Page 68 of Unthinkable

“Fuck, Little Nightmare. Do you want me to stop?” he bites out as he pushes in farther. Every muscle on his body appears coiled. He’s holding himself back, reining in his need for me, and in turn, that gives me the strength to continue.

“More. Please, Daddy,” I pant. “More.”

“Fuck.” His hips push forward, he grips my thighs, and I welcome the bruises they’re bound to leave.

“More!” I bite out, and his hands somehow force me open wider.

Tears fill my eyes, but as I blink through the haziness at the way he looms above me, so dominating and powerful, I find my clit again, thrumming it with vigor to welcome the pleasure through the pain.

“More,” I breathe out.

“That’s it, play with your pussy. Make Daddy’s punishment on you easier.”

My body coils and my mouth parts as he slides another inch of his thickness inside my tight, forbidden hole.

“Oh god.” I thrash my head from side to side.

“Almost.” Push. “Fucking.” Push. “In.”

A searing pain slices through me as he stills inside me.

“You’re being such a good girl, giving Daddy what he needs.” He caresses my thighs.

His heavy pants force me to snap my eyes open to witness him gazing down on me with a look of complete awe.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Little Nightmare. Hold on tight.”

JENSEN

I pull almost all the way out of her ass, and she hisses through her teeth. A lone tear tracks down her face, and I bend down to lick it up. Then I surge forward, gripping her thighs to hold her in place. Her ample tits bounce, her ass clenches around me, and each thrust of my hips causes euphoria to rush through me.

“Ah, fuck, that’s good,” I pant as I move back and forth, delighting in the sordidness of it. “You feel so good for your daddy, Little Nightmare.”

I move my hand to knock her fingers away from her clit, allowing me to toy with it, and little moans and whimpers erupt from her.

The only sounds in the room are my grunts of pleasure, her wanton groans, and the slapping of our skin.

Her muscles tighten around my cock, making each pump of my cock pure euphoria. She’s so tight, so warm, molded just for me, for my cock.

Then I bend to take her mouth with my own. Our tongues tangle, her nails bite into my back, and I revel in the sheer pleasure rolling through me in unabashed waves at the prospect of her owning me.

My balls draw up, and her body tightens, and when I press down on her clit, she bucks beneath me, causing me to sink deeper than ever into her forbidden hole.

“Fuuuckkk,” I grunt, and when she screams out her orgasm, my cum shoots from my cock, flooding her hole. “Jesus,” I rasp and kiss down her jawline, and with one final jerk of my cock, I sink my teeth into her neck, gifting her with another of my marks.

Never in my life have I enjoyed marking a woman before, but with Immie, the possession flowing through my veins is almost too much to bear. It needs expelled somehow, and watching her skin transform with my touch is the ultimate sign of ownership.

She’s mine.

“That was…different.” She bites into her bottom lip as she assesses me.

“It was incredible.”

Her body relaxes beneath me, and her eyes meet mine.

“You were incredible,” I clarify, and deliver soft kisses over her open lips, over her cheeks, and on the tip of her nose. “It’s going to hurt when I pull out.”

“It’s okay,” she says, and I couldn’t be prouder of my girl.