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My pussy ached, and I could feel the wetness seeping from between my thighs. I had never been this aroused in my life. My fingers tightened around his ankle and my legs trembled just a little bit, my bare ass on fire and my pussy even more ablaze. He didn’t give me any time to recover, the next strike landing across my ass and my upper thighs. Several more peppered my bare cheeks and I squealed out loud. I chewed my lower lip, needing more.
“I think this bright red ass is well marked enough. It’s time I finished your punishment with my cock,” he growled, his voice husky and deep and everything I needed in that moment.
My pussy clenched hard.
He shifted his leg, and I was lifted upright and back onto my feet. He turned and scooped me up into his arms, and I clung to him like my life depended on it. His gaze burned with desire, and I could see the raw, primal need reflected in those soulful violet irises. Then he reached down and freed his cock.
Like the first time, the sight of it was jarring. It was huge, far more massive than I remembered, and I whimpered softly enough that I was certain he couldn’t hear, but when he smirked, I knew that he did.
Then all of a sudden, he was pressing me down until I was flat on my back on the soft sand of the beach beside the lake, his body on top of mine. My punished ass pressed into the ground, and I hissed, the pain reigniting in an instant. Then his cock grazed my hip, and I stiffened, suddenly nervous.
I’d never taken a man before. I’d heard rumors that it might hurt, that sometimes it wasn’t enjoyable for a woman, and my legs tensed around his hips, but he didn’t take me right away.
He stopped for a moment and stared down at me before he reached for me and brushed a stray hair off of my face. It was tender and sweet, and his gaze softened, something akin to affection swirling in his irises, or at least, so I thought.
I reached up and pressed my hand against his chest, his heartbeat thrumming beneath my palm.
I don’t know why, but I felt like I could trust him, that maybe he would make it good for me.
“Aren’t you going to finish my punishment?” I ventured and his eyes blazed with heat as he stared down at me.
“Naughty girl. A whipping with my belt wasn’t enough for you? You need me to punish you with my cock, don’t you?” he purred, and my core did somersaults deep in my belly.
I swallowed and nodded, and his gaze darkened even more.
“It’s going to hurt, little thief, but I think you need it to, don’t you?” he said softly, his voice hoarse, rumbling with his own desire.
His cock was so hard against my hip that I could feel it throbbing.
I wanted to feel it inside me, filling me up. I wanted him to fuck me and show me just how hard I could come all over his cock. I wanted the Dark King to take me as his over and over again until everything else faded away.
My clit pulsed with hot sensation and my legs tensed for the briefest of seconds before I relaxed them. He slid his hand between my thighs and grazed his fingers over my pussy, and my breath caught. His touch was gentle and teasing, but the effect was electrifying. A tremor ran through me, and my heart raced.
“I—” I tried, but he spoke first.
“This soaking wet little pussy tells me everything I need to know,” he purred, and then he angled his hips backwards, pressing just the tip of his cock to my entrance before he stilled.
I swallowed and looked up at him. He stared down at me, his expression a mix of desire and hunger. I could feel his cock throbbing against my opening, and I sucked in a breath.
The thing was he was right.
I wanted it to hurt. I wanted him to punish me. I wanted to come so hard that I questioned my very own name.
He slid a hand around the back of my neck and tangled his fingers into my hair, and the sharp prickle made me gasp.
Then, in one fluid motion, he plunged his cock inside of me.
My body stretched and yielded, a white-hot burst of pain arcing through me as he tore through my virgin barrier. It was a thousand times worse than his belt, and I squeezed my eyes shut. My whole body stiffened, revolting against the massive size of his cock.
It filled me completely, and I felt like I was being split in two.
My breath came in ragged gasps. He stayed there, his cock buried deep inside of me, his eyes locked onto mine. He didn’t move.
With a whimper, I slowly realized that the pain was beginning to fade. In its wake, however, was an even stronger surge of pleasure that threatened to take over my entire being. I was hyper aware of every inch of his cock, of how tightly it stretched my inner walls, of the way it throbbed deep inside of me.
The pain gave way to a dull, burning ache, but my passionate need was already mounting.
I wanted more. Needed more.
