“No,” Rune snarled, yanking my head back with his dick slipping out of my mouth. I slurped my spit and gasped for breath as I looked up at him with hooded eyes. “You don’t get to touch yourself. You’re going to stay needy until I’m done using you and say you’re a good girl. Good girls get to come. Until then, I’m fucking your throat, and you’re going to swallow every drop of my cum I give you. If I see one drop out of your pretty, bruised mouth, you’re going to sleep aching and still needing to come.” He pulled at the roots in my hair to drive his point. He narrowed eyes. “Do you understand?”
Fuck me running sideways. Dominant and sort of mean Rune was the hottest thing.
I couldn’t move my head, so I breathlessly said, “Yes.”
“Open your mouth,” he ordered.
I did as he said, moaning but ending with a gag as he worked himself into the back of my throat. It was hard to breathe, and I gagged around him a lot. But like the last time I’d given him a blow job, he went crazy with his movements and made guttural sounds as he worked closer to his orgasm.
Tears stung my eyes from not being able to breathe as much as I wanted. But I was high from Rune’s growing orgasm that he shared through our link. My pussy pulsed along, my clit practically a heartbeat that I so badly wanted to rub so I could get the edge off.
“Open your eyes,” Rune demanded, jerking my hair in his fist.
Opening them, I stared up at him as he watched his cock slide in and out of my mouth. His once dark-blue eyes, which were like the color of the darkest ocean, were now black like obsidian.
I wasn’t sure how it was possible I was still alive with my nose and mouth meeting the base of him and the tip of his cock reaching places he shouldn’t be reaching.
“Look at you. Tears streaming down your cheeks with my fat cock in your mouth.” Rune grunted as he went faster. His balls slapped against my chin and added to the wet sounds I made from my throat. “You’re my goddamn beautiful mess.”
I reached up and buried my fingers into the back of his thighs, holding onto him to keep myself from shoving my hand down my pants. The sounds I made as he fucked my throat were loud and would’ve been embarrassing, but all it did was turn me on. I could tell it turned Rune on, too, because his grip on my head tightened and he thrust faster to hit the back of my throat.
He knew what he did to me when he talked dirty. He didn’t have to say it out loud, but I knew this was all a punishment. If making him bleed from a backhanded slap made him lose his ever-loving mind and manhandle me, then I have a future of doing it again to get this same treatment.
Rune had always been gentle and loving with me as we had sex. Always making sure I was pleasured and enjoying him worshipping me while he got his afterward.
But this?
Him being rough and taking from me instead? Having me service him?
Fuck, I was in love with it. I loved that I was the one who made him lose control and that it wasmewho was pleasuringhim. The last time I gave him a blow job, he was gentle and allowed me to explore him. He allowed me to set the pace as he laid back and enjoyed everything I did. I loved the taste and feel of him. He felt like satin over steel, and his taste was unlike anything I’d ever had. Salty with hints of his sweet essence that brought the memory of when I was in the fields of Dreyma with the fantasy of him.
Rune’s fingers tightened in my hair as his movements became jerkier. His dick swelled and throbbed as he neared his orgasm.
“You ready, messy girl?” he groaned, his thighs trembling as he held back from coming.
My nails dug into his skin at the back of his legs, pushing him further into me. He tugged my hair as he pounded faster into me, his hips stuttering.
Through our link, I went through the high of his orgasm. It was next to impossible not to come with him. Mine was teetering at the edge, and I was about to let go and join him.
“You’re not coming,” he growled, his voice strained. My thighs squeezed, and more tears stung my eyes as I stared up at him. He narrowed his dark eyes and curled his lips into a humorless smile. He held back his orgasm, only long enough to drive his point. “And you’re going to ride the wave with me with no release. If you can do that and swallow my load, then you’re agood girl.”
God, I’d be a good girl. But I needed him to hurry.
His hand in my hair jerked to pull my head back more as he fucked my throat faster, moaning low. His sounds sent zaps through me right down to my core, making me moan around him. My sound and vibrations around him sent him hurdling over the edge. Growling my name, his dick throbbed while ropes of his cum spurted into my throat as his thrusts became shallow.
My nails dug into his flesh at the back of his thighs as I tried to breathe, which was impossible with howallof him was still buried in me. Tears stung my eyes as I squeezed them shut.
With each rope of his cum, I tried keeping up with swallowing, but there was a lot.Holy shit, there was a lot.I sucked him as much as I could, not wanting anything escaping and risking not getting my happy ending.
Rune groaned as he shared his orgasm high with me, making my head spin. My body thrummed with it while at the same time feeling the pain from needing mine.
I choked a few times as I struggled to breath through jet after jet of his salty spend. I felt the wetness around the corners of my mouth and a little on my lower lip under his throbbing shaft.
My mouth was so full. I was scared I wouldn’t be able to keep every drop in my mouth.
“Swallow,” Rune demanded as he stopped moving, his dick still down my throat. His hand stayed in my hair, holding me with my eyes on his.
I did as he ordered and swallowed as best as I could around him. His hand rested on the wood of the house behind me, stabilizing himself to keep from buckling.
