She’s fucking gorgeous.
She is everything I’ve ever wanted, and I’ve waited so long to be inside her again.
I thrust into her again and her body jolts. She moans against the gag locked over her mouth.
Her eyes drift to her stomach and widen as she sees my massive cock pushing against her stomach from the inside moving back and forth inside her body.
I chuckle as she screams, tilting her head back and breathing heavily.
“That’s right, little raven, the deeper I go, the more you become mine.” I growl.
She shudders at my words.
I slide out of her, grabbing her waist and rolling her onto her stomach, I pull her ass up towards me, folding her legs beneath me.
Her little pussy is pointing up towards me and it looks beautiful. Delicate and pink and glistening wet.
I dip the tip of my cock inside her - then thrust forward. My cock slides into her, right to the base. Filling her up again as she tightens around me.
She rocks back against me, wanting more as I begin to fuck her from behind. One hand is wrapped around her hip, the other knotted in her hair as I pull her head back. I keep moving in and out of her and pleasure builds.
I slap my hand hard across her ass cheeks and her pussy clenches around me.
“Fuck.” I mumble as her body begins to shiver in my hands.
She screams against the gag when the orgasm hits her. But even if she had remained as silent as the darkest night, I would have felt her pussy throbbing and pulsing over my cock.
I thrust again and explode inside her, growling as all my tension releases, my body finding the relief it wanted.
I slide out of her and from behind her I unstrap the hardness clipped over the back of her head, strapping the gag into place. Lying down next to her I unlock the cuffs and pull her onto my chest, stroking her hair, running my hands down her spine, letting my fingers trace gentle patterns on her skin while I listen to the sound of her breathing evening out.
My heart constricts when an intrusive thought pushes into my mind. What if she leaves?
She can’t. I won’t let her.
But when she snuggles against my chest, I understand that she has no intention of leaving.
“You are free to roam the house, little raven. But if you want to go out, you need to ask my permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” She whispers and my cock stirs again. She learns fast. I could take her right now, but I will let her rest. Her body is mine to take care of. I don’t want to wear her out so quickly.
“You can rest now if you want to.” I whisper against her ear. She shakes her head, turning to look at me with those gorgeous green eyes.
“I’m hungry.” She grins.
I chuckle. “Of course, you are. Let’s get you something to eat then. Go shower and come through when you are done.”
She wiggles off me and I watch as she walks towards the bathroom, her naked body, in all its perfection, moving elegantly causing all kinds of fires to light inside me.
She is mine.
I will never let her escape me. Even if it means locking her up or chaining her to the bed.
I push off the bed and pull my pants closed. Glancing at my watch I decide to order takeouts because I gave the chef the night off and I certainly don’t feel like cooking.
After a quick shower I grab my phone and place the order just as Misha walks into the living room.
Immediately standing I walk towards her, pulling her into my arms and kissing the top of her head. She leans against me, fitting perfectly. Her body lotion, scented like cocoa and warm vanilla beans, teases my senses.
