Claiming His Virgin
“What...what does that mean?” she asks, clearing her throat. Pivoting back around to face her, I stalk toward her, watching as she backs up against the wall, her chest heaving up and down as she licks her lips. Horny little heiress.
“It means, if you drop one more tear, I am going to throw you on top of this counter and eat that pussy until it butters my pancakes. Then I am going to sit you on top of my cock and make you scream. That’s what it means. It means I would rather hurt you in the most delicious way, then to see your face blotchy and have your heart hurt.” Shut the fuck up, Axe. You are giving yourself away. “It means I want you to sit on my face and give me a kitty facial, little girl, while I twist your nipples until they go numb. That’s what it means. Got it?” I am inches from her face, running my nose up her neck. My tongue peeks out several times, craving a taste of her skin, but I reign him in. Doesn’t stop me from rubbing my jean zipper over the middle of her thighs. My eyes close when she moans from just that.
“Axel?” she squeaks out. I hear the question in my name, but I ignore it, knowing if I take her now, her life as she knows it is over. Even after the danger has passed. Any woman I claim, will never be your normal housewife who can come and go as she pleases. The world is too dangerous. This little girl doesn’t know what she is asking for. All the same, I am a hair trigger from snapping and taking her anyway, consequences be damned.
Winning the argument with myself, I adjust my dick and walk away. “Let’s eat.”
Chapter Five
SAFFRON
What the fuck was that? I ask myself, still trying to catch my breath. His filthy words made my pussy so wet. I don’t know what to do with that, but I know that I am not hungry for food.
“I’ve got something you can eat,” I mumble under my breath. He whirls around so that he’s facing me again.
“What did you say, little girl?” he asks, his voice harsh, but still it turns me on more.
“I said, I’ve got something you can eat,” I reply, straightening my back so that I stand a little taller.
“Be careful what you wish for, cupcake,” he says, advancing on me. I back up until my back hits the wall.
When he reaches me, I am not quite prepared for the assault of his lips on mine. I lean into the kiss, knowing I am going to give this man everything I’ve held dear. I am drawn to this man. It’s more than white knight syndrome. He talks to me like no one ever has but to be honest I never would have tolerated such filthy talk from anyone else.
“Axel,” I say when he lets me up for air.
“No, you’re about to get your wish. You can’t back out now.”
“I’m not backing out,” I say instead of what I was going to say.
“Good girl,” he says. He grips the shirt I have on and rips it down the center. My chest is bared to him. He makes good on his word and pulls and twists my nipples. My pussy tightens. He stops abruptly and kneels down in front of me. “Step out of those shoes,” he commands and I do so. Then he pulls the too large sweatpants down my legs. “Step.” I do so. He grips my hips hard and pulls me closer to his face. He kisses my pussy before eating it. My legs turn into jelly but just before I can come he stops abruptly. “Go lay in my bed.”
I walk as quickly as I can manage and do what he says. When he comes in a few seconds later, he’s completely naked.
“Are you going to kiss me again?”
“Is that what you want?”
“It’s not all I want.”
He growls and climbs on the bed, between my open legs. He leans down and kisses me. Our tongues dancing. I wrap my arms around his neck. I think I could come just from his kisses. Then he reaches behind him and moves my arms. He kisses my neck, my chest, he sucks and bites my nipples. While he’s doing that, he slams his cock into me. I gasp as he brutally takes my cherry.
“No fucking way,” he grunts but doesn’t stop thrusting into me forcefully. He must have thought I was whore. I find that hilarious. I look at his face, his expression is one of surprise. Without missing a beat, he leans down and kisses me gently, letting me know that he realizes something special just happened to me. At first, I lay there, taking what he’s giving me then I move with him, my hips hitting his thrust for thrust. He manipulates my body in so many ways, I don’t think I could tell you my name right now. I feel something building but I ignore it because I never, ever want the pleasure he’s giving me to end.