Page 45 of Princess Claimed

Maybe it’s not too late? Ana’s proved she can take more than I expected, but I could keep trying. I could return to my plan but turn my methods up to new levels.

Who am I kidding? My plan has gone up in smoke.

Even with my eyes closed, I can see Ana. I can witness every moment of her pleasure, and it’s clear that her pleasure is increasing my own. I can’t even pretend that I’m the one in control. My body is Ana’s servant now. Dedicated to giving hers whatever she needs, forever. My cock and body have sworn to serve at her pleasure for the rest of our lives.

Ana holds the power now. I want to tell her how things have changed. How I’ve changed. How I will never be the same again. How my plan to ruin her has instead ruined me.

I open my eyes. “I’ve never—” My voice breaks.

“I’m enjoying it too.” Forming the words, her lips are perfect, as pink and damp and plump as those between her legs. At least that’s how her lips down there looked before I brutally plowed them. I can only imagine how they look now.

“I’ve never fed someone during sex,” she tells me softly. “It was…” She sucks in a rapturous intake of air, swallowing her words, and her body quivers in my arms as if she’s reaching some new level of pleasure.

I lose my last drop of control.

As I look deep into her eyes, my hips pump erratically. My jaw tightens as my balls turn rock hard. I’m about to erupt.

I need to pull out. My seed belongs on a female’s back, in her hair, on the floor, anywhere but inside her. I’ve broken enough rules today. I can’t break another.

“Come inside me,” she whispers. “I want to feel your heat and your power coursing through me. I want you to feed me with your seed, like I fed you with my vein.” Her mouth stays open, and her head tips back as if she’s in ecstasy.

I’m in ecstasy too, and my body’s gone completely off script. My hips jerk, my balls tighten, and she squeezes around me, trapping me inside as my balls explode, my seed beyond eager to release inside her.

Ana looks into my eyes, and I roar, unable to contain the eruption of emotion and pleasure which arrive with the expulsion of liquid that I couldn’t deny her. Or deny myself.

“You feel so good inside me.” Her mouth and pupils widen as her insides tighten in wave after wave of contractions that seem designed to pull more and more of my seed deep inside her.

Her hands fly up and she holds my face as her expression transforms, her face putting each moment of her orgasm on full display, a show just for me.

Before today, I never saw a woman’s face while she climaxed, never wanted to. The only part of a woman’s orgasm I ever cared about was how it affected my pleasure. Not to mention my sense of power as I relished the payoff of my finger’s and cock’s hard work.

And I’ve certainly never felt my cock sliding through a woman’s juices while combined with my own. I can’t begin to describe the feeling of the added lubrication as it takes us both higher and higher.

My load unleashed, I stay deep inside her, still fully hard, possibly even harder. My hips have stilled, but hers are pulsing internally, shifting and sliding her softness around my stiffness. And yet again, I declare this the best feeling ever. Each new experience today continues to top the last.

“What have you done to me?” I ask.

A soft smile brushes her lips. “I’m pretty sure you just did that to me.”

Grinning, I shake my head. I loosen my grip on her ass, letting her move more freely over my rod. It feels fucking fantastic. Another new high.

I groan in pleasure. “That’s not what I mean.”

“Then what did you mean?” she asks, breathless. Leaning back, she hooks a foot around me, bracing herself to push even harder against me. A fucking marvel.

“I’m not sure.” My hips start to move involuntarily, and renewed pleasure fogs my ability to form coherent thoughts. Not that any of my thoughts about Ana are coherent. But I need her to know. “You confuse me.”

“I thought you hated me.” She grins, and her thrusts meld with mine as we move together as one.

“Oh, I definitely hate you.” I grin back. “Didn’t I just show you how much?”

“Oh! Ah. There.” Her back arches, and she sucks in a ragged breath. “I hate you too.” She rocks harder against me.

“Now...” Her expression darkens. “How about you show me again, just how hard you hate me.”

Chuckling, I lay her back on the pool table and crawl onto it above her. Raising her legs, I bend them until her knees are up by her shoulders, and this new position seems to open her up even more widely for me. I wonder if I’ll be able to go in just as deep as I can from the back, but with the added benefit of seeing her. I need to see her, even if her cunt can only take my tip when we’re face-to-face.

Thrusting, I land all the way in.

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