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If he fucks me in my pussy and ass the way he fucked my face …
His hand fists in my hair again and he yanks me to my feet. Pain turns to pleasure in my cum-addled brain as I stand on rubbery knees. He brings me over to the full-length mirror just a few steps away, grips my chin and turns my face towards it.
“Look at what you made me do to you, Kitty Cat.”
I gasp when I see my reflection.
My cheeks are tinged red. Two long black streaks of mascara run from the corner of my eyes down my face until they join at the pointy end of my chin. The front of my blouse is completelysoakedfrom the mixture of tears and sweat and spit. A single errant drop of cum hangs on the corner of my lips.
He’s right.
He fuckingdestroyedme.
And he hasn’t even fucked me yet.
Pulling me close against him until his cock rests above the small of my back, he plants a dark bite against the lobe of my ear—just hard enough to send another delicious burst of pain mixing with pleasure in my veins, but still gentle enough to leave no marks.
Holding me even closer, he reaches down and pushes a finger back inside of my dripping wet pussy, teasing another moan from me. Slowly, he starts to move his finger again. My knees buckle in response, and I’m suddenly glad he’s holding me up.
“You’re not ready,” he whispers.
I whimper as relief floods through me.
And following in its wake, disappointment.
My lip trembles and I almost start pleading that Iamready.
“Now, are you going to behave?” He asks.
“Yes …” My voice rises almost an octave higher as I answer him breathily.
My toes curl as his thick fingers bring me so effortlessly towards the edge of another orgasm.
“You’ll pick out a dress?”
“Yes…” I gasp. And then, as if to convince him, I add. “I’ll be your good girl.”
He stares at my reflection and chuckles darkly as he pushes a second finger into my pussy.
“Liar.” His voice rumbles against my back, and his searing hot breath plays at my ear. “Good girls don’t get this fucking wet for a monster like me.”
25
EMILY
LATER
My whole bodyis still on fire by the time we return to the castle.
For the past three hours, I’ve lied in this bed, fanning myself hands over my face with the window open. But despite wearing nothing but my underwear with the cool evening breeze wafting over me, I can’t find relief.
I try to convince myself that it’s because the castle doesn’t have central air.
But I know it’s not true.
It’s because Konstantin left me a hot fucking mess after the best damn orgasm of my life while his cock punished my throat.
Because he broke just about damn near every boundary I have.
