Killa
The bed dips as I move between her spread legs, and I can’t help but bend to deliver a gentle kiss to her thighs while sinking my knees into the mattress.
My gaze hungrily roams over her exposed body.
They’re mine.
My own little family.
Her pussy is slick, dripping with her arousal, and I have a powerful urge to paint her skin with her essence.
I drag my fingers through her soaked folds and pump two inside her, forcing her breath to catch.
I move them to her stomach, and she jolts before breaking out in a flurry of goosebumps that has my lips twitching.
“So responsive to my touch, Little Demon. You crave me.” I paint her skin with her cum.
“I love seeing my name on here.” I trail my finger over her tattoo and drag it over her stomach. “This is where I’m going to breed my babies,” I rasp, and watch in rapture while drawing my name on her bare stomach.
“Babies?” She swallows as she eyes me. “Like, more than one?”
I lock eyes with her. “Fuck yeah.” I grunt, and my cock jerks with approval. She doesn’t miss the action, and when she licks her lips, it’s game over.
I place my hand on her stomach, and pre-cum pours from my tip. With my free hand, I line my cock up to her entrance.
“Gonna fuck you now, Little Demon.”
“Please,” she moans, and I push the thick head of my cock inside her. I watch in ecstasy as my cock stretches her pussy open, then I rear back and slam forward.
I grab the headboard with one hand and keep the other firmly planted on her stomach.
“Mine.” I grunt and surge forward.
“Fuck, yes.” My gaze darts down to her tits, and I love the way they bounce with each powerful thrust. “Jesus, I can’t wait to taste your milk.”
Her pussy clenches around me.
“To feed from your tits while I fuck your tight ass.”
“Oh god,” she whines.
The bed slams against the wall.
“You want that?”
“Yes!” she screeches as I rub against her clit.
“You want your man to stretch you wide open?” My thrusts become erratic, and pleasure zips up my spine. “While he sucks on your nipples.”
Her hands move to her tits, and I about lose it.
“That’s it, baby, show me what you want.”
She tugs on the peaks, squeezing the full flesh in her hands while her back arches off the bed. “Yes.”
“You want me to suckle on you. My baby mama.” The sounds of the bed squeaking and our heavy pants fill the room.
“Yes!”
“That’s it, Little Demon, beg for my touch.”
“Please!”
As I dip my head down, she guides her tit into my mouth, and my eyes roll with her moans. Each push of my hips drives me deeper inside her, and when her pussy locks around my cock and her body tenses, I flick my tongue over her bud and suck hard.
“Coltonnn!” she screams, causing my spine to tingle with the telltale signs of my orgasm.
My balls explode, filling her with my cum, and she takes me over the edge with her. Then I push one last time to bury myself as deep as possible.
I kiss up her chest and over the column of her throat. “You’re mine, Little Demon,” I breathe into her neck as I slide out.
Who knew something that started out as a hate fuck could turn into something so powerful?
A love forged in hate.