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Destroy me, Monster. That was what she said. I tried to be a tenth of the knight in shining armor she deserved, but Catherinelle Nucci shattered the last trace of rationality I had left. My instincts, my animal hunger for her took over. I took that diamond tiara the princess had on her head and threw it away. She wanted to be one of my women, no restrains? I’d be more than happy to oblige.

I spread her legs, and she opened in front of me like a pink peony flower on a summer morning. I looked down and saw her pretty pussy was stretched out, wrapped around my thick shaft like a glove – the image hypnotized me. So fucking sexy! Her body was so fragile and petite, like she was a porcelain doll, but somehow, she fit with me. The contrast between her softness and my vulgar self – her calm and my chaos – was the hottest fucking thing in the world. She was this flawless thing, and I was the grinder with silver balls on his dick, who should lose his head for only thinking about her, but now I was ready to take Catherinelle like she was mine to do so.

I knew since the first time I woke up and my dick was hard, when I was twelve or thirteen, that a mutt like me who used to sleep in a box under a stone bridge in Central Park would never land a woman worth something. I was the son of two dead Albanians who were servants to others all their lives. I was a thief and a good for nothing son of a bitch, so I was fine settling with prostitutes and women whose love could be bought. I never cared for what came after those short moments when I fucked. I shacked up with a waitress who had lower self-esteem than Vito’s tolerance to whiskey for a few months, but that ended when I got locked up. The thought of ever aiming for a well-off woman never crossed my mind, and here I was now, trashing the queen of New York City. It was too late to go back now.

“Hold on to something, baby girl,” I snarled under my breath before slamming into her body.

I pushed into her harder and harder, and I could see her losing her mind on my cock. She felt like melted satin on my skin, and with every thrust, there was more pressure and pleasure gathering in my gut ready to explode.

When she tried to reach for me, I grabbed her wrists and cuffed them to the bed.

“You touch me when I let you, princess. You’re mine now.”

“I’m yours,” she moaned and arched her back.

Every time I pushed into her, she made sounds more mesmerizing than the song of a mermaid, roping me closer to her. When I moved faster, I expected her to cry, but she bit her lips instead.

“Sing for me, baby girl. Let me hear you.”

She let it all out, screaming my name.

“Hugo, I’m…”

“Tell me, princess.” She didn’t respond; she just opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She was on the edge of a devastating orgasm, and I knew how to get her there. “Tell. Me. Look into my eyes and tell me how good it feels to feel my big cock inside of you. I want to hear how much you enjoy those silver balls.”

“So much,” she said, but her voice cracked. “I…I…I…”

“All this time, you acted so delicate, but there was a nasty girl inside you. I’m gonna leave you sore for days.”

Seeing pleasure washing down on her made me lose my fucking head. I crashed into her with violent intensity, even if a part of me knew I was hurting her. I couldn’t stop.

“Hugo!”

“Shit, Catherinelle, you feel so fucking amazing, baby. There’s no one like you. No one!” And that scared the shit out of me.

She was my fucking blessed angel. I must have done something right in my miserable life to deserve this crumb of heaven.

I looked down at her to take it all in: her beautiful faced crooked with pleasure throes, her tits going up and sown with every thrust and her hands grabbing the sheets, holding on for dear life.

“Fuck, Hugo!”

Out of nowhere, she tensed and bucked under me, moaning and screaming like crazy. Her legs started shaking, and she contracted around me like a vise. Her orgasm punched me like a baseball bat connecting with my stomach. I was fucking lost at sea, but in the last second, my brain landed back in my head, and I left Cat’s body but didn’t made it too far. I spread my cum all over her stomach while hunching over her and howling like an animal in pain. I had never felt anything – pleasure or pain – as intense as this. I was left empty and satisfied and fell over her while the princess hugged me with all her limbs.

Satisfaction.

Perfection.

Mine.

“Hugo, baby, I love this, but you’re going to squish my organs,” she mumbled from under me, and I rolled on my back, dragging her along. When she tried to move away, I chained her with my arms.

“You’re not going anywhere, baby girl.”

“I wasn’t going to.” She pushed herself up to nuzzle her nose on my jaw. “I’m completely fucked.”

“You are welcome.”

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