Page 24 of The Pakhan’s Heir

She responds with a whimper. I grab her hair and pull her head back. “Nona. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I… I understand.”

“Yes, my king. Call me anything other than that and I’ll take a strap to you next time.”

“Yes, my king,” she says in a breathy tone.

I pause for just a second, looking her ass over. Her thighs shiver and just under the curve of her ass, right where her panties hang, I see the shine of her wetness.

Is she… enjoying this? That’s good. That’s very, very good.

I grab her panties and rip them away from her body, then I push her off me. She falls to her knees as I stand up. “Dress off. Now.”

There’s a little smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She bites her lip to hide it from me, then she reaches back and unzips the dress, then slips it off over her shoulders and stands.

Her naked body is a thing to behold. Athletic, toned, breasts that almost stand up on their own with rosy pink nipples. Shapely hips and thighs…

And that face… those fucking eyes…

“Lie down on the bed, face down,” I say. She obeys me without question. She lies on the bed, face down. I grab her thighs and pull them apart, then I run my hands up them to her rosy cheeks and spread them.

Her perfect little puckered asshole is beckoning me. Part of me wants to destroy it, fuck her hard and deep in her ass. The other part just wants to taste her. Her pussy is practically dripping. Sweet-smelling, clear juices cover her lips and the soft down of her crimson hair.

This is just sex. It’s not love. It’s not even lust. This is just to get it out of the way.

How the hell is she just the right kind of girl that I like, submissive and a little bratty, already looking to test my limits?

This is just sex. It’s not love. It’s not even lust. This is just to get it out of the way.

The mantra comes to the surface of my mind as if to pull me back from an edge that I wasn’t expecting to step off. I undo my belt and take off my pants. Just fuck her and get it over with.

I climb onto the bed, spreading her legs even more. I press the head of my cock between her pussy lips, moving it down until it’s pressing against her clit. She shivers and arches her back, curving her ass up to give me better access. I rub her clit up and down, pressing the head of my cock against it as it pulses with every touch. She bites down on her lip as she tries to stifle herself.

I grab her ass and she gasps as I pull her cheeks apart again. “I want to hear you,” I say. “Moan, scream, cry, I don’t fucking care. Just don’t step out of line.”

“Y-Yes,” she says. I slap her ass cheeks and she flinches, a soft moan coming from her. “Yes, my king.”

I rub my hand over the redness and she leans into it. I keep teasing her pussy, rubbing her swollen clit with the head of my cock over and over again.

“You are quite the little brat,” I say. “How would you like it if I left you this way? Teased your little pussy the way you’ve teased my dick in that fucking dress. Would you like that?”

“N-No,” she whimpers, and I slap her ass again. “No, no, my king. We… we have to go through with this.”

The last part strikes me in my chest. She understands this. Good. I slide my cock inside her and she involuntarily clenches around it, moving away from me. I grab her around the waist and pull her back, lifting her up and against my hips as I thrust myself deep inside her.

“Fuck,” she moans. “W-Wait. Please.”

I’m holding her, squeezing her sore ass. She’s as tight as a fucking drum around my dick. “You are really fucking tight. You didn’t lie to me about being a virgin, did you?”

“No,” she whimpers, and I squeeze her ass. She flinches and clenches, hugging my dick tighter. “No, my king. You’re just… bigger than I’m used to.”

“I see. Then we’ll start slow,” I say to her as I start fucking her. “Nice and easy.” Her moans start breathy and soft as her legs lift and her toes curl. With every thrust, she grabs the comforter and her back arches.

It’s not long before she’s so wet that she’s starting to drip down her thighs. I speed up as she leans into it, letting her ass slap against my hips.

“Oh, my fucking God,” she moans. “M-My king… you’re so deep… so fucking deep…”

Her pussy is hot and wet and squeezing me, daring me to come early. I hold myself down, saying the mantra in my mind. It’s only sex. Just get it over with.