“No. She was coaxed, not brutalized.”
“So you say! But you don’t know. She may have pretended to be strong.”
“She may have, but I don’t think that’s the whole picture. Her body’s arousal was measured.”
Giss sucked in a shocked breath.
“She’s like another beautiful girl I know who responds to sexual dominance.” He massaged her more firmly, letting his fingers dip between her lower lips, caressing her slippery slit.
“No,” she said in a ragged sob, her head buzzing and confused. Was her sister in the same position as she herself was? Wildly attracted to an irresistible man?
He swirled his fingers around her bud with slow, devastating precision.
“Linc,” she groaned. “Please.”
Then tension in her belly coiled tighter as his fingers worked her.
“I know what you like,” he whispered. “And this is how you can bet she was taken too.”
“No!” she screeched. “Do not even! Keep your mouth shut.”
“No.” He licked her spinal column between her shoulder blades, making her shudder, and shiver, and squirm. “You had that tail in your ass yesterday. Did you like the feel of it going in?”
“I—please stop,” she said weakly, unable to keep herself from grinding against his strong fingers.
“That’s it,” he said, kissing her for several long moments with bruising force. “You’re my bad kitty. On the luxury liner they wanted to stretch your tight little asshole until you were crying and begging for a chance to be good. But no one punishes you except me.”
“I wouldn’t have begged.” She pumped her hips.
His rumble of laughter vibrated against her back. “How do you know?”
“I know,” she said breathlessly.
He pulled his fingers away, making her wail in frustration.
“I hate you,” she whimpered, trying to grind her clit against the sheets.
A moment later, slippery gel drizzled into the cleft between her buttocks.
“What are you doing?”
“Let’s see,” he challenged.
She felt the plush head of his cock bump against her ring.
“Larsinc!” she said, kicking her leg against the bed, but when he spread her cheeks with his thumbs, she didn’t struggle to escape.
A gnawing ache began as he penetrated her, sending shock waves of arousal down to her pussy. She twisted a leg, trying to create friction against her clit. His weight ground her against the bed in the most delicious way, and she moaned.
“Dark realms, that’s good,” he cursed low. He panted, gripping her hip hard, and moving slowly deeper into her tight, forbidden passage.
She whimpered, shaking her head. There were waves of sharp burning pain and a tremendous fullness. But it also felt darkly intriguing for him to force his thick cock into her there.
His harsh breathing grew louder. “Gissandre,” he groaned. Then he drew back and thrust forward, spearing her, sending lightning streaks of pleasure into her core.
She sank her teeth into her bottom lip and whimpered, raising her aching ass, bobbing against his hips so he was rooted deep in her bottom.
He slid a hand under her and forced her clit down onto his calloused palm, sending pleasure ripping through her pussy and pelvis. It felt good to be stretched around him while he rubbed her pussy roughly.
