Chapter Eighteen AURORA #3
I bucked against him, fighting his hold even as heat flooded between my legs. “Santino. Don’t!”
He laughed, dark and cruel, the sound vibrating through my spine. His free hand shoved my pants and panties down in one vicious yank, leaving them tangled around my knees. Cool air hit my exposed, already slick pussy. Two thick fingers dragged roughly through my folds, spreading my wetness.
“Look at this greedy little cunt,” he snarled, shoving two fingers deep inside me without warning. I cried out, walls clenching hard around the sudden invasion. “Already soaked. You say stop but your body begs me to breed it.”
I thrashed, trying to twist away. “I mean it, get off me!”
He curled his fingers brutally against that spot inside me and laughed again when my hips jerked involuntarily. “You wanna argue tonight, baby? You want to fight me while I ruin this no longer virgin-tight hole? Fine. Fight harder. It only makes me want to pump you full more.”
He pulled his fingers free, smeared my own slick across my lips, then forced them back into my mouth. “Taste how much you need this.”
I bit down. He hissed in pleasure and slapped my ass hard enough to sting. “Bad girl.”
The sound of his belt and zipper was deafening. His thick, bare cock slapped heavy against my ass cheek, hot and leaking. No condom this time. Deliberately none.
“No!” I whimpered, pushing back against him even as fresh arousal dripped down my thighs.
“Yes.” He notched the fat head against my entrance and slammed inside in one merciless thrust.
I screamed, the stretch burning deliciously as he forced every thick inch into me. He didn’t give me time to adjust. He fucked me like an animal, hard, deep, punishing strokes that slammed the desk against the wall with every snap of his hips.
“Fuck… tight little pussy trying to push me out,” he groaned, pounding harder. “Keep fighting, Aurora. It feels so fucking good when you clench like that.”
Tears pricked my eyes from the overwhelming fullness. I pushed back against his chest, trying to dislodge him. He grabbed both my wrists, pinning them behind my back with one massive hand while the other wrapped around my throat.
“You’re mine,” he rasped, hips snapping relentlessly. The wet, obscene slap of skin on skin filled the study. “This womb is mine. Say it.”
“No!” I choked out, even as my pussy fluttered and gushed around him.
He tightened his grip on my throat and fucked me deeper, grinding against my cervix. “Say it or I’ll keep you bent over this desk until you’re dripping my cum down your legs. And then I’ll bring the whole team of staff here to see it.”
I sobbed, pleasure and resistance twisting together. “It’s… yours…”
“Louder.” He bit my shoulder hard. “Tell me whose baby you’re going to carry.”
“Yours!” I cried, shame and lust burning through me. “It’s yours, please!”
“Good girl.” His pace turned feral. The hand on my throat slid down to press firmly over my lower belly. “Feel that? That’s where I’m going to put my baby. Right fucking here. I’m going to flood this cunt until it takes.”
I came with a broken scream, walls spasming violently around his bare cock. He snarled in triumph and kept fucking me through it, using my orgasm to drive himself deeper.
“Not done,” he growled. He pulled out, spun me around, and lifted me onto the desk. My back hit the wood as he shoved my thighs wide apart and drove back inside in one brutal stroke.
“Look at me while I breed you,” he ordered, eyes black with obsession. One hand pinned my hip, the other wrapped around my throat again. “Watch what you do to me.”
I couldn’t look away. His powerful body flexed with every savage thrust. Sweat glistened on his chest. The devil tattoo seemed to move as his muscles rippled. His cock stretched me obscenely, veins dragging against my sensitive walls.
“Please, Santino! Too much!”
“You can take it.” He leaned down, biting my bottom lip. “You’re going to take every drop. Gonna fill you until your belly swells. Gonna keep you barefoot and pregnant so you never run again.”
The filthy words sent me spiraling again.
I came harder this time, squirting around his cock as he roared and buried himself to the hilt.
Hot, thick ropes of cum flooded my womb.
Pulse after heavy pulse. He ground deep, making sure nothing escaped, hand still pressing on my belly like he could force it to take root.
He stayed inside me, cock twitching, as he kissed me filthy and deep. When he finally pulled back enough to speak, his voice was wrecked but possessive.
“Run again and I’ll chain you to my bed and fuck you full every hour until you’re carrying my heir. Understand?”
I nodded weakly, trembling, cum already leaking around his still-hard cock.
He smiled darkly and rolled his hips once more.
“Good girl. Now let’s see how many loads it takes before you stop pretending you don’t want this forever.”
The study filled with the wet sounds of him claiming me again, slower this time but no less depraved, his cum pushing deeper with every thrust while he whispered dark breeding promises against my lips.
I was ruined.
And I was his.