“Oh God.” I cry out trying to hold it together. Smack.
“Don’t call out another man’s name when I am about to breed you, baby. Not even the almighty.” Jesus that was hot. Smack. “I heard that.” Shoot. “Look at those tiny holes, opening and closing, waiting for me to destroy them. Teasing me, beckoning me.” Sadist. He is a sadist. I am literally dying right now, and he is getting off on torturing me. Slurp.
“Ahhh.” I cry out when he licks me once again, starting at my rosebud and running up through my cream. “Loid. Please.'' Everything is sensitive. My hair is standing on nerve endings. I jump when I feel his cock smack my clit. “Oh.” I moan, muscles twitching.
“Christ. Look at you, baby girl. You are a playboy centerfold. A naked Aphrodite painting coming to life. My own personal Jessica Rabbit, wet and swollen from wanting. Look at me. Watch as I slide this snake in your tiny mouse hole.” I feel feverish and hot, everything is blurry and glazed over in lust. My eyes feast on his cock, thick and wide, the vein mocking me and taunting me, forcing me to watch as he stretches my pussy and fills me.
“Oh God. It burns.” I don’t want him to stop but fuck he is huge, and it hurts.
“I’m sorry, baby. Just let me in. I promise the pain will stop.” the chords on his neck are strained and I realize he is holding back trying not to hurt me. “Son of a bitch. I am going to breed you before I am all the way inside. My dick is being strangled by your tiny slit.” Squish. I really am dirty, huh. “Only for me baby, in our bed and in my arms. Outside of this space, you are perfect and light and sweet and MINE!!!” Something pierces inside of me, and I scream as his mouth covers mine, swallowing the pain and the surprise feeling of being complete. He stills, his lower half anyway, not moving, instead pulsing and filling up the spaces inside of me long left dormant and empty.
Our mouths meet at a slow and decadent pace, tongues sliding against one another. I squeeze the muscles of my pussy, testing out the pain. When I feel none, I attempt to move, but his weight has me pinned to the mattress, helpless beneath him, but it is a welcome feeling. I need him to move. “It doesn't hurt, Loid. Please.” he looks down at me and smirks.
“All I have done is stuff it inside of you and already you're a greedy girl. Fuck. Nothing feels this good.” he moves, sliding out as far as he can without leaving me before slamming back inside.
“LOID!!” I scream as the pressure and pleasure intensifies. His mouth moves from my lips to my neck, sucking and biting, marking me as if I could think of anyone else but him. When he licks my tit into his mouth and bites it, I gush all over him, screaming into the air as I float away.
“So fucking perfect. How did I end up with something as sweet and perfect as you, baby girl?” “I’m not…” my vision becomes impaired as I see a vision of me laying beneath him like this and in my previous vision. But in this one, my belly is swollen, full with his child as he fucks me like his Goddess.
“You are my Goddess. My Queen. My fucking dirty girl. MINE!! No one else’s. I will kill anyone who touches you.” he pummels me over and over with each word. Each statement is accented by his urgency to stamp himself inside of me, permanently. “I have been waiting my whole life for you, Fern. Tell me you belong to me. Say it so I don’t lose my fucking mind.” “I belong to you. I belong to you.” I chant it over and over, kissing his face and neck, squeezing his ass, pulling him further into me, racing toward another orgasm.
“Damn right!'' With confirmation, he sits up, grabs my thighs, gripping them so hard I know evidence of his possession will show on them as well. Pushing my legs back he rails me, slamming into me, punishing me for his own obsession. We scream, grunt and moan as one, climaxing, spiraling into the abyss of pleasure.
Laying my head on his chest, struggling to catch my breath, I admit to myself that this is the happiest I have ever been. “So, any idea what the hell is going on with us?” he asks, stroking my hair.
“No clue.” “Me either, baby. Me either.” I just hope it lasts once he knows.
Chapter Eight
Loid
She fits so perfectly in my arms. I have been staring at her for hours, in awe of everything that has transpired, but the cops are going to be here soon, and I need to know from her what happened and if our intel is correct. Stretching, I look out the window and everything seems brighter. Smells crisper. Feels lighter. So this is love? My beloved moves beside me and I know I need to wake her. “Wake up sexy.” I kiss the side of her face and both of her eyes.