Page 13 of Vow of Vengeance
I have to think of financial plans and tax breaks to keep from blowing the minute her lips wrap around me. I grip her jaw, bracing her as I ease into her, letting her adjust to the intrusion.I don't give her long, though, pumping my hips forward so that I can test the depth, seeing how far she'll let me go.
Soren's nails dig into my thighs as I push into her throat, and I imagine if I looked at her, she'd have tears in her eyes. But I can't look at her, because the sight of her swallowing me would be my undoing, and I don't want the fun to be over so soon.
In this position, she's splayed open for me, vulnerable and unable to move. I stroke her slit, testing to see whether she's dripping with need yet. When I skate my touch down to her ass and press gently against the hole, she makes a sound of protest that sends vibrations up my cock.
"I think there's only one way to get your husband out of your head." I tell her, rasping breaths at the way she shakes her head in an attempt to dislodge me. Her chest rises hard, panic dictating her breaths. "I have to fuck you everywhere, to erase him from you so that your only memory ismeusing your holes, filling you like the whore we both know you are."
Her lips move against the base of my cock as she tries to say something, but I slam in deeper, choking the words back down her throat.
I push a slick-covered finger from her pussy against the ring of muscle at her ass, feeling her clench like she thinks that will keep me out. I feel her squeeze me desperately as she tries to escape me even a little, though it only manages to pull me deeper into her ass. I guess she hasn't figured out yet what I've been telling her from the first moment— there's no escape from me.
I reach between us and pinch her nose shut, giving her no warning before plunging in deep. She retches as I hit her gag reflex, her entire body trying to fold in half as I add another finger to her ass, spreading her open for me.
I count the whole time, making it to four before she desperately tries to twist out from under me. Another ten seconds and I notice the bite as her nails dig deeper into my skin,desperately trying to force me off her. Another ten seconds and I release her nose, letting her suck in a deep breath that only chokes her when my cock slips deeper into her throat.
"Fuck, little bird." I growl, feeling myself losing my grip on my sanity.
She makes me feral, animalistic. I do things with her before I've even thought them through, things I've never done with anyone. The same part of me that wants to destroy her wants to push her limits, and it tests my own in the process.
I push off of her, using the momentum to unsheathe myself from her throat. Soren sucks in air and chokes on that, too. A long string of spit connects her chin to my dick, which is coated in the thick lining of her throat.
She's still trying to get her breath back when I go to the other side of the bed and flip her, smacking her ass in the spot that makes her jump like she's been electrocuted.
"Dec!" She gasps, slamming her fist into the mattress as I prod between her cheeks, my cock ready for the final frontier. I'd be worried about her if she weren't coughing, proving that she's still breathing despite my brutal reminder of who owns her.
I spit between her cheeks, letting it coat her asshole before I push in. It’s not much, but my dick is slick with the slippery lining of her throat, and it helps ease me inside of her.
"Wait!" She gasps, pushing back against me like that will make me back off. As if I'll just roll over and go to bed. Not a fucking chance, not when her tight ass is strangling my dick.
I suck in a breath through my nose, trying to gain my composure. I’ve only just gotten the tip in and I don’t know if I’ll last long enough to sheathe myself inside of her, to turn my thighs into a throne for her to sit upon.
She gasps, a sound of pain that turns to a cry, a sound like a sob, and finally, a moan as I slide deeper.
I go slow, testing her.
I experimented in college, but anal was never my favorite. I preferred the feel of a woman's mouth wrapped around me, wet and warm. But this is a pleasure I didn't expect as I push into her, feeling her stretch around me.
"I need to erase him from you, Ren." I explain, inching deeper inside of her. I'm going slow, opening her to me and making sure she doesn't tear. Lube would be a good idea, but I didn't prepare for any of this.
"No." Her gasp turns to a strangled scream when I press my hips flat against her ass, buried deep inside her bowels. There's a sheen of sweat on her skin that makes her glow like a fucking goddess as she tries to wriggle me free.
"It will hurt more when I move. Just give it a minute to adjust."
Soren slams her fist into the mattress, throwing her head back to let a ragged gasp out of her. "I can't!"
"You can. And you will.” I press a kiss against her sweat-slicked skin. “Because this pain is nothing compared to what you've been through."
She grunts, bucking toward me again and jolting my cock. I'm like a spring wound too tight, ready to blow at a second’s notice, and I haven't even begun to move yet.
"Fuck," she groans, breathing shallow breaths. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because I own every part of you." I move her sticky hair off the base of her neck, pressing a kiss there. "And I need to prove it to you. And I need you to prove it to me."
"Please," she whimpers, clawing at the comforter. "Just..."
"Breathe through it." I instruct her, letting her feel the pain in all of its glory.
Pain is exquisite. It is the most indisputable proof of life, the thing we search for to prove whether we're in a dream or suffering through consciousness. Sharing pain is something farmore exquisite, a pleasure in its own right. And the way she's gripping my cock is beautifully painful.
