Once free of them, he yanks the panties from my hand. Crudely. Lewdly. He hangs them on the tree, their lace snagged on the rough bark by my face.
“Now smell how wet you get for me, Alena.” He palms my skull, gently pressing my nose into my lace. The earthy spice of the oak wood mixes with my musk and his gruff voice. “Can you smell your sweet pussy on your panties like I can? The pussy that belongs to me?”
My tender nipples scratch jagged bark. My pussy throbs, groped by anyone’s gaze and the autumn air. All my senses are aroused and aching. Loch’s control makes my core ignite with the most erotic feeling of my life.
“Yes, Sir. I belong to you.”
“Good girl. Now bend over and grab the tree while I fuck you.”
“Yes, Sir.” I tremble, changing my position, desperate forhis kiss and kink. His commands wet my quivering thighs as my fingernails find purchase against the rugged, rough surface.
“Open your legs.”
He smacks my ass, and the sound reverberates, attracting attention from anyone nearby.God, I hope so.I want to be caught mating with him in the forest. I want to fuck like this forever. It’s me and Loch: lustful, lewd, and in love.
Smoothing his hand over my stinging flesh, he soothes me. “Me and you, like this forever, Alena. Use your words.”
“Yes, Sir. Just me and you.” I sway my back and spread my thighs, commanding, “Now, fuck me like an animal, Loch.Please.”
I can hear his sigh. Smell his smirk. Sense his snarl. Once I feel him grab my hips as the blunt tip of his bare cock slides through my lips, I moan for it. “Please, Loch, make me your DirtTGirl.”
“Fuucckk.”He fists my hair, yanking my ear to his lips. His voice, thick like his dick, teasing my entrance. “You want to be mine, Alena?”
“Please, Sir,” I rasp.
With his free hand, he smacks my clit with his dick. I gasp with his taunt. “Onlymine?” He smacks it again. “Allmine.” And again. “So dirty and sweet.” And again. “This ismypussy that drips withmycum.”
It’s not a question; it’s his claim as I throb, desperate for him.
Releasing my hair, he reaches around, pinching my nipple, with his tip taunting my excited clit. I cry out, sparks flying up my body. “Please, Loch. I need to be punished. I need to be pleased. Now.”
“Fuck, Babygirl,” he growls into my ear, his deep thrust into my cunt, brutal. His satisfied grunts, beautiful, with my keening wail.God, he feels so good.
“You want me to please you, Alena?” He grabs my hips, pounding his massive dick so hard inside me, my clit’s electric, the smack of our bodies, lewd and loud. “You want me to punish my DirtTGirl while I fuck you like an animal for anyone to see? To see how you’re mine?”
“Yes, yes,” I pant the words, my pussy seeping as he grabs my throat, tugging my nipple so roughly, I call out. Primal. Proud. Getting fucked so savagely, my legs shake, loving it.
“I hope they watch,” he hisses over my ear. “I hope someone is watching me fuck you so hard, your pretty tits bounce for me. Don’t they?”
“Yes, Loch.” I gasp, getting so lost in desire; it’s all I know with him.
“Is this how you want to be fucked, Alena?” He reaches between my legs, strumming my clit. “Initiated in front of my brothers?” My pleasure tightens, soaking, threatening. The vision takes my mind. “To be fucked by me in front of them likemyqueen?”
“Yes, Sir.” I’m shaking, wanting, willing. “Show them I’m yours. How I need to be dirty for you.”
“You want to be dirty for me?” He presses his fingers to my mouth. Vulgarly, I suck them, moan on them, spit on them. “Oh, Babygirl, you want me to fuck this virgin ass in front of them, don’t you?” He slides two slick fingers deep inside my ass, making me cry out, convulsing. “Yeah, you do; your pussy just gushed on my dick for it, DirtTGirl. You want to get your ass fucked in front of the kings, don’t you?”
My edges crack, leak, ready to explode. “Loch, I’m gonna come.”
“Not yet,” he commands, pumping his fingers, hammering his cock, claiming my sex. “Say it first. Please, Babygirl, who missed you? Who do you belong to? Who loves you? Who can’t live without you?”
We know what this is about.
What this is healing.
Until there’s no question.
“You.” I break the rules, looking over my shoulder. My orgasm, here. My heart, soaring. My eyes meet his, crying. “You, Loch. Please, I loveyou.”
