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A devious grin curls the sides of his lips and he sits up, running his finger along the line of my throat as he yanks his shirt over his head and discards it on the floor. His chest is a work of art, tattoos covering every inch of skin, but I don’t have a chance to study them, because, he’s lifting me up, pulling the strings on my swimsuit and then dragging it off, leaving me naked in the blink of an eye.
“Lie back and spread your legs, I want to look at you,” he orders.
A fine tremor runs along my skin, but I ignore it and shuffle up the bed, laying my head down in the middle of the pillows and slowly spreading my legs. My eyes fall closed and I inhale slowly, trying to control my fear.
I’m not sure if a part of me expected him to just start fucking me. That’s basically how it was with Jack; but instead, his hot breath hits my thigh a second before his tongue starts a path from my knee to my pussy, leaving a trail of saliva in its wake.
“I can’t stop now, but later, I’ll shave this hair, we want you smooth down here so we can see exactly what effect we’re having on you,” he says, pulling my sex apart with his fingers and then running his tongue from my clit to my ass.
I’ve heard people refer to oral sex, as being eaten out and before now, I always thought it was an odd description for the act. Now I get it. Dimi is eating me alive. His mouth is everywhere, sucking, licking, tasting. He’s devouring me and, Jesus, I like it.
Fingers probe at my entrance, sliding into my soaked pussy, while his tongue finds my clit, flicking at the sensitive spot until my hips start to move of their own accord, pushing closer to him and silently begging for more.
“You’re soaked, Malishka. Your cunt is gushing for me. Come on my fingers and tongue, then I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop.”
I don’t know if it’s his words, the rough tone of his voice, or the way his tongue works in time with his fingers. But heat gathers in my stomach, building until it becomes a roiling presence that rolls through me until it feels like my skin is going to be ripped from my muscles. I come with a cry, tears running from my eyes as pleasure overwhelms me, and I twitch and moan beneath him.
“Fuck, your cum is the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”
My eyes are squeezed closed, but I feel him moving and hear the rustling of fabric before he’s above me, pushing my legs apart and guiding himself to my entrance. My lids part and I look up into his startling blue eyes as he rolls his hips and slams into me, filling me in a single thrust.
“Holy fucking shit,” I scream, my body protesting the invasion, as my internal muscles are stretched and forced to take his massive cock.
“Easy, Malishka, relax and take my cock like a good girl,” he coos, pressing his lips to the pounding pulse point in my neck.
“That better be all of it, nothing else is going inside of me,” I pant.
“Barely half.” He laughs. “Your cunt is like a vise.”
Rolling his hips, he slides out, then pushes back in. He does it again, pushing in a little further with each thrust until it feels like his dick is poking through my stomach every time he fills me completely.
“That’s it, Malishka, you were made to take me. You were designed to be worshipped, to be fucked and pumped full of cum. You’re going to take all of me, then you’re going to lick yourself off my cock, before I fill your ass up too.”
I know I absolutely shouldn’t be getting more aroused at his words, but I am, and I feel my body open up to him as he seems to grow even bigger inside of me. Each pump of his hips fills me to capacity, and he lifts my legs, guiding me to hook my ankles behind his back, while he rocks into me, his mouth sucking at my pulse.
“Fuck, yes, look at you taking my cock, like the good little slut that you are. You were made for us, Malishka. It’s why we brought you here, why we’re never going to let you go. You were designed to take us all, to let us love you, let us fuck you, let us worship you.”
Another orgasm starts to grow inside of me, reigniting the flames of the one from earlier, a wildfire that whooshes back to life and quickly burns brighter than ever. This time, when I crest the wave of ecstasy, my body clenches, then releases and I feel liquid flow from me.
“You squirted all over me, Baby, how did it feel? My turn to soak you now, I’m going to fuck my baby into you, I’m going to breed you so fucking hard,” he rasps into my neck, his movement’s becoming stuttered and erratic, until he thrusts hard and deep and I feel the heat of his release inside of me.
Our chests are heaving, my skin is wet with sweat, my pussy, thighs, and ass soaked with a mixture of his cum and whatever the hell he made my body do. We’re a mess, but instead of caring, I swallow mouthfuls of air and bask in the exhilarating feelings that are coursing through me.
My mind is cursing up a blue fit, reminding me that I absolutely should not have fucked one of my captors, but my body couldn’t care less. I needed this. I needed something to help ground me, to make a choice and know that it was all mine, and not manipulated by them or the circumstances they’ve forced me into.
Will I regret this when the sweat’s gone cold and all the good endorphins have drained from my body? Probably. Do I care right this second? Absolutely-fucking-not.
I feel a rush of liquid drip from between my thighs when Dimi pulls his dick out of me, but I’m feeling too lazy to move.
Instead of going to clean up, Dimi slides his hand between my legs, then pushes two of his fingers into my mouth, moving them until my tongue, teeth, and gums are all coated in his cum.
“Eww,” I shriek, batting him away.
“Get used to the taste of me on your tongue, Malishka, it’ll happen often. I wanted to have you lick us off my cock, but I can’t wait to be inside you again.” His hands grab me and he effortlessly flips me onto my stomach, pulling my legs apart and positioning me how he wants me.
“Relax, or this will hurt,” he orders, pushing his hand against my soaked pussy again, before coating my ass in wetness.
“No,” I cry.
