Page 86 of Dance of Thorns

Except slowly, the pain is starting to fade. He rolls his hips again, sliding out and then viciously fucking back into me. The sloppy wet sounds of my pussy clinging to his swollen dick fill my ears as Bane starts to ram me harder, faster, his groin crashing into my tenderized ass as he starts to well and trulyfuck me.

And that twisted, snarling, ragged and rough thing inside of meroars.

I scream in pleasure, my eyes squeezed shut as the sheer monstrous size of him pummels my pussy into fucking submission. My legs are shaking, his every thrust driving the air from my lungs with those grunteduuungh uuungh uuunghsounds. My arms strain against the hand wrapped tight around my wrists as he ruts into me like a wild animal.

“Mmm, baby,” he snarls. “Your sweet, messy cunt is taking my cock like such a good little whore. Such agreedycum hole for me to fill.Fuuuuck!” he roars, groaning loudly as he rams into me. “This pretty pussy is strangling the fuck out of my dick, baby. I’m going to break it, little bird. I’m going tobreakthis fucking pussy so it never works for anyone else butme.”

He drives in over and over, stroking against that spot inside that makes me liquefy. The place that makes my legs shake and quiver uncontrollably, my pulse jackhammer, and my whole world dim until all I know is the deliciously brutal sensation of his huge cock fucking into me and completely owning me.

I scream into the ground as I come so hard that tears bead in the corners of my eyes. My belly clenches, my walls clamping down around his huge dick as I spasm, my body arching from the ground. A spray of wet liquid coats my thighs and the ground beneath me, and I’m dimly aware of beingamazedat myself.

I’ve never done that before. But then, I’ve never once, even in my wildest fantasies, beenfuckedlike this.

I come again, squirting on his cock and my thighs a second time before Bane finally slows his thrusts. I cry out, sobbing in pleasure on the ground as he slaps my ass once, twice, three times.

I shiver when he slides his massive size out of me, literally leaving me feeling empty and stretched open as he rolls me over like a limp ragdoll.

…and my heart lurches into my throat.

Holy FUCK.

I almost scream. Because when he rolls me onto my bruised and battered back, I’m staring up into the face of a nightmare creature.

A monster with Bane's torso—sculpted from marble, covered in tattoos and scars, with muscleseverywhere. With huge arms, broad, sculpted shoulders, a wall of chest, and grooved abs and hip muscles that dive down to where hisfucking hugedickjuts thick, swollen, and still hard as rock, glistening with my cum.

But the head turns him monstrous. Because I’m not looking into Bane’s face. I’m looking up at a blank, black mask, featureless except for shadowed eyeholes…

…and huge, towering horns, like those of a stag, jutting up and clawing at the night sky.

I pale when he moves over me and roughly pushes my legs apart. I chew on my lip, juststaringat this fearsome vision as he fists his big dick and eases the swollen head against my battered pussy. He grabs one of my legs and wraps it around his hips. Then he reaches for the other one, and I weakly lift it into his grip, whimpering as my legs wrap tight around his hard body.

He looms over me, the mask barely a foot from my face and the antlers twisting into the sky above. He braces one veined hand flat on the ground next to me. The other wraps around my throat, sending a bolt of dark need snaking through my core.

My hands fall against him, fingertips dragging over a burn scar across his tattooed chest. His grip tightens around my neck, making my eyes squeeze shut as his cock pushes into me.

“Eyes on me, baby,” he rasps. “Eyes on me while I tear this greedy cunt in half.”

This time, I’m not only ready for the brutality. I'm craving it. Needing it.

As much as I want to callhimthe monster—for trapping me, for binding me with a fucking contract, for giving me a goddamn safe word and chasing me like an animal before straight upbreakingmy pussy with his gigantic cock, and for wearing a fucking antler mask while he’s doing it—that’s not quite fair.

Maybe heisa monster. But he’s not the only one.

If he’s broken and monstrous, thenso am I.

I cry out, my hips lifting off the ground as Bane shoves his fat cock into my body. He starts to fuck me hard, pounding me into the dirty ground beneath me, my ass and back scraping against it as I wrap my arms and legs around him and surrender to the madness.

Again, and again he rams into me, churning my insides, twisting that needy ache inside me until I can’t stand it any longer. Then, without warning, he rips the mask off, letting it fall to the ground, his wild, obsidian eyes stabbing into me.

“Eyes on me, little bird,” he rasps as his hand wraps tight around my throat and as his monster cocks buries itself in me to the hilt. As whatever grip on reality that I have left shatters into a million pieces and I explode for him all over again.

“Eyes always on me.”

His mouth crushes to mine. And just as my orgasm starts to detonate inside of me, I feel his teeth pierce my lip. Copper floods my mouth, and suddenly, everything twists and writhes andshatters.

Every nerve, atom, and pleasure point in my body ignites in white fire as he roars into my mouth, and his hard, violent body coils and clenches against me.

His cock throbs and pulses, and I moan into his lips as I feel the hot ropes of his cum spilling into me, over and over andoveras I come for him again.