Page 105 of Goddess of Mayhem

“You’re the boss, baby,” he says as he slaps me on my ass.

Pressing my pussy against him I grind down and his head falls back.

“Fuck, Mal,” he pleads.

I grab his face, demanding he looks me in the eyes, as I almost mutter those words.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he says tightening his grip on my waist. “But I am not even close to being done with you yet, Warrior.”

With that, Liam rolls me on my back. He holds my gaze and I place my hand on my cheek, then he leans down and kisses me softly, telling me without words, that he knows I love him.

Liam gently spreads my legs apart, and positions himself between them. Angling his cock at my opening and pushing inside me slowly, again not giving me the satisfaction of fully taking control.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he grunts, quickly losing control as his pace picks up.

“Fuck me harder, Officer, please,” I beg.

“That’s right, baby, fucking beg,” he growls then slows again.

I’m clawing at his back in need, over the torture. I get his point and I just need him. He bites down on my lip, and I yank on his hair. He continues his tortuous slow pace and I’m ready to gut him.

“Oh, god, please, Liam,” I mewl. “I can’t take it anymore, please.”

He gives me a wicked smile, no longer able to hold back, and getting exactly what I wanted. He slams a deep thrust into me. A satisfied moans filled the room, as he quickens his pace. He grabs my legs, bending them and spreading me wide so he can drive deeper and harder.

Another orgasm tightens my core and I’m whimpering under him.

“I’m going to come,” I pant, my body begging for release and too exhausted for another.

He pulls out and I cry out in rage until he flips me on all fours, slamming his cock inside me once more from behind. My arms and legs are vibrating from the pleasure building, threatening to buckle and make me crash onto the mattress. His hand snakes around my waist, fingers finding my clit and rubbing short, tight circles demanding my release.

“Come for me, baby,” Liam coaxes me. “I’m going to drain you of everything you have.”

I cry out, tears spilling over, my arms finally giving out as another orgasm barrels through me, rattling my fucking soul.

He doesn’t let me rest, no come down from the high I’m on and depletion of any energy I had. He falls on his back pulling me on top of him. Without hesitation, I take his dick and slide down. Liam keeps me balanced and moves me, while bucking up hard and fast while my sensitive and swollen pussy swallows him.

Liam’s eyes rove every inch of my body. He looks at me like I hold the universe in my palm. His body tightens and I’m nearly sobbing from how sensitive I am. I’ve never felt anything like this.

He slams me down, driving himself deeper as he fills me with his cum. He grunts and curses until he’s given me everything he can.

Once he’s finished I fall to his side, and he pulls me into his side.

“I love you, baby,” he whispers, pressing a final kiss to my forehead before we both fall into a deep sleep.

This man has ruined me completely. For the first time in my life, I can look in someone’s eyes, and see a future, my future.

Forty One

Liam

MALIATOOKOFFTOher makeshift shooting range an hour ago. It’s mid-January and colder than a witch’s tit outside. The fire dances in the hearth as I sit on the couch and watch the flames, relaxing in the warmth after gathering wood.

My restless Little Warrior is losing her mind being trapped here. I smile to myself; glad things have turned out the way that they have. I push myself into a standing position and stretch my stiff body. The sun is starting to go down and it’s only going to get colder.

I throw on my jacket and walk out of the house. Letting the sound of gunshots guide me to where she’s tucked herself away. I close in on her, slowing my steps so she can’t hear me. I’m curious how she can wield a gun. I know she favors her dagger, but the thought of Malia using a gun like a pro goes straight to my cock.

Her back is straight, and she’s perfectly poised. Knees slightly bent and spread just enough to balance her. The recoil as each bullet leaves the barrel doesn’t make her move an inch. This is probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life, I don’t why I haven’t come out here to watch her shoot before.

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