She nods, chest heaving as I seek her pussy with my gun.
“Ready,Petit Diable?” She nods again, and Itsk.“Don’t be lazy. Use your words.”
“I’m ready,” she breathes. “Fuck me with your pretty gun.”
I bury the barrel straight to the trigger guard as I capture her hoarse cry with a crushing kiss.
“Fuuuuck,Poppy,” I groan as she moans a curse. “This isnothingcompared to how it will feel when I’m inside you. But I’m not claiming you here with the dead watching. You need to be patient and wait. Understand?” When she nods, I purr in her ear, “Bonne fille.”
“T-translation?”
“Good girl.”
She shivers, and I guide her free hand to my belt. Her fingers slip under the waistband, curling around my rigid length. “Oh, God—”
“That’s right,Petit Diable.” I groan into her mouth as she pumps me to the same torturous rhythm I set for her. “Iamyour god.”
“Brontë…” Her spine jerks as I toy with the plug and grind the gun against her clit. “Brontë, I’m going to—”
“You come when I do.”
She bites down on a screech of frustration, and I nearly explode from her fury. “Fuck. You.”
“You already are. Now shut your mouth before I fuck your pretty tits and paint them in my cum.”
“You’re paying for this later.” She chokes my cock, pumping me from root to tip. “Fucking prick.”
My eyes threaten to roll back into my skull and never stop. I thrust my hips, losing myself in the sounds of our gruff grunts and whispered curses.
“Brontë.” She sobs, a tear sliding down her cheek. “I can’t hold it.”
I lick the drop of bliss. “I have faith in you,ma reine.Don’t let me down.”
Her teeth clamp down on my shoulder, more tears spilling from her eyes as she willingly withholds her own pleasure. Never have I pushed anyone this far, but never has anyone been this strong. I am worshipping a deity of another world, and as much as I’m telling her to pray to me, it’s entirely the other way around.
“Brontë!” Her entire body shudders as she defies nature to heed my command. “Ithurts.”
“I’ll give you something that hurts.”I bite her neck, savoring her gasp. “I don’t hear you praying,Petit Diable.”
“G-God, let me see heaven.”
“Wrong direction.”
“Fuck you. Take me to hell.” Her blade digs into my neck in warning as her desperation bleeds to wrath. “I want to see every circle on the way down. There, happy?”
“Not quite.” I grin as she seethes. “Say my name, Poppy. Say my name, and you can come.”
“Brontë! B-Brontë,Brontë—”
I steal her lips, tasting her honeyed music straight from her tongue. Her greedy little cunt suckles on my gun. My cock swells, priming to burst. I let out a rabid growl that doesn’t even sound human.
“Inside me.” Poppy blindly fumbles with my belt and sets me free.“S’il te plaît, mon ange.Fill me.”
I have less than five seconds to decide my next move. My ravenous gaze bounces from her pussy to her mouth and lands on the bat plug.
Fuck it.
I toss the gun aside, turn her around, pull the bulb, and spread her cheeks, sinking my dick in. Her tight hole devours every inch of my thickening length slickened with precum. Ribbed heat surrounds me on all sides, blindingly tight. I push to the hilt, murmuring praises against her neck as she chokes out Japanesecurses.
