Page 26 of Brutal Serpent

I brought the leather strap down on that creamy white ass.

It made a satisfyingthwackas it connected with her skin. Catherine yelped like she’d never been spanked in her life.

I did it again, on her other deliciously bare cheek. It pleased me to see the flesh redden, and my wife wiggle with discomfort.

It pleased me too goddamn much.

I was uncomfortably aware that my cock was throbbing at the thought of sinking my hard length into her, breeding her again, forcing my release in her, and swelling her belly round with my seed.

“You’re not to touch other men,” I said angrily, trying to ignore my painfully hard cock. “And if you try to escape from me again I’ll tie you up with a rope and drag you behind the carriage.”

I thrashed her again, making sure she was spanked with the full strength of my arm.

She could have been goddamn killed doing something stupid like that,I seethed to myself.

She whined and mewled, sounding like a little angry cat, and I spanked her several more times, gritting my teeth to keep myself from plunging a hand into her warm cunt.

When I stopped for a moment her ass was glowing.

My cock was so hard it ached in my pants, and I flipped Catherine back around, making sure to grind her sore ass against the carriage door.

There were angry tears running down her face and I couldn’t help my lips twisting up.

“Here,” I said, taking out my handkerchief. “I don’t want to fuck you with snot running down your face.”

“I don’t want to. . .fuckyou at all!” she raged at me, and I was amused to see her set her chin to use my same vulgar language.

“That’s too bad for you,” I said harshly, my cock aching, my need urgent. “You don’t get a choice in the matter. Now wipe your face off.”

I moved the handkerchief closer, and with a little snap of her teeth, she grabbed the handkerchief and started tearing chunks out of it like a little angry kitten.

I wanted to laugh but I grabbed her chin with one hand, tightening my fingers so she was forced to stop.

“Claws in, kitten.”

I gave her a little spank on her bare sore ass to make sure she knew she was at my mercy. I could feel the precum beading on my cock, making my breeches wet and I couldn’t wait any longer. I braced her against the carriage door, twisting her dress up in my arms, and I yanked my cock out.

Her mouth was set in such a pretty pink pout that I couldn’t help bending down to kiss her, keeping my fingers roughly on her jaw so she couldn’t close her mouth to me. Catherine squeaked angrily underneath my mouth, struggling in my arms. But nothing would stop me when it came to her. She tasted exquisitely sweet, and I took a moment to force my tongue in her mouth, gather all her sweetness up for me.

Then I plunged my cock in her, gritting my teeth against the pure pleasure of her wet cunt forced to spread for me. She was so wet and warm that I was already feeling my release build.

Fuck.I knew I should have taken her this morning, but the goddamn footmen were in my room too early fucking about with the curtains.

I can’t control myself when it comes to her.

I bent down, opening my mouth over her neck, where her little fluttering heartbeat stood out. She tried to shy away from me, but that only made me grab her tighter. I bit down right over her heartbeat and she threw her head back against the carriage, wanting to get away. But there was nowhere to go. No escape for her, and her little pants made me feel ravenous with need.

“Feel that, brat?” I asked, letting her go so I could nip punishing kisses all up and down her throat. “I have power even over your heartbeat. Everything about you is mine. I’m going to fill you with my seed because you’re mine to fuck and fill, wife.”

Her skin against my teeth tasted silky and suddenly I knew I couldn’t hold out any fucking longer. I put one arm against the carriage, bracing myself so I could fuck her as hard and fast as I wanted to, grinding her into the side of the carriage.

My release snaked up my spine and burst over my skull as I emptied myself inside her, tasting her skin under my tongue.

Godsdamn,but she felt good!

I’ve fuckedotherpeople’s wives, but I didn’t know fucking yourownwould feel this good.

What is it about her that means I can barely control myself, like I’m too feral to fuck her slowly? The way she’s soft and weak but there’s still a spark of defiance in her eyes?

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