Chapter Seventeen SANTINO #2
Her eyes widened in panic and raw lust. I watched her struggle, lips obscenely stretched around my thick shaft, throat working as she tried to count while I slowly fucked her mouth in shallow, controlled thrusts.
The wet, gagging sounds were obscene. Her mascara ran in black streaks down her cheeks.
Every time her eyes fluttered like she was losing focus, I pulled out.
“Start over.”
The mindfuck was perfect. She was breaking so beautifully, reduced to nothing but a desperate, timed hole for my cock while I verbally destroyed her.
“Look at me,” I commanded as I fed her another long stretch, pushing deeper into her throat.
“While you’re choking on my cock for a few seconds, I’m thinking about breeding you.
About pinning you down and pumping this tight virgin cunt full of cum until it overflows.
About watching your belly swell with my baby while you still taste me on your tongue for days. ”
She moaned loudly around me, thighs shaking violently, fresh arousal dripping down her legs.
“Twenty seconds,” I growled. “Hold it. Suck like you mean it. Show me how badly you want to be my breeding whore.”
Her eyes rolled back. She was gone, completely lost in the torture and pleasure I was giving her, gagging and moaning and crying around my cock.
When I finally pulled out for the last time, strings of thick spit connecting her lips to my throbbing length, she was sobbing with raw, overwhelming need.
She stared up at me with wild, glassy eyes.
“Please, Santino,” she begged, voice hoarse and shattered. “Fuck me. I can’t take it anymore. I need your cock inside me. Please fuck me raw… please, I’m begging you…”
I grabbed her by the throat, firm and possessive, and pushed her flat onto her back. I loomed over her, my heavy cock dragging across her soaked, puffy pussy, spreading her wetness everywhere. The scent of her arousal was thick in the air, sweet and musky, driving me insane.
“You think you deserve to be fucked?” I growled, slowly rubbing the thick head up and down her slit, teasing her entrance mercilessly. “After acting like such a desperate little cockslut for me?”
She whimpered, hips rolling desperately, trying to impale herself. I pinned her hips down harder with one hand.
“I’ve been thinking about this tight virgin cunt all day,” I said darkly, pressing just the tip inside before pulling back out. “And you think you can just beg so sweetly and get it?”
“Please,” she cried, tears spilling freely, legs wrapping around me. “I need it so bad. I need you to fuck me hard. Please, Santino, ruin me…”
I teased her mercilessly for long minutes, sliding just the head in and out, never giving her more than an inch, watching her fall apart beneath me. Every time she tried to push up, I pulled away completely, leaving her empty and sobbing.
“Such a greedy girl,” I murmured, voice low and cruel. “Crying for my cock like you’ll die without it. Your pussy is weeping for me, troublemaker. Dripping all over my sheets.”
She was shaking violently now, tears streaming. “I will die. Please fuck me. I’ll do anything. Anything, please!”
I finally gave in.
I reached into the nightstand drawer, tore open a condom packet with my teeth, and made a deliberate show of rolling it down my thick length right in front of her. Aurora watched with visible relief flooding her eyes.
“Thank you,” she whispered, voice trembling.
I almost laughed out loud.
Inside my head, the conflict raged like wildfire.
I wanted nothing between us. I wanted to breed her. Fill her womb with load after load of my hot cum until it took root. Watch her belly grow round and heavy with my child. The primal, obsessive need to claim her completely, to tie her to me forever, was almost unbearable.
She was mine. My woman. My future.
But I put the condom on anyway.
At least… that’s what she saw.
The second she threw her head back with a deep, relieved moan as I rubbed the covered head against her swollen clit, I smoothly slipped the latex off with one hand and tossed it aside. Bare. Completely unprotected. My thick, veined cock throbbed angrily in the cool air, ready to ruin her.
Then I slammed into her in one brutal, merciless thrust.
Aurora screamed, her back arching violently off the bed as my thick, bare cock stretched her virgin-tight pussy to its absolute limit. The wet, squelching sound of her soaked cunt taking every inch was obscene. I didn’t give her time to adjust.
I fucked her like a savage animal. Hard, deep, punishing strokes that slammed the head of my cock against her cervix with every powerful snap of my hips.
“Fuck yes,” I snarled through gritted teeth, pounding into her mercilessly. The slap of skin on skin, the wet sounds of her cum-filled pussy, her broken screams, the scent of sex and her arousal, it all consumed me. “This pussy is mine. This womb is mine. No more games.”
My mind was consumed with one thought only: breeding her.
Every brutal thrust was a promise. I imagined my cum flooding her fertile depths, knocking her up tonight, tying her to me in the most permanent way possible.
I wanted her pregnant. Marked from the inside out. Swollen and glowing with my heir.
I pinned her wrists above her head with one iron grip and used the other to grip her hip bruisingly, angling her so I could destroy her even deeper.
The wet, filthy sound of my bare cock slamming into her cum-slick pussy filled the entire room, mixing with thunder outside and her desperate, sobbing moans.