Hunting Beauty (Possessing Beauty 4)

Damon pulled me up, kissing me fiercely before spinning me and pushing me back against the door. I whimpered, feeling his hard, muscled body press against my much smaller one. I felt him reach down and drag his cock over my thigh, slipping it between my legs and letting me feel every hot muscled inch of it as he brought it higher. He pulled my panties to the side, letting the head of his cock drag over my dripping wet pussy. He moved it higher, and I moaned deeply as I felt him press the head against my tight asshole.

“You want me to take you, do you?”

Damon rocked his hips forward, and I cried out as he pushed the wet head of his thickness into my ass. I panted, the pleasure and the pain mixing so deliciously and making my head spin as I clung to the door. I moaned as he pushed in deeper, his big dick stretching me wide and making my legs shake. He moved his hands to my hips, gripping me tight as he growled and buried the remaining inches of his cock deep inside.

Suddenly, I felt one hand pull away, as if he was reaching for something. And I was about to turn my head when I felt it.

The panties. Specifically, the little vibrating nub that was still pressed against my clit.

I now knew why he’d left them on.

“You’re a bad man,” I groaned, my whole body on fire as the combination of the vibrations on my clit and the huge cock in my ass set me ablaze.

“Trust me, Princess, I haven’t shown you ‘bad’ yet.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” I hissed back, knowing that I was provoking him and loving that I trusted him enough that I could.

Damon growled, pulling back and then burying his cock balls-deep back inside. I shuddered, crying out, my nails clawing at the door as the vibrations on my clit only got more intense. He leaned in close behind me, his mouth finding my neck and biting the tender skin there enough to make me gasp.

My pussy throbbed with raw desire, my body trembling for him as he started to thrust in and out. His hand left my hip, and I cried out as it suddenly came back down across my ass with a spanking slap.

I could feel my body respond so wickedly, only getting more turned on, only blazing even hotter.

“You like that, don’t you baby girl?”

“Yes,” I gasped, rocking my hips back to meet his thrusts, the pleasure rolling through me.

His hand came down again, and I whimpered, the little nub against my clit sending me reeling.

I was so close already. The combination of this being so damn dirty, and knowing we could get caught, and knowing I had to go back out there after letting this dominant, gorgeous, all-consuming man do this to me was too much, and I knew I was going to explode at any second.

Damon growled as he fucked my ass, his hands gripping my hips tight, his mouth leaving bruises down my neck I couldn’t even care less about at that point.

“Damon, I’m— oh God. We don’t have much time!”

“Then you better come for me, honey,” he growled back, thrusting deep and making me squeal as he filled me to the brim.

“You better come quick, and when you go back out there to your fancy ball, with all those fancy princes, I want you to remember something.”

I moaned, my face against the hardwood of the door and my breath catching in my throat as I felt myself start to tumble over the edge. His lips moved to my ear, and I shivered as his breath teased my neck.

“Remember that you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, always.”

“Remember that when you’re back out there, missing my hands on you, and missing my thick cock deep inside you.”

I moaned loudly, starting to fall.

“Remember that when you can feel my hot cum deep inside your ass while some little limp-dick of a prince tries to chat you up.”

My eyes squeezed shut, the vibrations on my clit sent me tumbling, and I felt the dam begin to break.

“Remember that I love you, always.”

I exploded.

I screamed, loudly, not even caring who heard me as the orgasm slammed through me. Damon roared as he drove in deep, and I could feel his thick cock throbbing deep inside as his cum filled my ass. He kept pumping into me, sending me into aftershock after aftershock, before I finally begged him to turn the panties off.

He chuckled as he switched them off, kissing my neck and letting me sag into him.

“Holy shit,” I gasped, my pulse racing faster than it’d ever gone before, my whole body on fire from the intensity of what we’d just done.

“Did I hurt you?” Damon said quietly.

“No.” I smiled and turned to kiss him. “No, never.”