Page 5 of Ignited Heat

Her eyes narrow, but we keep contact as I feel her pussy contract around me. Her face pinches before she sucks in a sharp breath, and then throws her head screaming through another orgasm that hits her so hard my hips falter at how viciously she clamps down on my dick. I tuck her knees under my arms and tighten down hard, restraining her with my body and fuck her through it, not letting her up or giving her any room to recover.

She's bowing down to me today whether her ass likes it or not.

"King," she cries out, her head raises back to find my eyes. "Oh God,K-King!"

My eyes roam down her body, her slightly darker skin is flushed red, the round globes of her breasts are sweaty, her nipples hard and elongated, scraping my chest with every thrust. Her tummy is concaved from how hard she's clenched her abdomen. Her wild moans are everything I'd ever dreamed of.

"You like that?" My voice is hoarse as I'm breathing hard, feeling like I'm actively killing myself. Isobel bites her lip and nods. I smack her breasts, causing a startled look to crossher face.

"Yes!"

"Thentellme you like it. Use your words. What do you like, little demon?"

"I like you s-slapping me and choking me,sir!"she yells out, and a sound escapes her that startles me and causes my hips to falter once more.

"Make it again," I say, desperation making my voice hoarse. "Make that noise again."

Isobel's brows furrow and she licks her lips. "W-what noise?" she asks in a small voice.

I slow my thrusts. "The one you just made. Don't be difficult, fucking do it again." I tilt my head. "Come on, baby, I need to hear it,let me hear it," I whimper, feeling precum shoot out the tip and my eyes water. "Fucking do it, Izzy, stop fucking with me."

My eyes narrow and I begin to beat against her in earnest, fighting past the obviously swollen tissues of her vagina, seeing her body bob up and down violently underneath me.

I'm fucking pissed because there's no way she's going to be able to walk after this.

Angry, I let go of her wrists to grab both of her nipples in my hand and roll them hard. Her pretty mouth drops open, her nails slash red lines down my forearms as she tries to snatch my hands away, and her entire body seizes up as every sound, and yes the one I just begged to hear, comes out.

And I think the fucking demon comes out with it.

Finally.

"No, no please, please, King,please! I can't take anymore!"she screams, reaching her hands up to grab the side of my face but I'm in the grip of my lust, losing my mind, fucking her with everything I've got. She tries to flip over to crawl away but I snatch her back and lay my body down on hers. Keeping her eyes pinned withmine, I force her in a vicious battle of wills that I'm determined to win.

"Then bow to me."

Her eyes widen and a sob bursts through her throat. Discomfort wraps around the muscles of my lower back, but I keep my tempo steady. She shakes her head.

"Bow," I enunciate slowly."Bow."

"N-No!"she pants.

My hands tighten on her and I fuck and fuck and fuck until I feel her body becoming more and more lax under me."Now, Isobel!"I snap.

Her eyes widen almost in fear.

"Hakkunamatata," Isobel cries up at me. Slightly confused, my head tilts as my hips slow my pace. "Ha-haku-hu-" Her body bows in a violent arch. "Na-maaaaa...aaaahhhhh!"She's full on screaming now but there's another sound that's got my attention. A siren that's suddenly blaring in my head as she clamps hard on my dick, making me suffer. She starts up again, this time smacking my arms with her hands."Hakkunamatata. King! Kinnngg!"

My brows furrow.What the fuck?And then it hits me; Isobel's using hersafe word.

I still immediately.

Mid-thrust, actually.

I hold myself above her on my hands. My back is burning, blood pebbles up on the slashes she's made into my arms, the muscles in my body are straining so tight that I know I'm going to suffer later for this. I stay right where I am, half-submerged inside of her. My chest heaves as I struggle for air, and my sanity.

It hits me, full awareness, like an actual slap in the face that I need to stop.

I look down at her, feeling my heart skipa beat.