King
I shouldn't agree to this. Gray hurt her, and she's just using me to numb the pain. I didn't come in here to fuck her...at least, I don't think I did. But the thought of using her as a toy sends a thrill down my spine, and I can't fucking help myself.
"Strip. Now," I order, my voice hard. "I want to see all of my gorgeous toy before I play with her."
Her breath hitches, and for a split second, I almost wonder if she's going to change her mind. But then, like the good little kitten she is, she starts to strip, her eyes locked on mine the entire time.
Her jeans hit the floor, followed by her shirt and undergarments. I can see the hesitation, the uncertainty in her eyes, but she doesn't look away.
I reach out, my fingers grazing her nipples, teasing them until they're hard. "Fuck," I mutter. "Your tits are fucking perfect."
She blushes, but stays still as I tug lightly on each nipple, testing her. I hum in appreciation. "Such a good girl. Now, lie on the bed. Don't move a muscle. Toys don't move on their own."
Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, but she climbs onto the bed, lying flat on her back. I take my time, tracing the stretch marks on her stomach and her hips, stripes that prove how strong she is. "Beautiful," I say softly, almost to myself.
"What are you doing?" she demands, her voice laced with impatience. "Fuck me, King."
My eyes flicker to her face and I chuckle darkly. "Shut the fuck up. I don't want to hear another word out of you. Good toys only make sounds."
She responds by digging her heels into my ass, forcing me deeper inside her. I chuckle, dark and low, wrapping a hand around her throat, sucking on her neck as I fuck her just the way I want, the way she needs. The sweetest sounds pour from her lips, turning me on even more.
"That's it, kitten. Let me breed this tight little cunt," I snarl, driving into her harder and faster.
My grip on her throat tightens as I roll my hips, fucking her into the mattress. She's nearly screaming now, and I just hope the baby stays asleep long enough for us to finish.
Alyssa's pussy finally clenches around me, and I know she's close. "I want to feel my gorgeous new toy come on my dick. Now."
I don't give her time to react before I'm reaching between us to rub her clit. My thumb circles once, twice before she cries out, her body trembling as she comes, her pussy squeezing me. It feels like she's trying to keep me buried inside her, and I'm more than happy to oblige.
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