Chapter Thirteen
~ BEAST ~
“Touch me,” Belle begged, her eyes so round and wide that she looked like she was high. She took my hands and placed them on her breasts, and my hands moved of their own accord, squeezing gently on them. I noticed some faded bruises on her stomach and frowned, but she moaned and placed her hands on top of mine as we both kneaded her breasts. I didn’t need to be asked twice, despite everything that had happened and was going to happen. Despite what I knew now and what had to happen next.
I sat up, tugging her into my lap and wrapping my arms around the back of her before pulling her closer so I could take her soft, pink nipple into my mouth. I sucked at the hard pebble, drawing circles around the end and blowing on it to make it harder. Belle writhed against me, my dick hardening in my jeans with every squirm and moan she made.
Her body was perfect: firm and tight, tiny in my arms with curves and an ass and tits that fit in my hands. She was the perfect woman, if only she hadn’t been a damned traitor.
Belle closed her eyes, moaning as I sucked harder on her hard nipple, my hands reaching around under her skirt to her ass. I was taking my time this time around, no fucking and running off. No leaving with another man. No fucking for redemption because I was a broken man.
This time I was taking everything I wanted from her body before it was too late. Until the end justified the means and I could move on. I was going to fuck Belle out of my system before I sent her to ground.
I pushed her gently sideways, laying her down, my mouth still moving over her tits, to suck and bite my way down her body. I reached the waistband of her skirt, my hands gripping it and pulling it down her thighs slowly, taking my damn time. She shivered, goose bumps breaking out all over her skin as I slid the material down her thighs, over her knees, and off the ends of her feet. Her silk panties were already soaked through and I hungrily pushed her thighs apart and buried my face against her lips, sucking at her throbbing clit through the material.
Belle called out, bucking at the sudden frenzy against her pussy, her hands finding their way to my hair to tug on it as she called out something unintelligible into the air. I slipped a thick finger beneath the material, spreading her wide as I slipped it between her folds. She opened her mouth, groaning as she tilted her hips up to meet the slide and drag of my finger as I pushed into her and then back out before pushing a second finger in, widening her ready for me.
My heart was hammering in my chest, my dick so hard it could split steel, and all I wanted to do was fuck her until she passed out again so I could see that look of peacefulness on her face.
I slid my fingers in and out of her, my mouth clamped around her pussy, sucking at her juices. She was a fountain, her juices the elixir I needed to live, and I was fuckin’ thirsty. I lapped at her, sliding a third finger inside. Her pussy clenched around me, tight and perfect, the throbbing vibrating through my skin. She spread her legs wider and I lapped harder, taking long strokes along her seam as she tightened around my fingers, her body shuddering at the start of an orgasm that was going to rip through her and tear her apart. But I wasn’t done yet.
I slid my fingers out and sat up, and Belle looked at me sharply, her eyes wide, silently begging me for more.
I climbed off the bed and unbuttoned my jeans before sliding them off and kicking them and my underwear to one side. Her eyes were wide as she studied my cock, taking in its length and thickness, her tongue darting out to dampen those fat lips of hers as her chest heaved. Belle lay there naked and brazen, her fingers dipping between her legs as she touched herself, looking at me with her eyes all big and round and her mouth open, wishing it were me between her legs.
Fuck me she, was beautiful. Like an angel sent from heaven or some shit. Her fingers stroked and teased, her nipples hard, and the whole time she looked at me.
“Stop,” I ordered, my voice hard and commanding, and like a good girl, she stopped automatically. “Turn over,” I bit out, my eyes still locked on hers as I ran my hand down my length, fisting my cock tightly.
She blinked and then slowly turned over, and her ass… goddamn, I almost came as I looked down at it, long, hot sprays of my cum right across that perfect fucking peach of an ass. I climbed back onto the bed, gripping her panties in one hand and tugging at them roughly with the other. She whimpered as they snapped, the material digging into her skin before falling away. I threw them into the corner and stroked her ass cheeks, the pink flesh smooth and supple under my palm. I kneaded it with one hand, the other stroking my own cock, before taking my pre-cum and pressing it against her asshole.
Her body clenched as I pushed my juices into her tight hole with my thick finger, and she turned her head to look back at me over her shoulder, her eyes panicked. I grabbed my dick, taking the pre-cum on my fingers and wiping it over her asshole again as I slowly pushed my thumb inside once more.
Belle tightened around me and we both groaned—her because of the intrusion and me because I would have given just about anything for that to be my dick in there. I moved my thumb around, widening her, reading her as she slowly loosened, her muscles relaxing as the sharp intrusion became something enjoyable.
I pulled my thumb out, laying my dick between her ass cheeks and putting a hand in the middle of her lower back.
“You trust me?” I asked her, more pre-cum dripping onto her waiting hole. She swallowed thickly before bobbing her head up and down.
Scooping her up, my hand under her stomach, I lifted her ass higher and ran my cock up and down her seam, from pussy to ass, letting our juices mix and spread before slowly pressing the head of my cock against her tight, wet hole.
She whimpered as she slowly stretched to accommodate my size, her body clinging to the head of my cock as I pushed into her, a little at a time, letting her widen and stretch around me. And the whole time, her eyes stayed locked on mine. I rubbed her back with one hand, calming her, and held the base of my cock with the other, guiding it slowly into her.
Inch by thick, delicious inch I slipped inside her, until my balls touched her pussy and her body clung to my dick like I was her life raft and she was scared of drifting away. She was tight, almost too tight, and I lay inside of her for a moment, feeling her muscles contract and her body get used to me being in there.
Impaled by my cock, her ass high in the air, she finally tore her gaze away from mine and grunted into the pillow as I slowly started to slide back out of her. When I was an inch or two out, I pushed back in, her tight ring gripping me and making me hiss between my teeth.
“Relax,” I soothed, stroking her back again.
I did it again; slowly easing myself out an inch or two before sliding back in, my balls slapping heavily against her damn pussy. With each thrust she loosened more. With each thrust she groaned deeper, a guttural sound that was primal and raw. With each slice of my cock driving deep inside her ass, her muscles grabbed at me, throbbing around me so hard I could see stars.
We didn’t speak. Neither of us could right then even if we’d wanted to, the salacious need intoxicating us both to the point of delirium. I fucked her ass slowly, grinding myself into her until my balls began to tighten and my cock began to swell.
Belle groaned as I widened her and I reached between us to touch her clit. I scooped her up higher, pulling her entire body to mine, her back to my chest as I thrust into her slowly, firmly, one hand kneading her breasts, tweaking and flicking her hard nipples, the other on her pussy, thick fingers sliding into her. It was natural and intimate, and like animals we were wild and reckless as we fucked. I bit her shoulder as my balls tightened and I swelled inside of her again.
It all must have been too much because she tried to pull away from me, a whimper on her lips, but I held her tight to my chest, my arms wrapping around her and holding her tightly. Fucking her, needing her, loving her, saying goodbye.
I fucked her until she fell apart around me, her body splintering into a thousand pieces as she called out my name a hundred times, and each time was more perfect than the last. She looked over her shoulder, her hand reaching for my head and pulling my mouth to hers where our tongues collided and rolled over one another as I came in a long, hard spurts inside her. Her ass milked every drop from me as I clung to her, keeping her beautiful, soft body tight against my ugly, hard one.
