Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
With a sigh, I rested my cheek on the slightly scratchy red brocade. It did not matter what else he wished to do to my body. It was obvious that whatever power the men had held over me had vanished when my own powers returned.
The bed rocked with his movements as he knelt behind me. I could feel something large sliding between my still-open cheeks.
“You are covered in my seed,” he murmured.
I didn’t respond.
After a moment, the gentle press of his cock became more insistent. He was pushing against my dark hole.
“Wait! What are you doing?”
“I’m fucking this tight ass of yours.”
“You can’t do that!” I responded, appalled. I tried to rise but his hand on the back of my head kept me in place.
His cock pushed again.
I felt a sharp, biting sting.
Pain.
Pain.
I could still feel pain.
My body resisted but Regin kept increasing the pressure. More and more.
The pain became even sharper. There was a hot shock as the head of his cock popped inside me. Inside my bottom. My body tensed as my stomach clenched.
Groaning, I fisted the covers on either side of my head.
Regin slid his cock inside me.
I opened my mouth, but no sound came out as the painful pressure inside my body increased. It was a sharp ache as my inner muscles clenched and stretched around his cock.
“That’s it, my Zella. Take my cock.”
I could only groan.
After what felt like an eternity, I felt the warmth of his body pressed against my chilled one. He was fully seated inside of me. Pulling on my hair, he forced my shoulders up, my head back.
“Where is my cock?”
“Inside of me.”
He pulled on my hair harder.
“Where is my cock?”
“Inside my…my bott—”
“No.”
“Inside my ass.”
“Good girl. Tell me to fuck your ass. Ask me to make it hurt.”
I clenched my teeth. Wanting the words but not wanting to say them…to admit it.
Regin slapped my outer thigh. “Say it.”
“Fuck my ass,” I cried out. “Make it hurt.” The truth was ripped from me.
Air hissed through Regin’s teeth as he shifted to grasp both my hips. Pressing his fingers into my flesh, he began to relentlessly pound into my body.
I screamed as the bed shifted under his assault. Each powerful thrust was like a hot spike being driven deep inside of me. My body collapsed under his driving pressure, only his grip on my hips kept me partially upright.
This was what I needed. The forced submission. The pain. The humiliation. My body hummed with pleasure that only pain could free. I wished I could see what he was seeing. Wished I could watch his thick shaft as it disappeared inside my stretched hole. I wondered if my skin turned pink with pain due to the violence of his thrusts.
“Touch yourself.” His voice was low but cracked like a whip in the chamber. “Reach between your legs and stroke your cunt.”
Without thought, I did as he commanded. As if he were my king and I a mere servant pressed to do his bidding.
Sliding my arms along the covers, I reached between my legs. My lips were slick with my own arousal. Pressing with the tip of my finger, I found the soft nub which had given me so much pleasure before. Swirling my fingertip over the nub, I bit my lip as waves of pleasure poured over me.
“Push your fingers inside.”
I tentatively pushed my middle finger inside myself.
“Deeper. Use two fingers.”
I did as I was bid.
“Press against the slick top. Do you feel that?”
My mouth opened in shock. I could feel the press of his cock from inside my hot, wet sheath.
“I want to feel your fingers pressing against my cock through your cunt as I take your ass.”
Curling the tips of my fingers, I pressed harder. I was rewarded with a deep-throated groan from Regin. He thrust harder.
The macabre dance of pleasure and pain rolled over me.
“I’m-I’m…. I….”
“Yes. That’s it. Come for me,” he demanded.
The pressure crested then crashed over me as I obeyed.
Regin continued to thrust. My body open to him now. Sliding his hands along my back, he gripped my throat as he roared his own release. His body pressed close to mine, his cock deep inside filling me with his seed.
Rolling onto his side, he took me with him. Reaching around to my front, he gripped my breast as he playfully bit my neck. “Next time, I’ll force you to taste your own ass as you swallow my cum.”
The vulgar promise of such a humiliation brought a secret smile to my lips.
CHAPTER 8
Unable to resist taunting my captor, I shifted my hips, rubbing my ass against his cock. Delighting as I felt it harden a third time. There was something very satisfying in knowing I had such a power over this part of their bodies. Most intriguing.
Regin chuckled as he swept one large, warm hand over my hip and down my thigh.