Ethan dropped his cock and snagged my wrist. “What did I tell you about pleasing yourself, Millie? That’smypussy.Iam the only one that is allowed to get you off.”
Too far gone with lust, I growled at him like a fucking wildcat. Attempting to break free from his iron grasp, I snarled and clawed at him, to no avail.
“So you want it like that, Princess?” Ethan snarled back, easily overpowering me with one hand, as he effortlessly flipped me onto my knees and my hand braced against the glass. Dragging my hips up high, he stabilized my thrashing with a muscular arm wrapped round my waist.
“Yes!” I snarled, so out of mind with lust I didn’t recognize my own voice at the moment.
“You want it rough?” He roared, giving me a shake to let me know who was in charge. “Good. I do, too. I’ll fuck you as hard and as deep as you can take it, mate. And based on how strong willed you are, I know you can take whatever I give you. Take it, and love it!”
Having a need to challenge him, I continued to buck and bray like an unbroken filly. Ethan wasn’t fazed at all by my show of strength. His was so much greater, I’m sure it felt more like an inconvenience than a true fight.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, Ethan said, “I’m not going to be gentle, omega. I’m going to make you take my knot hard and fast, just like you need it.”
Though that’s exactly what I wanted, I kept up my fruitless rebellion, rivers of my slick dripping down my thighs to prepare me for the rough mating I was about to receive.
He somehow maneuvered his big body around in the small space, and I felt the blunt head of his cock dip between my hot lower lips, using the copious cream dripping from my sex for lubrication. Then, with a yell that made my skin pebble, and my nipples harden, he sank, balls deep, inside of me.
“Take it!” Ethan snarled, his steely rod brutally parting my flesh and forcing me to accept all of him in one, toe-curling thrust.
Beyond words, crazy animalistic noises issued from my throat as my hips shifted restlessly about for friction and movement. I didn’t have to wait long. Following my unspoken demand, Ethan began to piston his cock in and out of my slippery hole, using me like I was his own personal sex doll.
Soon, his guttural grunts and groans joined mine. His fingers reached around my hips as he pounded in and out me with reckless abandon. Finding my clit, he gave it a pinch, and I immediately detonated around him.
“Fuck yes!” He spat, as he gripped my ass and plowed away. “Your pussy fisting my cock is amazing. You keep that up, and I’m going to flood you with some nice hot, cum!”
My inner animal loved that idea. In fact, Ethan’s dirty talk sent me directly into another spasm of pleasure, which was even longer and more powerful than the first. Each time a wave of euphoria washed over me, I felt my pussy grip my mate’s cock with the crushing force of a vice grip.
“Are you trying to get my cum, Princess?” Ethan demanded, slowing his pace in an effort to wrest back control. “You can’t have it yet. You feel too good for me to give in that easily. I want to play with you a little longer, first. Use this tight body of yours in all the filthy ways I’ve been imagining.”
Because Ethan had denied me the frantic pace he’d set against my needy pussy earlier, I whined and began to hump demandingly against him. I was addicted to the orgasms he gave me, and needed another “hit” before I went mad. I could already feel another even larger one brewing just out of reach. If the damned man would speed up the pace, I knew I’d break. Until he did, I was hovering just out of reach of my next fix.
Reaching between my thighs to give myself a “helping hand”, Ethan caught me just as my fingers slipped between the folds of my pulsing sex.
“Not a chance!” My mate growled, taking my hands and cuffing them behind my back with one of his.
Forcing my head down against the leather seat, Ethan reminded me with a rumble that projected from his chest into mine, “As much as I love to watch you play with that beautiful cunt of yours, I say when and how you come, Millie. And I say you’re not ready yet.”
Nose pressed against the seat like I was, I could smell my musk and practically taste my slick coating the leather there. Having a mind of its own, my tongue shot out and licked the tangy fluid, causing my mind to reel and spin into an altered state of being.
“You like how you taste, Millie?” Ethan noted as he watched me lap the leather like a sex-crazed fiend. “I do, too. It’s unlike anything else in this universe.” Slapping my ass to get my attention again, he said, “If you like the way I taste, half as much as you do yourself, you’re in for quite a treat.”
My lust-soaked brain couldn’t understand what he was telling me. All I knew is that his hips had begun to pick up their slow pace and that he was now spearing me deeper and harder than before.
“You ready to come for me, Millie?” He inquired through bared teeth.
Angling his cock just right, he began stroking that amazing gland on the inside front wall of my pussy. The one that made me break faster and come harder than anything else.
“Come for me, mate. Come right now!” He ordered.
In a flash and pop of light that stole my vision, I splintered into a kaleidoscope of color and pleasure. Each new image that played behind my eyes was as rich as the emotions that followed it.
“I hope you’re thirsty, Princess. After watching that amazing display of yours, I’m about to give you quite a mouthful of my own cream,” Ethan warned, before surrendering to his inner animal like I just had.
Jackhammering into my core, Ethan tossed back his head and howled. The hairs on the back of my neck raised overthe feral sound. It also caused me to spontaneously ignite and come all over again, lubing my passage even more for his rabid fucking.
The sensations were so intense, it felt as though I was having an out of body experience. Without preamble, Ethan yanked out of me, fisted my hair and his cock, and wheeled me around to face him.
“Open!” He ordered, and I immediately complied.
