Page 91 of Creed

Instead of explaining, my hand comes down hard on her bare ass cheek. She yelps, then groans, low and deep.

My dick jerks at the guttural sound, demanding that I cease this torture and burrow into its favorite place in the fucking world.

“Oh my god, can I come just from you spanking me?”

“We’re going to find out, angel.” My hand lands again, and she arches her back, her head falling back as she cries out. I landanother one on the same cheek in close succession, and her cry is higher and needier.

I’m thankful we’re in a secluded wing of the house because there’s no doubt that my angel is going to scream to high fucking heaven when she explodes.

Landing spank after spank on the perfect, plump curves of her ass cheeks, each strike rips a more desperate sound from her.

Her ass is bright red, and I pull on her lace panties gathered in my fist so they’re taut over her pussy lips, and the rough texture of the lace rubs against her clit.

I land one more spank on her reddened right cheek and jerk on her panties to spark her clit. She screams as she climaxes, the sound is hoarse and savage. She sobs out her ecstasy as her knees buckle.

I catch her, wrapping my arm around her waist, so she doesn’t stress her shoulders. Her torso sags between her restrained arms, and the convulsions of her orgasm cause waves of contractions in her ass pressed tight against my groin. Cum leaks from my dick, everything inside me screaming to bury myself deep inside her, but I resist.

Her body shakes as I lift her upper body and unhook the belt from the bedpost. She shifts and kneels on the bed.

“Keep my hands bound,” she orders. “Fuck me, baby. I want to feel the sting of my ass cheeks as you pummel me.” She braces on her elbows and buries her head in the bed, presenting herass to me. It most definitely will be stinging, and I’ll lavish the aftercare soon. But right now, I have an order from my queen.

Fisting the waistband of her panties, I tear them in half. I leave them on, only pushing the fabric aside to line my tip up at the entrance of her pussy.

Panting, she presses back toward me. “Please, Creed. I need you to fill me. Stretch me. Pour your cum into me.”

Her needy words, ones so dirty coming from her angel lips, snap the last of my control of making us both wait.

I slam home in one vicious thrust, deep and fully inside her, her tight walls protesting and trying to accommodate my size and sudden presence. She instantly starts to flutter around my length as I roughly pound into her. She feels like heaven and home. Finally, two halves reunited as one.

“I’ll never leave you again,” she sobs, both from the emotion of us joining back together and as pleasure surges through her. She pushes back to meet my thrusts and makes our bodies slam together. “I’m yours. Only and always yours.”

Her breathing stutters with the force of our colliding hips, and each time, a noise of ecstasy tumbles out of her.

Reaching around to her front, I push a finger into her pussy, feeling my dick slick with her wetness move in and out. Adjusting the position of my hand, I press my thumb against her swollen clit. At that angle, I can’t do much except give her somepressure and friction on that nub of sensitive flesh, but I’ll give her more soon.

Biting her neck, I thrust into her as she pushes back to meet me, thrust for thrust, with just as much force. I lick up her neck, reaching her ear. “I’m going to fill you with my cum, Sophie.”

“Yes,” she moans.

“I want you pregnant. Soon. Fuck,” I groan as the thought of that—the thought of breeding her and her big with my child—almost has me immediately exploding.

“Oh god.” She drops her head, and her pussy clamps around me.

I shift my hand away from her pussy and splay my hand over her lower stomach, feeling the way I move inside her. “I want this belly big and round with my child.Our child.Do you want that?”

“Yes,” she cries into the mattress.

That admission alone slingshots me toward the finish line.

Keeping my hand on her belly, my other goes to her clit, massaging and rubbing until her breathing turns erratic and stilted. Raspy stuttered groans spill from her as she convulses around me, setting me off, and I burst inside her. Pleasure dances down my spine, and my balls try to seek refuge inside my body. They suck up so tight as her walls spasm around me, trying to drain them of every drop of cum.

She collapses on the bed, pulling me out of her. The loss of being buried in her is offset by seeing her red ass cheeks and my cum leaking out of her swollen pink pussy.

She's splayed on the bed, and I smile at her limp, satiated body. I shift to get off the bed to get the aftercare items to soothe her reddened ass and to clean her up.

She rolls onto her side, gazing up at me with heavy-lidded, love-drunk eyes. “Stay with me.”

Deciding to wait to get the items I need, I kneel on the bed and undo her bound wrists.

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