“What the fuck,” she breathes, lying limp against the bed.
I reach down and lightly toy with her clit, keeping her stimulated. I want her to keep coming, over and over, until all she knows is orgasm.
“I need your cock,” she whispers.
“Have you earned my cock?”
That conversation makes her adorably confused. She cocks her head and makes a little whimpering sound at me as her hips perform a slow writhing gyration. I know she is craving my body, but something is telling me to make her wait.
Aiden and Leo would have forced her one way or another. They would have denied her any kind of option other than being fucked.
I have to tell myself I am better than them.
“Earned it?”
“Have you been a good enough girl for me to fuck you?”
“No?” She whimpers the answer in an uncertain tone.
“Yes,” I correct her. “Yes, you have. You’ve been a good girl for me. You’ve given me your orgasms when I demanded them, and you’ve taken all the pleasure I wanted you to have. The answer to whether you’re good or not isn’t always no.”
“I’m bad,” she whimpers.
I rise up over her, shedding my shirt and opening my pants. I leave the hoodie on her, but I ruck it up under her armpits, so her breasts and her belly are exposed. I grip her legs and press them up toward her shoulders, drawing them wide as I do so she is exposed to me in all her sweet, swollen, nectar-dripping glory.
In this moment, I am thinking of nothing besides me and her. She is mine. I could be the last man on Earth, and she could be the last woman. My possession feels complete and total as I slide my cock down the length of her slit once, twice, three timesbefore letting the head bump against that natural opening to her body.
Her eyes widen as she feels me there. She knows she is going to be taken, that her body is going to be filled, and that the ache from previous sessions is going to be reignited by another cock. What a good, naughty little fuck toy she is.
“Spreading your legs like this, look at this pussy,” I talk to her. “Look how wet you are. Not an hour rescued from a man who abducted and bred you over and over, and you are already craving fresh cum, aren’t you.”
Ella whimpers something in the affirmative and I press inside her as a reward. I give it to her bare and thick. I wanted to take things slowly, but she asked for it and as her hot walls envelop me, I feel as though I have been seduced almost as much as I have seduced her.
I fuck her slowly at first, but this open position and the way she begs me with her eyes, not to mention the way her sweet hot pussy grips me every time I push in, and tries to stop me every time I pull out, leaves me powerless to her feminine charms. I find myself gripping the back of her knees and pounding her sweet little cunt, filling her up over and over again, the taste of her pussy still very much on my lips, and filling my nostrils as I rut her like a wild man possessed.
The sounds of wet sex, my growls, and her plaintive cries fill the room as I ride her hot little cunt to one of the most delicious and satisfying orgasms of my life. She jolts and wriggles on my pumping cock when I dance my thumb over her clit, strumming her into yet another climax to ensure that all my seed is pulled deep inside her.
“God, yes, such a good, sweet girl,” I praise her, leaning down to cup her face and press tender kisses to her lips.
After a moment or two, I slide from her body. My stomach is growling. I am hungry. Ravenous, even.
“We are going to need more pizza,” I announce, standing up. I turn away from her for a moment, fastening my shirt again. My pants are still down, but I don’t want to put my cock away just yet. My erection is yet to entirely disappear.
“I’m sorry,” she says from somewhere behind me. “I’m sure you’re sweet, but I have to do this…”
I feel a light prick in my left buttock. The room starts to swim. I have been sedated enough times to know that is what is happening.
“I made sure to use something that won’t be habit forming,” Ella says as my vision goes blurry and the world swims away from me at a rapid rate, leaving me in the gathering darkness behind my eyes.
Where the fuck did she get that? Did she have it on her the whole time? Did it get slipped to her at some point? Oh, I bet she fucking took it off Leo when she bested him. But then how did she get it past Aiden? And why didn’t she just use it on him?
Questions without answers beset me on all sides as I drop into unconsciousness.
CHAPTER 10
Luke
“Wakey wakey, sunshine.”
