“Good girl, now take your fingers and spread those sweet lips for me. I want to see my mate’s pussy. I want to see how hungry you are if for my cock and if you’re a good girl I’ll reward you, but if you’re bad I’ll punish you.” He leaned down, his fingers threading through my hair.
I was panting with need and once again, I did as I was instructed. I burned with need as his hands moved down along my body at what seemed like a snail’s pace. Why did his talk of punishing make my pussy weep and my body tremble with want?
His strong fingers pinched my nipples just hard enough to cause me pain, but also gave me pleasure. A sheen of sweat formed against my brow and I arched my back off the bed causing my legs to slip. My pussy was dripping, glistening with arousal, and eagerly waiting for his thick cock but the narrowing of his eyes told me I’d made a mistake by losing my footing.
Before I could right myself, his hand landed harshly against my pussy, causing a quake of pleasure to erupt inside me. What was that? Oh, god… it vibrated through me with such erotic force, I sucked a breath in deep. My clit throbbed and pulsed while my pussy clenched. Fuck, I was going to come. Shit…shit…shit…
As if he knew what was happening to me, he advised, “Do not come. You come when I tell you to come, do you hear me? Your pussy belongs to me and every fucking drop of cum that comes from it is mine to swallow. Every. Single. Drop,” Ryan ordered, as he leaned in and kissed me.
His lips were full and far more powerful than I ever expected them to be. I no longer cared about where this man came from or why he already seemed to own my body with just his voice and one action like he did. All I cared about was the pleasure he could give me, and the way he made my body feel.
“Yes…” I cried out, as he smacked my cunt with his palm once more. My legs shook and my eyes rolled to the back of my head and still, I held off the pending orgasm like my life depended upon it.
“You like me owning this tight little cunt?” he questioned with two thick fingers entering me all at once, stretching me beyond disbelief.
When he added a third, I clenched around them, feeling the orgasm build inside me again. I couldn’t even answer this. I was too overcome with heat, yearning and need. His fingers stroked my pussy from the inside out and the way he worked me over told me he alone knew exactly what I needed and wanted. I watched through hooded eyes as he dropped down to his knees and pulled my ass to the very edge of the bed, his fingers still seated deep inside me. He was watching himself fuck my pussy and that was hot as fuck.
“I want your juices to coat my beard, my fingers, and my face, so come for me baby, give me your sweet cream. Let me lap up every delicious morsel. Show your mate who you belong to.”
I swallowed heavily at these dirty words. Quaking like mad with of pleasure inside me. He’d given me permission to come and fuck— was I going to come. He licked me asshole to slit, over and over again, his lips were rough and he wasn’t gentle about taking from me what he wanted —and strangely, I didn’t want him to be.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck…” I screamed. My hips lifted and he held me in place, his fingers digging into my flesh so deep I could feel his fingers on my bones, and still, I fucking loved it.
The room spun around me and the blood rushed to my ears while my body shook—then just like he promised, Ryan lapped up every single drop of my release, his fingers continuing to fuck me through every single tremor, his tongue sucking on my clit and branding my pussy.
Then—it happened all over again.
I continued to come…again and again, until I was completely spent. I never knew my body could do this. Could be manipulated and that I could climax so many times in a row. I felt like I must know him. It had to be. How could he know how to arouse me like this and keep me there suspended in such unbearable pleasure for so long? I was floored and speechless. If this was what it was like to be ‘mated’ as he’d said…then I was ALL in!
“You’re mine forever Olivia. And as your mate, I will care for you like no one else ever has before.”
His words were soft and caressed an unknown part of me. I felt such joy and wholeness. Was this happiness? Being loved? I released a long sated sigh. I didn’t know why this sentiment meant so much to me, but when he crawled into bed beside me and wrapped his arms around me I felt at peace, as if I’d finally found my forever home as if I’d finally found my place.