Page 28 of Beautiful Venom
“More. Show me what you look like when you shatter to pieces like a dirty slut.”
My skin feels like it’s been doused with fire, so when he sinks his fingers into my battered ass cheek, I scream, but it’s barely audible. All my strength seems to have disappeared except for the constant throb to come.
His cock forces its way inside me again, and I shriek.
My walls clamp around his size and I feel like he’s going to break me. “This is more like it. Your tight cunt is strangling me so well. Mmm. More.”
I reach a weak hand behind me, blindly tapping at his thigh, his jeans, anywhere I can reach. “No…no…stop it…please…”
I don’t know if I’m begging him to stop because it hurts or because I’m scared by how much I’m turned on by this.
But a breath of relief escapes me when he doesn’t listen.
Kane thrusts inside me with blinding power, going deeper than I thought would ever be possible.
“Look at your cunt dripping wet. You’re such a natural at taking cock.” He slaps my ass and I sob, tasting my snot and tears.
But no matter how much I wail and cry, he just goes on and on, impaling me with his cock.
Slapping my ass until pleasure and pain mix and become one and the same.
I think I’ll shatter to pieces like he said or even faint or actually die.
As I cry a mumbled sob on the ground, it hits me that he said he’ll only stop if I say ‘red’.
It’s at the tip of my tongue, but I don’t say it.
I don’t know why I can’t.
I don’t evenwantto.
His grip tightens on my hair as he rams into me, his groin slapping against my sore, battered ass, his rhythm intensifying, fucking me deeper, harder.
“You look so defiant, but you turn into a dirty little whore when you’re being fucked.”Slap.“You’re dripping all over the place. What a fucking mess.”
My insides liquefy, pain throbbing everywhere, but Kane doesn’t finish.
Or slow down.
He’s using me as a fuck doll, taking out his aggression and dirty sexual deviation on me.
And I’m still not putting a stop to it.
I think he’ll never come as he drives into me with renewed intensity.
I think I’m really not going to survive this. Even if my juices are trailing down my thighs.
I’ve never felt this type of uncomfortable pleasure before, so deeply entwined with pain. So intense and foreign.
Oh God.
Blinding pleasure tightens inside me, and I close my eyes, ready for the orgasm.
But before it can hit, Kane pulls out.
What…no… The least he can do is let me come.
My pussy pulses and tightens in protest as his dark voice echoes in the air. “As I said, this isn’t about you, slut. You came enough for one night.”
