Page 19 of Stranded
“You’re fucking mine now, Deni,” I growled and bit his bottom lip. “Every beautiful inch of you is mine. Do you hear me?”
“Yesyesyes.” His nails scratched over my skin, leaving stinging scrapes in their wake.
Tears welled in his eyes and spilled down. Alarmed, I jerked back, but he grabbed my ass and punched up.
“Don’t you dare stop! You promised.” He smacked my chest with his tiny fist. “You promised to make me your bitch. Now do it, goddamn you. Ruin that pussy.”
Jesus. He was insane with need. I captured his hands and held them down on the bed. Only when I returned to driving hard inside him did he seem content. He howled loudly like a wolf seeking its mate.
“I’m right here, baby,” I gasped. “Let Daddy take care of you.”
He cried out, crunching up. I fastened my lips on his and mauled his mouth, shoving my tongue so far into his mouth he gagged.
“Fuck. Fuck.”
I reached beneath him and cupped him, one hand on each ass cheek. He shuddered under me, screaming and spurting cum everywhere. I pried his cheeks apart, angled his hips up, and punched down, shoving my cock into his squelching boy pussy, which slurped up my cock like a good little whore.
“Shit.” I held him fast while I ground up into his ass as far as I could go, filling him with my seed.
Only when I’d finished did I realize he was pushing at me, trying to get away. I pulled out, and he hissed. The bed shook beneath us from how hard he was trembling.
“Fuck.” He stared at me from a pale face, reaching between his legs to rub at his gaping hole. “Oh fuck.”
Fuck was right. My seed dripped out of his body. Nothing could have prepared me for how much of a turn-on that was. His puffy rim looked beaten.
“Aiden,” I croaked. “Did I hurt you? I’m sorry. Oh my god, I shouldn’t have.”
I gazed at his hole, which I’d really ruined, but even as I stepped back, pride and ownership filled my heart.
“Daddy,” he whispered.
I swallowed. “Y-yes? What can I do? What do you want?”
He shoved three fingers into his ass. “To do it again.”
“What?” My mouth fell open.
He ran his other hand up his chest and over his nipples, moaning and undulating his body in a way that made my cock twitch again.
No fucking way. So soon again?
“I’ve been with many men,” he said. “Like loads of?—”
“All right, enough. I get the picture.”
“Well, none of them has ever made me feel what I just did.” He laughed and patted his hole. “Fuck, you really owned that pussy. As long as you keep doing that, I’m willing to give it to you.”
“Aiden, what are you saying?”
“I don’t want this to stop. Don’t want it to be a one-time thing.” He rolled over to his knees and crept closer to me. “Please let me taste my ass on your cock.”
I should leave. Once was enough. I’d tasted heaven in hell, and I should really end it now to preserve my sanity. But I waited, heart pounding as he crouched in front of me.
“Feed it to me,” he said. “Tell me to clean up your cock like a good whore.”
My mouth went dry. “Do it. Clean up my cock. And then I’m gonna fuck you with my fingers until you come again.”
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