Page 72 of Cain

“You are so fucking perfect, Katerina,” he praises, slowly pushing his hard length inside me, each inch making my core pulsate around him.

“Everything about you is perfect,” he whispers, entering his fingers inside my mouth while he moves his waist slowly back and forth. “Your warmth, your scent.” I suck his fingers. “Your sweet moans,” he hisses. “You have no idea what you gave me permission to do,” he whispers, making my shivers intensify. “I will fuck you like you’re my whore.”

My breath hitches. I’m scared, but I’m even more eager for him.

He holds my hips tightly and thrusts violently inside me, forcing a loud gasp from my lips.

“Ah!”He’s so big!

He leans in again, grips my jawline, and pulls my head back.

“Do not make a sound tonight,” he growls in my ear as his big cock violently rams my pussy. I don’t make a sound, choking back the pain.

“Good girl.”

He slams my upper body against the bed and shackles my hands behind my back with one hand, while his other hand clamps around the nape of my neck. He’s brutal.

“That’s it! Take every inch in this tight little pussy of yours.”

He presses my waist to arch it further, getting his cock even deeper inside me. I like it. I want more. I need more.

I arch my waist further, giving him more access, my slit slamming against him with each thrust. Then, he slows down, circling his waist, stroking my walls perfectly, eliciting a louder moan from me.

He releases my hands and pulls me to stand on my knees until my back slams into his firm torso. I know I’m under his control. He’s pulling the strings, but I don’t mind it; I don’t want to resist. I like it. I want to be his.

His one hand grabs my throat, keeping me close to him, and the other sinks lower and slowly rubs my clit. God, that hits the spot.

“It feels so good that I’m finally inside you,” he whispers in my ear. “The way your tight pussy sucks me deeper is to die for.”

My waist follows the rhythm of his hand, desperate for more, surrendering without thought.

The climax builds so effortlessly that I barely notice how close I already am.

“Cain, I … “ I pant. “I’m close.”

Instantly, he pushes me onto the bed and turns me around to face him. He slides between my legs again and shoves deep inside me.

“Eyes on me.” I can hear his teeth gritting as he grips my throat. “Look at me as you soak my cock with your delicious juices.”

He stays close, his skin teasing my clit as he arches his hips and sinks deeper inside me.

My legs shake from pleasure, and my eyes roll back.

“Y…Yours!” The words leave my lips before I can hold them.

He thrusts harder.

“Mine!” he growls.

“I’m coming!”

Harder.

“Mine!”

Yes!Harder …

“All mine!”