Chapter 31 Everett #2
“No, no, no,” she murmurs, the sound muted by my hand.
She’s right to be scared. There’s no lube within reach. Days after I took her virginity, she still struggles when I pound into her pussy.
But she’s had her butt plug in her ass for a while now. And though I can’t stop, I’ll make it good for her. She comes first, always.
“Yes.” The butt plug can stay for the time being. It’s her thong that has to go, so I rip it off her.
“I’m going to let go of your mouth.” My eyebrows lower, a silent warning. “And you’ll be a good, silent girl for me. I don’t like sharing what’s mine, unless…”
Her fear turns to lust as she opens her eyes wide and spreads her legs, letting me slip a finger into her pussy. She’s soaked. Dripping onto my hand, getting off on the promise of pain.
Other than marrying her, corrupting her was the best thing I’ve ever done. The most delicious.
“Unless you want your daddy and the whole group to hear us.” This isn’t about revenge. It’s about being the filthy man who ruins her, about winding Aurora up until she can’t think straight. “What a horny little wife I’ve got. Getting off on being her husband’s fuck doll.”
She nods frantically. She has no idea what she’s agreeing to, and neither do I.
Not like it matters.
“No,” is the first whisper to come out of her mouth after I remove my hand. A really fake, adorable fucking no. “Not there.”
Both hands on her hips, I drag her back to me. She flattens her palms on the wall, tilting her ass up.
“Stop pretending”—my fingers lock around the butt plug again, twisting it to help ease it out of her—“you don’t need me in every single hole, princess.”
“I’m scared.” Her ass clenches as real fear takes over. “Don’t. Please.” But she’s spreading her shaky legs wider. Giving me all of her.
“Does it look like I care about what you want?” Once the plug is out, I throw it away. Aurora bites her bottom lip, but a low cry escapes her anyway. “Do I look like a caring, affectionate man to you?”
“You look like a bastard,” she growls. “I hate you. How gorgeous you are. How I love it when you hurt me. Hate. It.”
“Brat.” The crack on her ass is the first out of ten.
Each of them is a gift. A thank you for wanting me despite everything I’ve put her through.
After both cheeks get the same amount of spanking, when both of them are red, only then do I stop.
“What about now?” I spread her ass and spit on her tight hole. No teasing, I drive two fingers inside her at once. Her moans make my cock jerk. “You like that? You want this bastard’s fingers going deeper? You’re grinding your hips to take more of me?”
“You won’t fit.” Aurora’s breath hitches as I spit on her again, lubing my fingers and her ass. “You can’t fit in there.”
“Nothing”—a third finger coaxes a feral groan out of her, and her huge eyes go even wider as she stares at me—“will stop me from getting what I want. It’ll fucking fit.”
I finger-fuck her ass, reaching forward to drag her arousal over her clit. I rub her until tears roll down her cheeks.
“You want me?” Her voice is desperate, imploring me to say yes.
She’s too sweet. Too delicate to belong to a man like me.
It doesn’t stop her from coming all over my fingers when I tell her, “There’s nothing I want more.”
Her thighs clench, her whole body trembling because of me. Because of the pleasure I force on her.
And I’m the sick fuck who gets hard from it.
My restraint shatters—I’m done waiting. I’ll lose my fucking mind if I’m not inside her. I slam back into her pussy first, using her slickness, her sweetness, the way she clenches and drenches me until I’m dripping. Until I’m ready.
Then I pull out, press the head to her ass, spit slicking her rim. Precum, spit, heat, I smear it in on her with the blunt tip of my cock.
“Relax.” My fingers roll her clit, relentless. “Let me in.”
Without another word, her second orgasm rips through her, softens her into something pliant, perfect. And fuck, yes—that’s it. The head breaks through her tightness, pushes inside.
The sound that tears from my chest isn’t human. It’s a growl, animal and starved.
“Good girl, take it, just an inch.” I stay true to my word, stopping there. I want her to get off on it as much as I do.
I slide my hand up her ribs, yanking down her dress to expose her tits.
“Such a good girl.”
At that, she unclenches her thighs, her body pleading for me to take more.
I go deeper into her ass, inch by inch, as I pinch and twist one nipple, then the other, the way she likes. “My perfect little hole.”
She’s all cries and incoherent mumbles.
She’s all mine.
“Princess, you’re so good.” Sliding my hand up her body, I wrap my fingers around her throat, smearing her arousal on her. “So.” Thrusting forward, I bottom out inside her. “Good. Good girl. Love being inside you.”
“I-I need to say something.” She’s panting, fucking perfect. “I—Thank you.”
I don’t deserve her gratitude.
I’m taking it, anyway. Fucking her hard and fast. Calling her baby. Princess. My little slut. My wife.
Every part of her is beautiful. Every part of her belongs to me.
And when she finds her release for the last time, I come so hard I almost black out.
“Aurora.” Still semi-hard, buried in her ass, I bend lower to hug her.
“You made it fit,” she whispers, covering my arms with hers.
“Yes, I did.” I let out a short laugh, kissing the sensitive area beneath her ear. “There’s something I need to tell you too.”
Aurora blinks, eyes focusing on me. “Okay?”
Time slows to a stop. So does my heart. Deep breath. “I love you.”
“Oh.” Her nose scrunches, a soft smile playing on her lips. “Good.”
“Good?” Out of everything she could’ve said. “You’re killing me over here.”
“Yes, good.” The feel of her hands on my forearms makes me pull her closer to my front. “Because, you sick fuck, I love you too.”
Then, as if she hasn’t just told me the words I’ve been praying to hear, Aurora’s eyelashes flutter, and she falls asleep in my arms.
Which is fine by me.
She needs the rest.
I, her monster, am here to take her home.