, desperate mess, my hips snapping back instinctively to meet his brutal drives, entirely consumed by the blinding, white-hot pleasure of his possession.
He reached up, his massive hand tangling violently in my hair. He didn't just pull my head back; he yanked it with a terrifying, absolute force, snapping my neck backward so my face was angled up toward the ceiling. The stretch exposed the entire line of my throat, leaving me completely vulnerable.
Draco leaned over my shoulder, his face hovering right above mine.
His eyes were entirely black, a terrifying, bottomless void of ancient lust. He didn't give me a chance to breathe.
He smashed his mouth down onto mine, a fierce, punishing kiss that tasted of sweat, blood, and unfiltered dominance.
His tongue invaded my mouth, sweeping past my teeth, claiming the space with the same ruthless, demanding rhythm his hips were using on my ass.
I moaned into his mouth, my tongue tangling with his, entirely desperate for the connection. I was suspended in a state of absolute ruin—my wrists chained, my body pinned to the freezing stone, my ass completely stretched and filled by his massive, boiling hot cock.
He pulled back from the kiss with a wet, heavy smack. He looked down at my bruised, swollen lips, his chest heaving against my back. He gathered a thick mouthful of saliva and let it drop directly onto my face.
The warm spit hit my cheek and ran down to the corner of my mouth. He spat again, a heavy string of it landing right on my lips.
“Swallow it,” Draco growled, his hips grinding forward, pinning me to the wall. “Take my spit, you dirty little slut.”
I darted my tongue out, licking the heavy saliva off my lips, swallowing it down with a desperate, pathetic whine.
The degradation of it, the sheer, filthy reality of being his chained, spit-covered toy, pushed me right to the absolute precipice.
My neglected cock, trapped between my body and the cold stone, began to throb with the warning spasms of an impending climax.
“Daddy—please—” I choked out, my vision completely whiting out. “I'm going to—”
“Do it,” Draco commanded, his voice a dark, vibrating roar that echoed off the dungeon walls. “Come for me while I breed you!”
His thrusts turned erratic, desperate. He was losing his ancient control, the sheer, wet heat of my completely stretched hole pushing him over the edge.
He slammed his hips forward one final, devastating time, burying his massive shaft to the absolute hilt, his body going completely rigid against mine.
“Fuck!” Draco bellowed, his teeth sinking into the juncture of my neck and shoulder.