Page 70 of Typhon


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Afterall, I did belong to her.

That’s howI felt. I felt like every piece of me belonged to Rylee. She owned me. That contract might give off the impression that I owned her, but that was far from the truth. I was the one owned. I was the one at the mercy of this slip of a girl who had balls the size of Texas.

“Fuck,baby,” I hissed. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

“Stone, harder…please,” she begged, and I knew, without a doubt, that I was marrying this girl tomorrow. No matter what it took, no matter what I had to do, I was getting Rylee to marry me as soon as possible.

I shoved my cock inside her warm heat harder and as deep as possible, and it still wasn’t enough for me. I wanted to see all of her, and I couldn’t this way. I needed to appreciate what Rylee was giving me after what I’d done to her, and I couldn’t do that in this position.

Wrapping her up in my arms, I rolledus over until Rylee was on top, her body straddle my hips. She pressed her hands against my chest, straightened until all I could see was the stunning vision of Rylee’s face, neck, tits, and stomach, all of it decorated with my mark. She had one on her neck, her collarbone, two on her right tit, one on her stomach, one near her bellybutton, one on the corner of her trimmed pussy hair, and I knew there were two on the inside of her left thigh.

She looked fucking magnificent.

“Get that dick, baby,” I grunted.“Ride that cock until you’re dripping all over my hips. Use my cock to make yourself cum.”

With her head thrown back, Rylee’s hips started moving with the same desperation that I’d been feeling earlier. She was chasing her orgasm, eager to cum again, and I was eager to give it to her.

I grabbed onto her hips, and every time she came down, I surged upwards. She might be on top, and I might be giving her some measure of control, but I was still in this with her. It was still my dick that she was using, and it was still my dick I was giving her.

“Stone, please…” she whimpered, and if she thought I was arrogant before, having her beg for my cock was ruining me.

“Take that dick, baby,” I demanded, tightening my grip on her hips. “Sit on my cock and make yourself cum. Give me that delicious cream of yours.”

Her head fellback down, and with her hands on my chest, her palms supporting her weight, Rylee started rocking her hips, coming down at the perfect angle to make her body convulse above me. “Oh, God…Stone…” I saw the entire blush of her orgasm coat her chest, her neck, and her face, and the sight was burned into the back of my mind and would be there forever.

And while Rylee was cumming, my hips kept rolling upwards, determined to ride her through her release. “That’s it, Rylee,” I panted. “Squeeze my cock, baby. Hold me tight.”

“Stone…I’m…” She trailed off, and I knew she was barely holding on.

Wrapping my arm around back, I flipped us over again, and this time, every thrust, every push, every grind against her hips was for me. For my release. For my stamp on her body. I hadn’t bothered with a condom, and I was going to cum inside her. I was going to spray my release inside her tight cunt and coat her insides with everything I had.

Leaning down, my lips at her ear, I told her so. “I’m cumming inside your pussy, Rylee. I’m going to cum inside you all night.” She let out a quiet wail as her nails went back to digging in my flesh. “My cum is going to be leaking from your pussy for days.” Her pussy clenched around my dick, and that was it for me.

“Yes,” she cried out. “God, yes…”

Exploding deep inside her, ropes, and ropes, and ropes of hot cum shot from my dick, coating her just like I promised I was going to. “Take it, Rylee,” I growled. “Take it.” And I didn’t stop thrusting into her body until I felt myself soften and was no good to either of us anymore.

I rolledoff her, but made sure to gather her in my arms, so she couldn’t escape. With Rylee, I was never going to assume anything. However, when she snuggled her body back into mine, I felt relatively safe in thinking that she wasn’t going to make a break for it.

“That’s what last night should have been,” I said over the harsh breaths permeating the air around us, and I wasn’t afraid to mention it. I refused to let last night define us, and the only way to move past it was to address it.

Rylee didn’t comment for a while, but then she finally said, “The only problem with last night was when I found out you were fucking me like that because you thought I was a slut. Before you pointed out your motives, I hadn’t had any objections to everything you did to me.”

My dick twitched at that, and that was probably further proof that I was the no-good bastard she had accused me of being earlier.

“So, whatare you saying?” If she was saying what I think she was saying, I wasn’t sure how I was going to ever let her out of my bed.

“Your motives hurt like hell, Stone,” she answered. “But…the sex had been…explosive. As pissed as I was, and might still be, I can admit that.”

My arm tightened aroundher waist, my hand sliding upward to cup her tit, and I made no apologies for my hard dick poking at her ass. “So, you enjoyed being fucked like a hot slut?”

There was no disguising the hitch in her breathing. “Stone…”

“Do you like it rough, Rylee?” I asked. “Do you like being fucked hard and merciless?” I didn’t let her answer as I rolled us over again, until I was back on top of her, my dick already sliding inside our wet mess. “Do you trust me enough to play my little slut in the bedroom, baby?”

She nodded, already breathing hard, her body already taking me in deep. “Yes,” she shamefully admitted. “I…I liked it.”

“Liked it?”

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