Page 46 of Her Vicious Angel

Then he was pulling up my dress and settling his dick at the entrance to my pussy. I was already spreading my legs as far as they could go, but I was trapped by my underpants.

He didn’t give a shit, knocking at my legs with his big thighs so that I spread wider. I heard my panties rip and shred as he spread me wide so that he could see all of me.

“Who owns this pussy?” he asked arrogantly. He leaned forward and wound my long thick hair around one hand and pulled, forcing my head higher to face his family.

“You do,” I said, trembling in anticipation, my nipples hardening.

He flipped my hips up but held his cock at the entrance.

“I said, who owns this pussy?” he ordered, punctuating it with a sudden hard spank on my ass. The feeling was so sharp and unexpectedly pleasurable that I gasped and moaned aloud.

“You do, Andrei.”

“Is this pussy anyone else’s?” he asked, pulling my hair tighter so the tears sprung to my eyes.

“No, Andrei,” I whimpered.

I arched my back to press my pussy on his dick and I cried out with frustration as he moved it away again.

“Not so fast,” he said. “You will marry me.”

I hesitated, and it was long enough that he gave me another sharp spank. The pleasure sensations went spreading through my core and down my legs. My whole body was tingling.

“Yes, Andrei.”

I could feel his breathing begin to get ragged. I felt a drip of my pussy juices roll down my legs and I growled in frustration.

His big hand slapped my ass again. “I’ll ride you when I want to, not a moment sooner,” he said.

I’d had no idea being spanked felt so good. My ass stung and it made my core clench with need.

So I ignored him, arching my back as far as I could, and struggling against his hands to try to reach him. I felt a bead of sweat roll down my breasts and I could tell from the way he was breathing that he couldn’t last much longer.

I could feel him raise his hand back and it landed on my ass again, so hard and sharp and cruel that I groaned louder, whimpering and begging for him.

“All right,” he said. “I will reward you with cock but remember, you are mine now.”

Then he grabbed my hips and lifted me up as he buried himself in me. I shrieked with relief and his fingers bit into me as he lifted me and fucked me and filled me, and I thrilled at the way his savage thrusts exposed my own darkness.

“Yes, Andrei. Ohgod.”

“Come for me,” he said. “Open your eyes and show these men that you are mine.”

I opened my eyes. The Petrovics all looked aroused as fuck. I met Dmitri’s eyes. His face was swollen and blood ran down his neck. But his own cock was straining at his pants and the expression on his face wasn’t abashed at all. I could tell he was thinking,I could do it better.

Andrei’s hands were a brand and a fire on me, and I could tell his orgasm was fast approaching. I wasn’t coming fast enough for him, and he reached down and slapped my pussy slightly.

“I saidcumfor me, wife.”

He yanked me upwards so his cock was rubbing my clit, and the impossibly sensitive skin of my pussy, and I grabbed the table and came hard and violently, shaking and clenching around him as my pussy juices ran down his pant legs.

I could feel the roar of his orgasm in my ear as he fucked me hard, and I rode my orgasm, peaking into his.

I felt limp and boneless, and would have fallen if he hadn’t immediately caught me in strong arms.

I could hear the heavy breathing of the Petrovics.

Dmitri spoke into the silence. “I will be waiting,” he said. “If I am needed.”

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