A Taboo Collection

“I’m going to make you see that you’re mine, Poppy.” He looked right in my eyes.

I believed him without a doubt, and I didn’t want it any other way.

He leaned down again and started running his tongue up the side of my throat. Of course, there was this little voice in the back of my head that said being with him wasn’t going to be looked upon favorably by some. But I didn’t give a shit. I was too high from the feelings he brought out in me.

Alexei positioned me where he wanted me, got off of the bed, and took a step away from me, just looking his fill at my body. As I looked up at him, I couldn’t help but feel like a lamb before a ravenous wolf. Alexei was that predator, always had been, and the aura of danger and violence surrounded him like an armor.

“You want this?” he asked in a dark, commanding tone.

I licked my lips, gripped the comforter, nodding. “Yes.”

He moved closer, grabbed his cock, and started stroking himself from root to tip. “I’ve only just begun to show you what it means to be mine.”

He came closer until he was back on the bed, my legs spread to accommodate his big body.

“I want you,” I whispered.

He groaned, placed the head of his cock right at my pussy hole, and started pushing in. Even though I knew what he felt like, he stretched me so damn good, and a delicious burn traveled through my whole body. He was slow and gentle this time, but I wasn’t fooled. He had his hand on the bed beside my head, his jaw clenched tightly, and his expression fierce. I curled my nails into his flesh and brought him closer. Inch after inch, he pushed into me… owning me just like he said he would.

“God, baby. You’re so tight, so hot and wet.”

I could see beads of perspiration dot his forehead as a look of pure ecstasy covered his face.

“God,” I gasped those words out.

“This feels so good, so fucking good.”

He started thrusting into me, pulling out and pushing back in like an animal had been let loose. He was slow and gentle at first, but with each second that passed, his speed, and the pounding of his cock into my pussy became harder. Our breathing became hard pants, and I moaned loudly, not hiding my desire, my pleasure. He stared right at me, his face hard, strained, as if he were holding back. I didn’t want that.

“Don’t hold back, Alexei. Take me the way you want. Show me how you really want to own me.” I couldn’t believe I was being so wanton and vocal with my needs.

Every time he pulled out of me, my pussy tightened around his shaft, as if trying to draw him in deeper. The stretch and burn of his cock filling me only increased my need to have him pounding all that heavy flesh into my body.

“I’m going to come if you keep saying those things, Poppy.”

“Don’t hold back.”

He groaned and leaned his face toward the crook of my neck. “Wrap your legs around my waist,” Alexei said against my cheek, his words muffled and breathless.

I did as he asked and loved the feel of my sweat-slicked skin rubbing against his. The act seemed to make what we were doing more intimate. He moved his hands to my waist, lifted up slightly so there were inches between us now, and stared down at me.

I felt his domination. Just when I felt the pleasure mounting, he pulled out of me and flipped onto his back, pulling me up and over him. Clearly, he liked some edge play. I now straddled his waist, his cock hard and slick with my juices.

He stared up at me, his cock pulsing beneath me. “Ride me, baby. Work for my cum.”

I swallowed and curled my hands against his pectoral muscles. I could feel his heart pounding right under my palms. Reaching between us, I took his cock, rose up on my knees, and placed the tip at my entrance once more. Then I pushed down, engulfing him with my body. My muscles tightened, a moan left me, and he grunted as if in pleasure/pain.

My pussy was so juicy that when I rose above his cock again, it slipped almost all the way out with no effort. When I pushed back down, he closed his eyes and sighed. Up and down I moved, curling my nails into his chest as the pleasure morphed into something so much more intense.

“Faster. Harder.” He gripped my waist tight, demanding I obey him. When I slid down his shaft once more, I ground my pussy on the root of his cock, not able to help myself. We both groaned.

The exquisite pleasure of it all was too much. My orgasm crept up on me, threatening to rock my very existence. Alexei held onto me tighter and started lifting his hips, thrusting even harder into me. He also used his strength to help me rise and fall on his dick, lifting me and pulling me back down on him. God, did I love him taking control.