I felt his hands smooth over my ass, spreading the cheeks, his fingers digging into my flesh hard enough the pain and pleasure morphed into one.
Maybe I should have felt self-conscious at how I was displayed right now, how I was obscenely spread, my pussy all up in his face and sopping wet, my arousal slipping down my inner thighs.
He smoothed his hands up and down my sides right before he dragged his nails down my sensitive skin. The burn and sting of pain from those slightly claw-tipped fingers scratching at me.
I knew he’d drawn blood, and that was confirmed when he leaned forward, covered his chest with my back, and proceeded to drag his tongue up and down the no doubt red, angry furrows he’d given me.
“God… you’re perfect.” And then he brought his palm down on one of my ass cheeks so hard my back arched, my bottom popped out, and heat and a fierce sting took root under my flesh.
“Ahhh,” I cried out, my bottom on fire. He didn’t give me a reprieve, just spanked me again, over and over again, alternating cheeks, my flesh jiggling, my skin all but numb at this point.
“Look at that,” he groaned. “I’m going to leave pretty bruises on this porcelain skin.” Slap! Smack! “I’m not going to let you wear clothes around me until they heal, all so I can stare at the marks I gave to you and get off on seeing them.” Slap!
Oh God, it hurt so good.
“And then I’m going to give them to you all over again because you and I both know it makes your tight cunt soaking wet.”
“Ohhh,” I moaned, unable to stop the sound from leaving me. I popped out my ass for him… for more.
He kept spanking me, the sound of his hand meeting my skin so loud it reverberated in my ears.
I was dripping for him, pussy soaked and swollen. I didn’t care about anything else but Adryan fucking me.
He huffed out a groan. “Does my girl like her ass spanked?”
“Mmm” was all I could say.
“You want me to stuff you full again?” He didn't wait for my answer because it didn’t matter what I said. He’d give it to me no matter what. And God did he ever.
He slammed into me hard and fast, not waiting for me to get used to his size, just filling me up like I needed.
Pain with pleasure.
“If I didn’t knock you up the first time I fucked you, I’m sure as hell going to do that now.” He tangled a hand in my hair, jerking my head back hard enough I was forced to bow my back to ease the pressure. He turned my head to the side and leaned in, all the while his hips pistoning in and out of me, his cock slamming into my pussy.
And all I could do was stay still and take it all.
“Fuck!” he groaned harshly and went wild on me, pounding into me so hard I was rocking back and forth. The only things keeping me stable were his hand on my waist and his fingers in my hair.
I came so hard my vision went black for a second, but I was aware of him roaring out, felt his cock jerk in me, get even thicker, bigger. He slid his hand from my hair to wrap it around my throat. He kept my head to the side as he slammed his mouth down on mine, thrusting his tongue between my lips, fucking me in two places now.
He sliced my bottom lip with a fang, then lapped up the blood he spilled.
“Bite me,” he hissed. “Fucking bite me, princess.”
And I did, sank my blunt teeth into his lip until I felt the skin break.
“Lick it up,” he ordered harshly and kept pumping into me.
I panted, feeling another orgasm rise as I dragged my tongue along the wound, his flavor spicy with dark notes, a deep, rich wine that had me moaning against his mouth and climaxing for him.
“Oh… yeah, that’s it. Good girl.” And then he pushed into me once, pumped his cock into my pussy twice. On the third time, he slammed his dick so far into me I swore I felt him in my throat. He came.
And came and came and came some more, his orgasm so strong I felt the hot, hard, and heavy jets of his cum fill me up until there was too much to keep inside.
“You feel that? You feel how much of myself I’m giving you?”
“Ohhh” was all I could say.
“I’m not going to ever stop marking you, claiming you… making sure every fucking person on this goddamn planet knows who you belong to.” His hand was right back in my hair, jerking my head to the side so he could bite me once more… so he could mark me all over again.