Page 19 of His Dark Discipline

“For you, princess? I can do anything.”

Damon’s hips buck forward, giving me his whole cock. An explosion of sensation overwhelms my nerves, and I cry out again as he bottoms out inside of me, claiming me and making me his.

Then, with a grunt, Damon’s body goes stiff and presses down against me.

There’s another explosion – a flood of hot, sticky warmth that ignites a feral, animalistic sensation in my mind.

Breeding…he’s breeding me.

“Fuck,” I groan as his cock pumps his hot seed into me. I wrap my legs around him again, pulling him closer as my mouth opens to accept his kiss. This is what it’s like to be used and abused in the best way possible. Damon’s prowess is undeniable, and when it’s finally all over and he slows his strokes and presses his full weight on top of me, I’m smiling like a little girl.

“Motherfucker,” he grunts as he begins to slowly run his fingers through my hair. “I haven’t come that fast since I was younger than you are now.”

“I love it, Daddy,” I whisper, running my lips across his neck. I taste his sweat, slightly salty on my tongue, and further lose myself in our primitive act. I want to taste him, smell him, take his mess between my legs.

I want him to ruin me.

“God, baby, you drive me crazy. You took my whole cock and my load. You know what that means?” He pulls back and flashes his eyes at me, accompanied by a grin that gives me butterflies. “You’re mine now.”

“Of course I am,” I whisper back. “I always have been. You just didn’t want to believe it.”

“Well, I do now,” Damon replies. “And now you’re really going to get it.”

The first slam jolts me. The second makes my eyes water.

The third makes me come again.

“Damon!” I cry out as another orgasm catches me off guard. My womanhood clenches down, and my body begins to seize. I expect Damon to stop and wait, give me time – but he doesn’t. In fact, he ramps up.

He slams into me, driving his cock in and out like a piston, causing his cum to overflow and spill out of me, running down my thighs, my ass, and onto the bed below as I shudder and quake, enraptured and ensnared by his prowess and vigor.

Each wave of my climax is more intense than the last. Finally, I throw my arms around his neck and cry out, losing myself completely. Seconds go by – God, it could be minutes for all I know. I have no concept of time. All I know is the pleasure. The pure physical sensations that have me trying to remember my own name.

“Hey, hey,” Damon whispers as he gently slaps me on the cheek. My eyes open, and I swallow hard as he comes back into focus. “Come back, princess. Come back to me.”

“Shit,” I gasp. “I…I…”

“I know, baby,” he growls as he moves slowly inside me, grinding his hips like a dancer. “That’s how it’s going to be with me when I fuck you.”

“Every time?” I whimper.

“Every goddamn time.”

Daddy…

Our lips meet, and our tongues slide against each other. Damon fucks me with more than just a physical attraction. There’s something much deeper happening between us, and I’m powerless to stop it.

Not that I would ever want to.

Damon’s strong hands slide beneath me and cup my ass. The new angle causes my eyes to go wide, and when I feel his balls slap against my asshole, a fierce vigor consumes me.

I want more.

I want to be bad. Naughty for my daddy.

As hard as it is to do, I wriggle back and slide off his cock and watch as his cum spills out of me. He looks at me perplexed for just a moment, but like a bad girl who has done it many times before, I spin around and get on my knees before him. Doggy style.

“Christ, you sexy little bitch, where did you learn how to do that?” I smile as Damon spanks me, the hot sting a reminder of his dominance.

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