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A Threat, Not A Promise

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by L.A. Wayward

“Relax,” he says and kisses my spine. “This is only for me,” he rasps, like he can read my mind while he pushes my face in the pillow.

I let out an anguished sob, as one of his hands slides between my ass cheeks and starts to push them apart. “Have you ever had someone here?” he asks, his voice having an edge to it. Is he angry by the thought alone?

I shake my hand and growl when he pushes his thumb against the rim. I cry out his name, as I start to pant, burying my face in the pillow and arch my back.

“Use your goddamn words, Eliot,” he roars, slapping my ass hard with the back of his hand.

I shake my head; we’re both drenched in sweat, our scents fusing together in an intoxicating mix.

“No, Moon, what the hell do you mean?”

His fingers dig in my ass. “Have you ever fucked a woman like this? This is mine remember,” he states, teasing my hole with a finger, not yet going in. His arms come around my stomach, drawing me up against his sweat-soaked chest he reaches under me to press two fingers against my asshole. Keeping it at the entrance like a threat.

Spreading my knees, I push back a little and he chuckles when he breaches my hole. “No, I’ve never been with a woman. I’ve never done anything,” I pant.

“You haven’t? Don’t fucking lie to me,” he threatens, pressing against the rim.

“There hasn’t been anyone but you, Moon. Yuki meant nothing. I—” I begin, but my voice falters when he slaps my ass again.

“So, you’re telling me I’m going to be the first?”

I nod over and over, willing myself not to press my ass against his dick.

“In that case,” he says, and his voice trembles a little, “I’m going to stretch you so good for me.”

“Fuck you,” I groan, my arms shaking. What the hell is he talking about?

“Easy,” he tells me, sliding his left knee against mine, opening me up even more. It hurts being stretched like this, and I cry out looking down between our bodies as he places his palm against my shoulder where the dragon covers my skin. Cum drips from my cock on the blanket and my cheeks flush.

“Moon,” I plead as my arms start to shake and I whimper, clutching at his arm.

“All in good time. First, I’m going to stretch this hole for my dick. My little virgin psycho.”

“No,” I beg, “you’re too big, I can’t.”

“I can, and I will!” he roars and slaps my ass again, so hard my teeth rattle. “Keep those legs open. It feels so good when you slide your finger in, doesn’t it,” he says against my ear while he covers my back with his front. “Have you ever done that to yourself?”

I shake my head, and he pauses. “You’re actually a virgin?” he asks, like it’s finally fucking dawning on him that I’m telling the truth.

I hang my head, and his hand cups my cheek and turns my head to the left so I have to look at him over my shoulder.

“Why haven’t you stretched your ass?” he asks, as he pushes two fingers into my mouth, getting my saliva all over them.

“I’m scared,” I confess as my hole throbs with anticipation.

“Don’t be scared.” Spitting against his fingers, I watch as he mixes our saliva together. Looking over my shoulder, he smirks, but there’s nothing nice about it and I cry out the moment he slides a finger in without warning. My whole body shudders as he presses inside, and I swallow him in a little on a growl, falling forward while he holds me up by my shoulder.

I clutch his straining forearm, veins bulging with exertion, as I gasp. I try to hold on as my mouth parts in a silent howl. It hurts so much the way he’s stretching me. He angles my head so he can watch my reaction.

“Noooo.” I pinch my eyes shut and bite on my bottom lip, the sensation of him on top of me and his finger filling me are so overwhelming. That foreign tingling sensation deep inside makes me tremble all over.

“That’s it, baby, you take my finger so good,” he praises, pushing his finger past the rim, spreading me. He slips in deeper and I cry out when he touches something I’ve never felt before.

“It burns,” I moan, pushing back against him as my eyes fly open while he hits the spot again, as I look right into his soft gaze.

“There it is. I’m glad it’s so deep only my cock will reach it.”

What the hell is he talking about? He hits that spot again and I mewl his name.