Page 115 of Monsters Wear Crowns
Fuck.
He was fucking devouring me.
He held me down so hard that I couldn’t move, ripping me toward one of the most insane orgasms of my fucking life. His tongue and lips weregreedy. Tears welled in my eyes, and I whimpered while he expertly guided me to the edge. I couldn’tescape. I couldn’t move. He was a predator consuming his prey. My legs trembled beneath his grip, and his breath quickened, sensing how close I was.
And then I shattered entirely, nearly sobbing as ecstasy blasted through me in intense waves.
“There you go, baby,” he growled against me. “Such a sweet fucking pussy.”
I wanted to talk, to tell him, holy shit. But the tie prevented words. So I just whined when he stood. His eyes were dark as he stared down at me, swiftly unbuttoning his pants. And within the next second, he buried himself in my drenched pussy. My body was startled by his sudden entry, his thick cock stretching me deliciously. “It’s too much,” I whined through the tie, yet I dug my nails into his biceps. I loved the pleasure and the pain that came from his size.
“Fuck, Dela,” he panted, immediately setting a strong pace. My eyes rolled back, lost in pure euphoria. Cedar and woodsmoke filled my senses, his breathy grunts absolutely wrecking me. “That’s my gorgeous girl,” he rasped, wrapping a hand around my throat. “You take me so well.”
The moan that escaped me would have usually embarrassed me, but I felt no shame. This man was a fucking god. I pressed my tied hands against his chest, attempting something.
Rafe picked up on it quickly, a smirk gracing his lips. “Don’t try to push me away, baby, when I can feel how fucking wet I made you.”
My head kicked back against the wall while he continued slamming into me. I pushed harder, attempting to inch away from him.
He laughed, yanking me closer, fully seated inside me. “You’re tied up. You’re not going anywhere.”
Before he continued, he looped a finger inside the tie around my mouth and pulled it down. His icy eyes seared into mine, daring me to use my safeword. But I just grinned, biting my bottom lip. Henodded in acknowledgment, understanding that he had my consent.
God, he was so good to me.
“I’m going to put this back on,” he whispered, tying the tie back in place so I couldn’t speak. “If you want me to stop at any point, hit the shelf twice, okay?”
I nodded, melting beneath his gaze.
And then, he switched into a different character. A muscle in his jaw ticked, and his eyes darkened as he spread my thighs wider. “Open your fucking legs for me.”
His strong body pinned me, and as he picked up speed, he let his head fall back. My pussy clenched tighter around him, seeing how much he enjoyed my body.
He pulled out of me, jerking off on my clit. My body jolted at the wild pleasure. “Look at you,” he bit his lip, watching me writhe. I suddenly had to remember what character I was playing. I shoved away from him like I hated that I was enjoying it.
A husky laugh escaped him as his hands pressed me into the shelf. “Are you scared, little doe?” His hand found my hair and yanked my gaze up to his. “Are you fucking scared?” He pushed inside me again with possessive intensity, eliciting a startled yelp from me. “Ugh, this pussy feels so fucking good, baby.” He kept his fingers tangled in my hair while he forcibly drove into me over and over. He stimulated my clit every time he slammed his body against mine. It was only a matter of time…
“You going to come on my cock?” he asked with a smirk. “Look at you, you fucking slut. Enjoying being tied up and used like this?”
I whimpered, biting into the silk tie again while shoving at him. But his body was too strong, too big. Overwhelmed with pleasure, I suddenly reached up and hit his face with my tied hands.
“You want to play rough?” he chuckled. “Fine.”
Before I could even guess what he was about to do, I was swept from the shelf and thrown onto the soft, plush carpet. Within seconds, he was on me again, tugging my tank further down mybody.
“There we go,” he grinned, pinning my hands above my head, his gaze sweeping across my full breasts. I wanted to take it further, so I quickly rolled, attempting an“escape.”But his hands found my hips and yanked me back.
“You’re not fucking going anywhere,” he growled, tucking me beneath him.
My eyes widened when I felt his cock pressing against my pussy from behind. And when he forced himself inside again, I cried out.
“That’s a good fucking girl,” he panted as he ground into me, his thickness threatening to rip me. “You’re so tight, baby.” My elbows dug into the carpet every time he slammed into me. I attempted to fight back, screaming through the tie in my mouth.
“Shhh,” he reached around and squeezed his hand around my throat. “Stay right there, love. Your struggling is going to make me come.”That did it.My second orgasm clawed its way out, ripping apart my entire soul. A wild moan broke free, feeling him pick up speed, slamming his hips against my ass. His hold around my throat tightened.
“There you fucking go, come on my cock, baby,” he shoved deeper, harder. To draw it out longer, I thrashed under him, finding a sick pleasure in him holding me down. “Stop moving, I’m almost done,” he rasped, his lips brushing my ear. “Ugh, this tight little pussy is gonna make me come.”
I squirmed, the last of my orgasm whipping out in wild waves. I let out another muffled moan and attempted to crawl away, but he held me tight. “I’m going to fill this pretty pussy,” he panted, his hips grinding against my ass.
