26. Reign
CHAPTER 26
Reign
I was needy to taste the cocktail of our fluids that was marinating between her sexy thighs. I made quick work of the ride to my place, forcing the Maserati’s engine beyond its capabilities in order to have her again. I wanted to lick up every bit of her chastity and make her suck it off my cock. I sloppily parked, killed the engine, and dragged her out of the car. My engorged cock needed her to move quicker.
Desperate for her bleeding cunt.
“You live here?” Her wide eyed gaze took in the huge high rise in front of her. Her pupils dilated in a way that made me stiffen more. It was luxury that would soon all be hers.
“Let’s go, vixen.” I grabbed her body, throwing her over my shoulder. Her weight was nothing in my arms as she squealed in shock. “You can appreciate the views in the morning. I need to show my appreciation for your weeping cunt before I take you right here in the fucking streets.”
Her body stilled. She had no idea what the fuck she did to me.
Finally, inside, I took her to the bedroom before throwing her on my bed, flicking the switch to the bedside lamp. I wanted to see every bit of her.
Anna’s little body bounced only once before I crawled on top of her. Pawing at her like a fucking starved animal finding its first prey in years. She shimmied herself back until she was flush with the headboard. The scent of her pussy intensified as her thighs fell apart, making room for my body.
There was no escaping me or my desire for her.
My tongue licked across her lips until she spread those for me. Soon, she’d spread every part of her body for my tongue. For my cock. I licked her tongue in a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss before taking her jaw in an iron grip. Her mouth went slack as a whimper escaped her.
“Reign,” my name was a plea on her lips.
“Lay back.” I pressed a hand to her sternum. Her breasts trembled with each shaky intake of breath. “And watch me eat my cum out of your pussy.” Her features were decorated with a mix of repulsion and curiosity as she lay against my pillows.
Her scent left my mind foggy. Distracting me from the rest of the world, leaving only her cunt and my tongue at the forefront of my thoughts. I nipped at her mound through her panties and marveled at her gasping.
“Your eyes better not fucking leave mine, little vixen,” I growled against her wet panties.
I peeled them off with my teeth, nearly shredding the fabric under my jaw. I pressed them to my face, inhaling her—inhaling us. My eyes rolled as I memorized that scent. Envying the bits of fabric that got to basque in that aroma all day.
“God,” she slapped a hand over her mouth in awe. Her emerald gaze melted into mine. “You’re sniffing them.” Her tan skin flushed with pink hues.
“I’ll do far worse,” I growled, licking the wet gusset, enjoying the bitter taste of her blood and the tangy taste of our come that glazed them. “To every fucking crevice of your body.”
She opened her mouth to speak, but I shoved the panties in, silencing her. The pink hues took on a shade of green as her hands violently moved to rip them out of her mouth. I slapped them away.
“If you move those,” I caressed her beautiful body, stopping at her nipple, landing a sharp smack to her breast, still clad in my sweatshirt. “I’ll fuck your mouth until you’re gagging on my cock. You’ll clean every drop of cum with your fucking tongue.”
Tears welled up, their glimmer in her green gaze rivaling the most stunning gemstone. And they were all mine. Glistening trails of tears furnished her face as she silently cried. She looked wondrous, her mouth stuffed with the panties that tasted of our essence.
“That’s a good fucking girl.” I placed a tender hand on the side of her face admiring the wildness of her curls. The beautiful eyes that made her so fucking exotic against that latte tan skin.
Fuck, I was so in love with her. I wanted to slaughter ten men and leave them at her feet as an offering. No one would ever be worthy of her but me.
I slid the sweatshirt off her body, leaving her naked to me. The light allowed me to appreciate her physique truly. I saw her all the time on the camera, but nothing was like the real fuckable thing in front of me. I stared down at her swollen pussy that slowly seeped blood and cum.
All fucking mine.
I shifted myself down her captivating curves, biting and sucking her flesh as I settled in the apex of her thighs. My tongue sank into the molten hot goodness that was her innocence. I lapped up every single drop as her clit hardened and pulsed under each flick of my tongue. I took the bundle of nerves between my teeth and watched her eyes widen in pain as I bit down on her. More tears spilled over, only intensifying the sick desire I had to hurt her. To push her to her absolute limits while I fucking ruined her for other men.
Muffled cries slid out; the panties softened most of her sobs. More of my cum spilled out of her pussy as my tongue dipped into the cream lapping it up. Sliding two fingers in her, I curled them, hitting that spot I knew would get her thighs shaking. Her eyes rolled back. The curl of my fingers moved in tandem with the lashing my tongue gave her clit.
“Ohh,” her moan permeated the air with the quivering of her cunt. Her hips thrashed, riding my face and tongue as I mouth fucked her.
Biting her soaked lips, I sucked her clit into my mouth, using my lips to apply just enough pressure to push her over the edge. Her orgasm crashed over me in hot spurts of squirting liquid.
“Fuck,” I groaned against her as she sprayed all over my face. “You’re even more perfect than I thought, my love.” Her thighs shook, and her body seized with enough force to shove my fingers out of her.
I crawled up her body. She was my prey devoured in my grasp. Snatching her jaw, I whipped her face to mine. Extracting the panties and tossing them to the floor, I squeezed her jaw until resistance was impossible. The moment her lips parted, I spit in her mouth. She would taste what we did and drink it up.
Anna gagged as the thick glob of cum and blood trickled onto her tongue. She reared back, revolted by the taste but so beautiful to me as our love threatened to escape. It coated her lips in a shade so gorgeous I’d adorn her with it daily. I slapped my hand over her mouth until I felt the tiniest swallow.
“You’re so pretty when you're swallowing our love.” Tears whispered against my hand as I released her .
Seeing her like this was my entire reason for being. She was everything to me. Anna was the meaning of life. She was my sole purpose and forever would be. Until death fucking parted us.
And maybe not even then.