Chased (Savage Men 3)

She tried to escape, so I’ll make her feel just how badly I need her.

Then maybe she’ll reconsider.

I’ll fuck the fear right out of her.

I know I’m not supposed to do this, but I’m not going to stop either.

She asked for it.

Begged me to do it.

Who am I to deny her?

So I ram my cock deep inside her, making her feel every ounce of my desire and then some.

I’ve been horny ever since I finished off that dude. It’s what I like, the way my body responds to killing … and I normally would’ve taken care of it by jerking off.

But now she’s here, in the flesh, offering her body to me like a good girl, and I just can’t say no to her. Not when she asks me like that with those sweet lips and those beautiful glossy eyes.

I admit, I’m a sucker for beautiful women, especially when they’re as feisty as she is.

Something about her ferocity makes me want to grab her and keep her … hold her close to me. Even though she’s innocent, she’s far from virtuous. Her mind and body have long been tainted … and I can tell from the flush on her skin and the moans coming from her mouth that she enjoys it just the same.

We’re both suckers for excitement. She just doesn’t want to admit it. But I will … gladly.

I shove my dick inside her without holding back, without restraint. It’s what she wants, so I’ll give it to her.

She wants the animal. The beast. The monster.

It’s only right that I show it to her … at least with our sex.

So I grasp her hands and hold them behind her back as I fuck her into oblivion.

“How does it feel?” I ask, pounding into her. “Tell me.”

“Good.”

I smack her ass. “How good?”

“Fucking good!”

A grin spreads across my lips.

She looks so appetizing when she arches her back like that. It’s as if she’s inviting me in.

So I take the opportunity to grasp the chain attached to her collar and use it as a rein. I pull until she raises her head, and I bury myself deep inside her.

The moan that follows is like music to my ears.

“That’s it … Come for me,” I growl, smacking her ass again.

She bobs up and down from the sharp pain, but I don’t stop fucking her. I won’t stop; I refuse to … not until she comes and realizes this is what she precisely asked for.

I apply more pressure to her hands, wrapping the chain around them so she can’t move, can’t do anything but let me fuck her. She gasps and struggles, but I persist, thrusting into her with all my fervor.

She mewls loudly as I go balls deep, and my cock starts to pulse. “Come,” I say.

And I feel it … her pussy clenching my dick again and again, muscles contracting around me, sending delicious shockwaves down my length.

I fuck her even harder now, right through her orgasm, driving her wet pussy wild. With a roar, I come deep inside her, jetting my seed into her and filling her to the brim.

Still, I’m not sated. Not even close.

So I pull my still rock-hard cock out of her pussy and spit on it before pushing the tip against her asshole.

“What?” she moans, turning her face toward me as though she’s begging me to explain.

But she already knows what’s going to happen. She can feel it … right … now.

And that o-shape that appears on her mouth again is to die for.

“Fuck!” She braces in the chains, but there’s no way out.

“Take it,” I say, clenching her ass and pushing in farther. “You asked for this. Now take it deep and moan for me.”

When I’m inside her fully, I start to move, thrusting in and out slowly until she’s accustomed to my ample size. She sucks in a breath and buries her face in a pillow, so I pull the chain and force her to look up.

“Don’t try to escape. Don’t hide. I want to see you. I want you to feel every inch of me inside you,” I growl.

“Fuck … it’s so hard.”

I grin. “Good.”

I wonder if this is the first time she’s ever had it in the ass. If I’m the first man to claim her like this. It only makes me more excited.

I thrust faster, applying more spit, tugging the chain when she tries to relax. I don’t want her to relax. I want her to feel the real me. The bad me. The man she thinks she can seduce. The man she tried to wind around her finger.

The man who fucks like a beast and kills like a savage.

As I fuck her, I smack her ass again and again until she’s no longer clenching and starts to moan instead. “That’s it,” I say. “Let yourself go.”