Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
“Maybe you’re not spoiled. Maybe you’re just headstrong. And maybe it’s time you were spoiled. Maybe that’s why fate put you here, in our arms.”
Maybe I just want him to fuck me. Maybe that’s all I’m capable of thinking about when I’m sitting in his lap, feeling him flex around me, his arms wrapped around me, his hand…
Einar has gone too. I didn’t notice him leave, but I do notice that it’s now just me, Rafe, and the remains of the pancakes.
He lays me down on the table and pulls my pants down, gripping the sides with fisted hands and lowering them slowly.
“Do you want to be spoiled?”
“Yes, please,” I say. I don’t know exactly what he means by that, but I do know I want to find out. I let him peel my pants off me and expose my pussy.
Rafe makes a soft sound of something like sympathy as he looks down between my legs.
“Look at that pretty pussy,” he praises me. “Einar really put you through your paces, didn’t he? I can see how swollen you are, how wet you are… let me make it better.”
He lowers his head and I feel the lips of his mouth meet my pussy lips. I’ve heard of this before, but I had absolutely no idea that this would feel so very, very good.
His mouth is hot between my thighs as he pleasures me with his lips and tongue. It feels good, even though my pussy is sore and tender. I feel my arousal increasing every time his tongue makes one of those delicate yet talented movements. I am getting closer and closer to a climax that I think will be painful, but he stops before I can reach that point and looks at me with those passionate blue eyes.
“Do you want my cock?”
I make a whimpering sound. I don’t want to say no, but I cannot say yes. I do not think I can take another round of mating.
“I know,” he says, sympathetic. “Your poor pussy is so sore, but you have another tight little hole yet to be claimed. That one belongs to me.”
There’s oil nearby, a condiment for dressing salads, probably. Today, I am the one on the menu.
He takes me by the hips and turns me over on the table. I reach out and take hold of the edge as Rafe positions me how he wants me, lifting me up a little so I am on my tiptoes with my legs partly spread. This feels terribly filthy, especially when he drizzles pure oil down between my cheeks and begins massaging it against a part of my anatomy I really never thought anybody else would touch, let alone…
“Fuck!”
I let out a little gasp as his finger slides inside me, stretching and lubricating that tight hole.
“Relax,” he chuckles deeply. “This can feel very good, and I’d like your first time with me to be less damaging than your first time with my friend.”
I can still feel my pussy aching as he penetrates my ass. Pleasure and pain have an intimate connection in sex, it seems. I didn’t know that either.
Rafe takes his time playing with my butt, stroking his fingers in and out of that naughty hole. It doesn’t hurt. It feels good in a way I really did not expect.
“Such a good girl,” he praises me. I feel a flush of happiness rush through me at the positive reinforcement. If they ever work out that I respond to praise, I am fucked in an entirely different way than I am about to be.
He pulls his finger from me and growls softly as he presses the head of his cock against my virgin ass. Slowly, surely, and entirely deliberately, Rafe fills me up.
I let out a long, soft moan as he takes me, leaning down over me, his big hands covering mine as he covers my body and urges his hips forward to fuck me with passionate, undulating strokes. I feel his lips on the back of my neck, hot kisses that come with little bites.
Rafe’s loving is complete and intense, and twisted in the best way. He reaches under me and presses his fingers against my clit, rubbing against that tender bud as he starts to fuck my butt harder.
The sounds I make are soft and submissive and entirely animal. I don’t know that I should be enjoying having my ass fucked quite this much, but the wrongness and the intensity, and the fact that Rafe is a very sexy older man who is claiming his mate, and the way my pussy is so sore from the rough, punishing ravaging I earned last night from Einar all combines to make me want to orgasm all over again.
“Such a good girl,” Rafe praises me again. “See? When you do as you’re told, you can enjoy bad things sometimes. I can feel your tight little ass gripping me, and look at the way you’re pushing back on my cock. Do you like being fucked like this, Darcy? Are you a filthy little whelp who needs her master’s cock in her ass?”