Page 81 of Claimed By the Villain

I’m not the passive type—I prefer control—but watching her fuck my cock is a goddamn gift.

I let her lead for several minutes, then flip us, bracing myself above her perfect face. I start driving harder, the wet curls from her sex brushing my pelvis each time I slam into her.

I quicken the pace, pulling one of her legs onto my shoulder, spreading her wide open. “Touch that pussy while I fuck you.”

She obeys, moaning loud.

I suck her tits, nibbling her nipples. I thrust without restraint, and she screams, clawing at me. I glance down, see my cock glistening with her slick juices, and roar like an animal.

I pound into her with savage need, my desire to own her burning away every trace of control.

Our fuck is a tangle of ravenous lust and the craving to claim each other.

I know it’s mutual. Jackie isn’t just giving in to me—her pussy is swallowing me down greedily, showing me I belong to her too.

Sexy, filthy, insatiable, her muscles grip me harder, and I know her body well enough to feel she’s about to come.

“This little pussy loves being filled with my cock, doesn’t it? You love me stretching you, fucking you deep.”

She tenses, and with a final gasp, gives me her release.

I pull out and flip her onto all fours, sliding back into her wet heat.

I grab both her arms behind her, her face pressed into the mattress.

I smack her ass hard. “I’m gonna fuck you rough. Move for me.”

I slam in to the hilt, grinding, pulling nearly all the way out before forcing back inside.

As always, I lose my mind watching my cock split her open. I pound into her mercilessly.

“Ahhh . . .”

I twist a hand into her hair, using it as leverage, driving into her brutally, my hips crashing against her soft flesh.

Jackie whimpers, begging for more.

I lean in, thrusting deeper, whispering in her ear, “Soon, I’m going to fuck this ass.”

My thrusts turn savage, and Jackie screams, climaxing beautifully.

I follow her, undone by a violent orgasm, spilling inside her for the first time.

My cum leaks from her as I drive into her one last time, all the way in.

I pull her upright, kissing her mouth without pulling out.

“Say it again,” I whisper in her ear.

“Say what?”

“You said you loved me, that it was always me. I want to hear it again.”

She tries to move away, but I lock an arm around her waist, holding her tight.

“No. Declare your love for me while I’m still inside you.”

“My God, Lucifer.”