Page 44 of Cookie: Part One
“Mmm. Better, but not enough. Tell me vhat are you begging for?” he demands, and my heart races.
“D-do I h-have to say it?”
“Da, tell Misha vhat zhis slutty pussy really vants.” He gently moves his middle finger in and out of my pussy, making me whine and cry harder.Fuck, this asshole is just teasing me!
“You, damnit! I want you! A… and them! I want everything you have for me,” I admit, defeated.
“Good girl.” He stands, his big body squeezing between my legs. “I said I vould give you everyzhing?” he pulls out his dick and gently rubs it between m pussy lips. I swear the whole house could burn down around us, and I wouldn’t notice.
All I can see is him, big, scarred chest rising and falling like he’s trying to stay calm, and his hands all over me, massaging my body.God, I want him…
“You don’t have to hold back,” I whimper, wanting everything even though I shouldn’t, but his hands tighten around my hips like a damn shackle, and he growls.
“But Ido,Pechenye.You don’t understand how bad I’ll vreck zhis pussy if I don’t.” My breath catches as he leans down, taking my lips into a kiss, running his tongue over mine, slow and deep.
“B-but I want you to…” I gasp as his lines himself up with my pussy hole, making me bite back a groan and arch my back as he painfully eases that monster inside me slowly.God.I feel him just grinding between my thighs, heavy and unrelenting, and he’s not even all the way inside yet.
“You zhink I don’t vant to?” he mutters. “You zhink I don’t vant to mark you and zhis pussy as mine? Fuck you so deep you see me in behind your eyelids? Fuck you so hard your knees go veak vhen you see me?” he growls, searing me from the inside.
“M-Misha! Pl…” I pant, heart about to explode from how good he feels. “Please!” I whimper and try to move my hips again, buthe pins me down, palm splayed against my belly.
“Net …” His voice drops. “Tell me vho’s ze Master of zhis pussy?” He bottoms out inside of me, and I cry out, squirting in a silent scream, trembling.
“YOOOUUU!!!” I cry out.
“Good girl. Zhen milk your master’s dick, Pechenye.” he murmurs low, pulling out and rocking into me agonizingly slow, and it’s worse them him pounding me… this is the best and worst torture I have ever felt in my life.
My eyes are blurry, my head is pounding, I hear a beeping in my ears, and my breath is gone.
“I… I c-can’t…” I wheeze. “F-faster!” I cry, the ache in my belly bringing me to tears, the searing pain and pleasure in my pussy driving me mad.
“Tell me vho’s in zhis pussy.”
“MASTERRRRRSSSSSS IN THIS PUSSY!!!!”
“F-fuck—” he hisses, lips brushing my temple. “Take zhis dick, Pechenye. My voman knows how to handle everyzhing I throw at her.” He slams slowly in me, hitting something in my gut that literally has me twitching.
“Ughhhnnnnn!” I choke out.
“Come on, take your master’s dick. Zhis is my pussy right?” He pulls out slowly, slamming back in me, making me convulse and my heart beat in my throat. I claw at his back, gasping, wound so tight, feeling him pulse inside of me to the point I really feel as if I’ve died. “Say it for me again.” He leans down, growling in my ear. “Who does zhis pussy belong to?” he grits, sweating, panting just as hard as I am.
“IT’S YOURS MASTER! THIS PUSSY IS YOURSSSSSSSY-YOURS!! AAAAHHHH HHUUUNNNGGGGGGNNNNNN!” I choke, squirting so much my stomach hollows out.
“Fucking right zhis my pussy!” He grins down at me slamming deep in me causing tears to spill from my eyes.
“MASSTTTERRRRR MASSSTTTTERRRRR MASSSTTTTERRRRR! FUCK ME MORE! PLEASEEEEE!!!” I cry out and he chuckles.
“As you vish Pechenye.” He rams into me once more, gushing nut all in my pussy, leaving me no choice but to fall apart once more, feeling myself squeeze down so hard, greedy and needy like my body’sbeggingto be filled. In his arms, my entire body trembles, as an animalistic growl arises from him and makes my pussy throb.
I look up at him as he doesn’t even pull out of me, but he reaches to grab a blanket sitting on the chair and wraps us up, carrying me out in the cold, uncaring of who sees.
As we pass the guards and his family members, I want to crawl into a hole and expire, but no one says anything, and even if they did, all I can hear is my heartbeat, thudding in my ears like it’s trying to warn me.Damn, this man really got me in a choke hold.
His arms are warm around me as he carries me down the hallway like I’m not a full-grown woman coming apart at the seams, ruined, stretched, and sore in places I didn’t know could ache.
I barely register the door creaking open until my back hits soft sheets, the silk gliding against my skin like a whispered apology for everything my body has been through at the hands of this man and his people.
“Th-this isn’t my room,” I whisper, and he takes my lips into a kiss.
