Page 25 of Filthy Mouth (Obsessive Age Gap #2)
Benedict
Her cunt stretched around me, swallowing my hand inch by inch until my wrist disappeared inside her.
The heat, the wet, the obscene tightness—it was fucking madness, but it was mine.
My Princess writhed beneath me, pupils blown wide, chest heaving like she didn ’ t know whether to moan or scream.
I pressed my thumb deeper, watching her body tremble, and felt my cock twitch at the sight.
I rubbed her belly gently as I pushed deeper, wondering how much more she could take.
“ My sweet Poppy, taking Daddy ’ s fist. Such a good girl,” I crooned, rocking my hand inside her until her pussy clenched and she moaned. She cupped her own breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples while I stretched her wide.
Fuck. I needed to be back inside her.
“ You sexy little whore. You need another load inside you, don ’ t you?”
Her eyes were closed, cheeks flushed, lips parted. She nodded, a needy little sound slipping out as her hands tugged harder at her nipples.
I began to ease out, straightening my fingers as her hole stretched around me. She moaned when my hand popped free, the wet sound obscene.
“ Face in the pillows and arse in the air. Daddy ’ s going to fuck that sloppy, loose hole,” I growled, slapping her inner thigh until she shot me a glare.
But she rolled over and shoved her face into the pillows, arse high, swaying it like an offering.
“ Good girl,” I rasped, climbing behind her, fisting my cock. “ Daddy ’ s going to take that nasty ache away.”
I yanked her cheeks apart, staring at the sloppy gape my fist had left behind. Her hole twitched, glistening, obscene.
“ Look at you, Princess. Split wide open, sloppy and ruined for anyone but Daddy.” I spat on the stretched hole, watching it drip inside. “ My little cock sleeve. Nothing but a filthy hole for me to fuck raw.”
Her whimper broke into a moan as I pressed the swollen head of my cock against her, circling slowly just to make her squirm. I rubbed my thumb over her previously abused arsehole.
“ Aren ’ t you a lucky girl? Getting all your holes stretched out tonight,” I taunted, slipping the tip of my cock inside her.
She cried out, nails clawing at the sheets as her pussy clamped down on me.
“ Yeah, feel that? Your greedy cunt is trying to swallow me whole.” I drove deeper, inch by inch, stretching her until my balls smacked against her pussy. “ That ’ s it, Princess. Take Daddy ’ s cock.”
“ Aaah, oh. Yes, please, Daddy. Oh, that feels so good,” she cried into the pillow as I drove into her again.
“ Good? This isn ’ t good, Princess. This is me ruining you,” I snarled, slamming forward so hard my balls smacked wetly against her clit. She shrieked, muffled into the pillow, body bouncing beneath me with every savage thrust.
“ That ’ s it. Take it. Take all of Daddy ’ s cock. Fucking whore ’ s hole can ’ t get enough, can it?” My grip locked on her hips, dragging her back into me until the slap of my balls and the wet squelch of her wrecked arsehole echoed in the room.
She clawed at the sheets, sobbing and moaning as her body convulsed around me. “ Yesss! Oh God, don ’ t stop, don ’ t stop, don't stop!”
I slammed into her harder, grinding deep, feeling her stretch and squeeze around me like her body was begging to be broken.
My breath came out in grunts, teeth bared, sweat dripping from my temple onto her spine as her legs collapsed and moved with her to pound her into the mattress.
I lay on top of her, giving her vicious thrust after thrust. The damp sweat between us made it filthier.
“ My dirty little fuck whore. Daddy ’ s going to keep his cock inside this tight cunt all night, and when you wake up, I ’ m going to ruin your holes all over again,” I grunted in her ear.
All she did was moan and push her ass up for more. Fuck, I needed to put more time in the gym to keep up with her hungry, little holes.
I reached beneath her hip, sliding my hand to her clit. The same hand I ’ d had buried inside her, stretching her open, fisting her. The thought alone made my balls tighten.
She jerked beneath me when my fingertips grazed her clit.
“ My dirty girl, come on Daddy ’ s cock. Cream all over me. Do it—because you know I ’ ll make you lick every sticky drop off my dick while I hold your mouth open.”
Her whole body seized, a ragged moan ripping from her throat as her pussy fluttered and then gushed hot around my cock.
“ Yeah, that ’ s it, my dirty girl—fucking soak me,” I snarled, hammering into her, feeling her slick spread down my length and drip onto my balls. The squelch of her creamy cunt only made me drive harder, chasing the mess she made for me.
“ Can you hear that, Princess?” I growled in her ear, pushing her face deeper into the pillow as my hips slammed her arse. “ That ’ s you, dripping all over Daddy ’ s cock like the needy little whore you are.”
I yanked out of her sloppy cunt at the last second and flipped her onto her back. Her hair was a wild halo, her lips swollen, tongue lolling out like the greedy slut she was.
“ Open wide, Princess,” I ordered, stroking my cock furiously over her face. She obeyed instantly, mouth stretched, eyes glazed.
“ Good girl.” My cock jerked, thick ropes spilling across her cheeks, her lips, straight into her waiting mouth. She moaned, catching it on her tongue as I painted her face with the rest, smearing it over her nose, dripping into her hairline, even streaking her closed eyelids.
“ Look at that mess. My dirty little come-slut.” I rubbed my cock across her face, dragging it through the sticky lines until every inch of her skin gleamed with me.
When her mouth opened again on a whimper, I shoved my cock between her lips. “ Suck it clean. Show Daddy what a filthy Princess you are.”
Even though she was tired, my girl sucked and licked every inch of me, before moving to my balls.
Never mind a ring on her finger. It would be a collar around her neck and handcuffs if need be. Poppy was never leaving me.
Mine to use. Mine to love. Mine to break if I wanted—because she ’ d crawl back for more.
But my black heart melted when she smiled at me, full of warmth. I kissed her, deep, wet, sloppy, before licking along her cheek to taste my come on her flesh. Her skin was crusted with my dried semen, and I savoured every nasty, salty lick.
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I turned the ring in my hand, the ruby burning like blood under the lamp.
Platinum, flawless, and eternal. Just like I wanted her.
My chest tightened, the ghost of Cassandra ’ s cold laughter and Rachelle ’ s lies hissing at the back of my skull.
Both had taken pieces of me. Both had left me more hollow than before.
But Poppy… my filthy little Princess, smeared in my come, smiling at me as if I was the only person in her world. She didn ’ t care about my money, my name, or the goddamn stone in my hand. She wanted me. My darkness. My dirt. My cock.
The ring wasn ’ t just a promise. It was a chain. Once it slid onto her finger, she ’ d belong to me in every way the law recognised. And in every filthy way, it never would.
Her breathing was steady, lashes still wet, lips parted in sleep. She had no idea how fucking beautiful she looked, wrecked and ruined, with my seed dried across her skin. I turned the ring one last time before sliding it onto her finger. Perfect fit. Of course it was.
I leaned back, admiring my handiwork. No flowers, no speeches. Just a ruby collar she couldn ’ t slip off. My filthy little Princess was mine—legally, spiritually, and carnally. Engaged without a choice.
I held her hip and slid a little deeper into my wet cocksleeve, kissing her cheek before nestling in behind her. I lay awake and wondered if this was karma for fucking with Magnus. I pursed my lips. I would not fucking cry at the altar.
When I finally drifted, it was with my cock still buried in her ruined pussy, her hair clumped with dried come under my palm, and her scent the only air I wanted in my lungs.
The ruby gleamed on her finger, the proof of what she ’ d never escape.
Engaged, bound, and soon to be bred—exactly how my Princess was meant to be.
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“ Daddy, you psycho. What is this?” Poppy poked my cheek.
I smiled, sliding my awakening cock into her hot cavern without opening my eyes.
“ Congratulations, Princess. We ’ re engaged.”
She tried to smack my hand when I palmed her breast, but I cracked one eye open to catch her arm stretched out, the ruby flashing as she admired her new collar. My fingers trapped her rosy nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger before giving it a sharp pinch.
“ One in a line of many,” she sighed, but she was taking the news rather well, and I wondered how long she’d been awake for.
“ Princess, there ’ s no one who could ever compare to you.”
“ Is there a reason you never had children?” she asked, lowering her arm before meeting my eyes.
I tugged her nipple, then gripped her breast—already picturing it heavy, dripping milk for our child, her belly swollen from my seed.
“ Bringing a life into this world isn ’ t something I take lightly. I just never found anyone I wanted to share it with.”
She frowned and looked away.
“ If you want a baby with me, Princess, my balls are at your service,” I teased, grinding into her arse until she giggled. Her body softened beneath me, tension giving way to trust.
“ My dirty girl, don ’ t you know I ’ d give you whatever you want?” I murmured, sliding my hand down her belly. “ Now be a good girl and lick your cunt juice off my cock. Taste yourself on Daddy ’ s cock.”
Her pussy clenched at my words, greedy for me, but I pulled free, slick and glistening. I sprawled back on the pillows, stroking my cock slowly while I watched her lips part.
“ Come on, Princess,” I taunted, tapping the head against my stomach. “ Mouth open. Crawl down and clean me like the filthy little cum-slut you are.”