More whimpers and pleas emanate from her blood-red lips. Sigvid wonders if they taste as sweet as her delicious scent.
“Those are not words. But this is not a choice. Youwilltake my cock tonight.”
Sigvid slides his hands along her curves, digging his fingers into the smoothness of her body so tightly that she squeals. He leaves scratch marks along her flawless skin, staking his rightful claim over the fucking Queen of Timber. Only when he reaches her heavy, tender breasts does he pause, not wishing to tarnish the beauty of them just yet.
“Oh, please.” She moans tenderly.
Sigvid bites around the shell of her ear as his hips gyrate against her lower back. His hungry growl reverberates in his chest as he slides his hand between her legs to find her already slick for him.
“I am going to ravage you. And there is nothing you can fucking do about it.” He pulls tighter on the chains to ensure she is secure.
Those thick curves better withstand me.
I have been waiting to sink my cock into her for three fucking winters.
She wiggles closer to him despite the restraints as he massages the cheeks of her backside, digging his nails into her flesh until he draws blood, and she shrieks.
Sigvid’s guttural groan surprises even him as he listens to the precious music of her screams. He bites into her shoulder, inhaling her scent like it is the godsdamn oxygen he needs to survive. The more intensely his teeth penetrate her intoxicating skin, the sharper her noises amplify. He shoves two fingers inside her core to find her fucking drenched. He slips a third finger, biting his bottom lip.
Gods, she is tight forme.
His cock twitches in anticipation of spearing her center. No one has ever evoked such a reaction in him.
To think she is his to use—to harm, to pleasure, to kill.
He releases his thick, pulsing member from his pants and bunches up her dress, exposing her round ass.
Fuck, she is not wearing any underclothes.
She wants this.
And I am going to give it to her.
Brutally.
He rubs his member between her legs, feeling her coat him as his precum mixes with her arousal. One of his hands glides up her spine until it tangles into her hair. He brushes his fingers through her curls until he can grab a handful, yanking her head back until she blinks up at him.
Those heavy-lidded eyes look at him with fucking need.
Sigvid leans down, forcing his tongue into her mouth. He tastes the wine, mingling with her unique flavor—that familiarity that has haunted him since the Sapphire Palace.
If her mouth tastes this good, he can only imagine how luscious her pussy will be.
He kneels, forcing her roughly to her knees. Sigvid removes the chains from her waist and neck, only to wrap them around her arms, pinning them behind her back. He ensures she cannot move before positioning her on her stomach.
“Are you going to kill me?” She whimpers, squirming on the grimy ground.
He lifts her hips until he sees her wetness, inviting him in. And Sigvid complies as he rubs the head of his cock against her sensitive folds until she cries out as he slides his tip into her.
Fuck has anyone’s cunt ever felt this euphoric? At least I will enjoy hate fucking her.
“You are going to feel my loathing for you, Avina. Like a dirty cock-obsessed whore.”
Sigvid shoves inside to find her unrelentingly tight, stimulating a growl deep in his gut. He slides in and out of her with a heated ferocity.His increasing rhythm drives him to wrench on the chains binding her arms, forcing her chest off the ground.
All the while, her noises drive him mad with a violent lust. He tugs harder on the steel until she sobs a beautiful cadence of wails that lace with her pleasured moans.
Once he bottoms her out, his movements grow rougher as he pounds her fleshy walls with an unhinged intensity. Her primal grunts mingle with his pleasure, increasing his roughness as his inner beast is likely to rip her in half.
