Page 57 of The Devil's Heir
"Please, Sir. I need you inside of me!"
I pull away, asking, "What exactly do you want me to do. I'm quite enjoying myself at the moment." I love fucking with her.
"Please…" She pauses. When I think she isn't going to finish, she then says, "I need you to fuck me, Sir…"
Grinning, I kneel between her legs and remove the towel. I notch the head of my cock at her entrance and push just the tip in.
"Since I now know you aren't pregnant yet, this is just a practice run," I tell her and then slide all the way in. She's so fucking tight that I have to pause once I'm all the way in and take a breather.
"H-how do you know, Sir?"
"How do I know what—that you're not carrying my child?"
"Yes…"
"Oh, I don't know. How about you tell me?" I claim her mouth, forcing my tongue into hers and letting her taste herself on me. I'm sure my face looks like a horror show, and soon, so will hers.
She must figure it out because she starts shoving at me. I give her what she wants and retract my tongue from her mouth.
"What the…"
"You started your period, pauper."
"And you…you…" she gasps, not able to finish her sentence.
"I never let a good pussy go to waste, pauper. A little blood has never hurt anyone."
Lifting her leg up to my hip, I start off slowly, not wanting to hurt her being as tight as she is. The extra lubricant helps make it easier. When Isee her cover her eyes with her hands, I order, "Look at me. Do not take your eyes off me while I'm fucking you, pauper."
"This is so embarrassing, Sir. I'm on my…"
"You're on your fucking period—that's all. The only bad thing about it is that it means my seed hasn't taken yet, but it will. You must have come here after your ovulation period."
"Can you please not talk about it?"
Repositioning myself, I spread her legs wider and pick up my pace. My thumb goes to her clit, and I rub continuously until she tightens around me.
"Come for me, Liliana." I let her name roll off my tongue, making it sound exotic.
"Oh, God… oh, God… oh, God…"
As my thumb still plays with her, I push my middle finger in alongside my cock, stretching her a little more. "That's it, pauper. You're taking me so well," I breathe out as I watch her fall apart all around me.
She keeps her eyes on me the whole time and doesn't even react when I pull my finger free and suck on it. I've never really been one to earn my red wings, but I can't help myself when it comes to this woman. I want her to know that every part of her belongs to me and I will take everything I can from her until she believes it herself. I will break her, no matter what.
After making her come one more time, I allow myself to release. Exhaling slowly, I let my eyes close momentarily, savoring this whole experience. I'm feeling so much better than I had when I came into the room. I've fucked Lily before, but this was different; I can't explain.
My eyes snap open, and I instantly pull out of her warmth, regretting it. I didn't like where my thoughts were going. I still don't know what I want to do about my pauper once she has the baby. I'm hoping she stays, for the kids' sake—at least that's what I keep telling myself—but do I really want a woman around? Am I ready to give up my bachelor life for someone who can't stand me?
"Don't move," I order, opening her nightstand, where I keep the plugs. I return to the bed and insert it. "Leave it in until you get up for the day, and then you can replace it with a tampon or whatever you use. There should be some stocked in your ensuite."
"But why must I plug it up? I won't get pregnant anyway."
Smirking, I reply, "Because I like knowing you're full of my cum, pauper."
As soon as I grab the towel and start wiping my dick off, Lily moves over to the other side of the bed, probably to get away from the mess we surely made. From what I can tell, with the light coming in from the open door, the towel is a bloody mess, so I can only imagine what the sheets are like.
Not caring that I'm completely naked, I walk around to the other side of the bed. Liliana stares up at me, and for just a second, I feel like an asshole. The defeated look in her eyes causes a weird feeling inside, but I push it away. I can't feel bad about what I've done. She signed the contract.
