Viktor
She obeys.
Of course she does.
She turns, her hands pressing to the slick tiles, her big ass round and perfect, trembling as she waits.
For me.
For my command.
For me to own her completely.
I step forward, letting my chest press against her back, my cock nestling between her juicy cheeks.
My hands glide down her spine, smoothing over her waist, gripping her hips.
She shudders, whimpering at my touch.
I nuzzle against the damp curls at her nape, my lips dragging over her skin.
“Gonna take it slow, baby.”
Her breath catches.
I chuckle darkly, squeezing her ass, spreading her open.
“Gotta make sure you can handle me everywhere.”
Her entire body jolts, a sharp, choked noise leaving her throat.
She wasn’t expecting that.
She should have.
I spit into my palm, slicking my cock, pressing the swollen head against her tightest hole.
She gasps, her body tensing, her hands fisting against the wall.
I slide my hand up her spine, curling my fingers around her throat, tilting her head back.
“Breathe.”
She tries.
I push a little harder, just barely easing the tip inside.
She whimpers, her body shuddering against mine.
So tight. So fucking perfect.
I groan, my fingers tightening around her throat.
“Relax, printsessa.”
She shifts, breathing heavily, forcing her body to soften under my hold.
Good girl.
I push in a little more.
Then stop.
Let her feel it.
Let her adjust.
Her nails scrape the wall, her breath uneven, her legs trembling.
Her body fights to take me.
I wait.
Let her feel every stretch, every slow inch sinking inside her.
I press kisses along her shoulder, the side of her face, my free hand gripping her waist, holding her steady.
“You’re taking me so fucking good, sweetheart.”
A whine leaves her throat, her muscles clenching around me.
I groan, nearly losing control.
I push deeper.
She moans, panting, her hands pressing harder to the tiles.
I slow. Hold her still. Make her feel it.
“You can handle it, love.”
Marie nods shakily.
I groan, thrusting a little deeper.
“This is mine too, printsessa.”
When she moans in pleasure, I fucking lose it.
I press my full weight against her back, stretching her, filling her, breaking her open completely.
Her body shudders, her breath ragged.
I drop my mouth to her ear.
“I fucking own all of you.”
She whimpers, wrecked, overwhelmed, completely mine.