Chapter 30 #2
Her only response was a disheartened sniffle as she wiped her cheeks on the coverlet.
“I’m going to fuck your ass now.”
Her pussy would still be too sore from earlier tonight. If I weren’t such a savage, I would leave her alone, hoping a good belt whipping would suffice, but I was a savage, and I had every intention of teaching my future wife the harsh lesson she richly deserved.
Samara’s wide eyes turned to me. “Please, Gregor. I… I don’t want to do that. It’s going to hurt.”
“It’s supposed to hurt.”
Opening the flap of my jeans, I pulled my painfully swollen cock out. Fisting the hard length, I placed one knee on the bed and leaned toward her. “Suck it.”
Samara pleaded with me instead. “Please, don’t do this.”
“Suck my cock.”
Samara buried her face in the bedcovers.
Grabbing her hair, I wrenched her head back. She cried out.
“Suck my cock now, or I fuck your ass dry.”
With a sob, she opened her shaking lips.
I thrust my hips forward,watching as she gagged on the length.
“Get it good and wet.”
Unable to breathe through her nose because of her tears, she continued to choke and sputter as I forced my shaft past her lips. I could feel her tongue swipe the underside and had to rein back my impulse to fill her mouth with cum.
After a few more moments, I pulled free and walked to the foot of the bed.
The mattress dipped as I knelt between her open legs. I placed both palms on her ass cheeks, relishing in the heat radiating off her skin. Samara hissed in response to my touch.
Using the heels of my hands, I pried her cheeks apart.
Samara whimpered and tried to clench them back together. That earned her a hard slap on the right cheek.
Once more, I opened her ass cheeks wide, knowing the humiliation this was causing. Leaning down, I gently blew on her small puckered hole, watching as it twitched and winked from the cool touch of air. Next, I placed my tongue on her small opening. Wetting the soft ridges with the tip of my tongue.
Her entire body quaked in response. I knew she was fighting her embarrassment with her obvious arousal. I could see the lips of her cunt were slick with it. Leaning up on my knees, I pressed the head of my cock against her asshole.
I could hear Samara suck in her breath as she braced herself for the pain we both knew was coming.
Pushing my hips forward, I pressed my shaft against her flesh. I watched as the small ridges became smooth from the pressure. The delicate pink skin turned white as the head of my cock opened her hole wider and wider.
“Ow! Ow! Ow!” Samara whimpered. Her hands, which rested just above the curve of her ass, curled helplessly into fists.
My cock slowly pushed in till the ridge of the head was swallowed by her body. At this point, I grabbed hold of her hips.
“Who do you belong too, malyshka?”
“You,” came the muffled, obedient response.
With that, I ruthlessly thrust forward. Driving into her tight body with all my might till my balls slapped against her cunt.
Pulling back, I pistoned into her tight warmth again.
Her body gripped my cock like a fist just as it fought each intrusion of my shaft.
I could feel the twitch and stretch of her inner muscles as she struggled to accommodate my girth.
Looking down, I relished in the sight of her tiny puckered hole, stretched taut as the wide base of my cock forced it open.
Samara begged and pleaded for me to stop.
My response was to force her hips up higher, so I could plunge into her with even more ferocity.
The feel of her punished skin against my stomach drove me to near insanity as I tried to possess her body in every way imaginable.
Grabbing the silk cord from around her neck, I pulled it over her head.
Then I thrust my fingers into her mouth like a bit.
As far as I was concerned what I was doing did not differ from breaking in a wild, untamed animal.
Pulling back on her jaw, I could feel her teeth sink into my fingers.
The edge of pain only spurred me on. Her smooth back was slick with sweat and bowed, her hips forced to meet my thrusts.
Finally, I released her mouth, only to grab her beautiful hair. Twisting its long length around my fist, I kept her body in the curved position as I used my other hand to fondle her breast and pinch her nipple.
“Oh God,” she moaned as pain turned to pleasure. Her body vibrated and hummed with the intensity of her release.
Taking pity on her, I drove into her body a few more times before loosening the reins on my own desire and letting my release crash over me like a dark wave.
My cock jerked inside her tight back passage as I pumped warm come into her body.
Breathing heavily, I reached into the bedside table and withdrew a pair of handcuff keys. I uncuffed her, then rolled her slack body onto her back.
“Pull your knees up high,” I ordered.
My mouth latched onto her clit, now swollen with need.
Samara’s hips bucked. Lifting my head, I breathed against her sweet cunt. “Be a good girl, and I will make you come a second time.”
It took only a few flicks of my tongue before her body clenched with her own release.
Rising on my knees, I moved up to the head of the bed and collapsed beside her prone body.
Now that I had taken all my fear and adrenaline out on her pretty little body, my white hot rage returned. She had deliberately put herself in danger. In fact, she chose to leave my bed to face that danger alone.
Unacceptable.
“You don’t understand,” she whimpered against my chest as she tried to justify why she snuck away like a thief in the night.
I tightened my grip around her waist as I pressed her harder against my shoulder.
“I understand perfectly. You disobeyed me.”
“It’s not like that. I had no choice. I don’t belong in your world.”
“You always have a choice. And choices have consequences.”
There was an unmistakable dark threat to my words.
The shiver that coursed through her body proved she understood.
Fisting her hair, I pulled her head back and cupped her jaw. I wanted to look deep into those beautiful, changeable emerald eyes of hers to make sure she understood every word I was about to say.
“Listen very carefully, malyshka, because I don’t want there to be any more confusion. You are mine, and I protect what is mine. Never… ever… run from me again. Do you understand me?”
Samara nodded. “I promise. I won’t.”
She was lying.