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EVA

S pasms of excitement erupt through my body with every motion of Arthur’s hips. A couple of days ago, I’d only seen a dick in porn. Now? His massive meat spear is slipping and sliding against me while he tries to get a grip on the base.

“Open up,” he says. His free hand slides its way over my breasts and to my mouth.

I do, sticking my tongue out with it. His eyes flare excitedly as he shoves his meaty thumb between my lips.

“I know it’s going to hurt.” He slides the tip of his dick between my folds. Our bodies rattle in unison at the sensation, and I watch his eyes disappear to the back of his head. “I’m sorry.”

Then it happens. He eases the head between my walls and lets out a deep, husky moan.

“You’re so fucking tight.” He fights against labored breaths to get the words out.

I cry out, but the noise is muffled against his thumb. Tears instantly line the rim of my eyelids, and a sharp spike of pain pulses out of my core.

My lips quiver around the digit he stuck in my mouth. Teeth sink into the flesh while my body jerks uncontrollably at the sensation of being filled to the brim, the sting of Arthur breaking through my walls, but most of all, the intense pleasure throbbing in my loins.

“Are you okay, baby girl?” Arthur asks, no signs of pain from my bite in his voice.

“M-hmm,” is all I can muster, sucking on his thumb.

“Do you need me to stop?” He slides his thumb out of my mouth, rubbing the spit-covered finger over my nipple.

“Don’t stop,” I sputter uncontrollably. It hurts, but beneath the pain, throbbing satisfaction waits. “You’d fucking kill me if you stopped.”

He moves his hips, and another inch disappears inside me. I lose myself to the overwhelming sensations coursing through my body while staring deep into his crazed eyes. They want to lose control. Stop this slow and timid action and destroy me. But somehow, Arthur Hancock stays in control, moving slow and steady.

Every inch is a soothing remedy to the dull throbbing ache until he’s buried to the hilt inside of me.

“Your tight hole feels incredible around my cock.”

“ Your tight hole, Daddy.” It’s the first clear thought I’ve had since he started. But as soon as his hips move again, my mind drifts back to the place of tantalizing excitement.

“Ah, fuck,” Arthur roars, raising his body off me. “You’re not making this easy on me, are you?”

He grabs my waist, and his massive hands wrap around it completely. With what looks like no effort at all, he hoists my ass off the bed, pulling me tightly against his cock.

“It’s throbbing inside me.” I hook my shaky legs around his waist. “I can feel it bouncing against my walls.”

Arthur shuts his eyes and clenches his jaw. Ragged breaths barely part his lips while he tries to stay strong. But where the hell is the fun in that?

“Do it. Break me. Make me yours,” I whisper. The pain of losing my virginity is all but gone, replaced by the pleasure of his sword throbbing inside of me. We’ve gotten past the hard part, and I’m ready for whatever Arthur has to throw at me.

I want it. Need it. If I had enough power left inside me, I’d fucking beg for it.

But he doesn’t need me to. Just hearing those words is enough to set the beast free.

His eyes open again, holding the same wild look he fought so hard against.

“I’m going to destroy you,” he groans, using his leverage around my body to slide me off his cock. “I’m going to break you. Make you squeal. Make you come non-stop until you’re crying out for more.”

While he speaks, he pulls me back and then thrusts his own hips forward. Our bodies smash together with a satisfying slap. He does it again and again until he teases out my climax.

“That’s it, Eva. Come on Daddy’s dick,” he howls.

My whole body spasms uncontrollably against his. He’s in full control, but I still find myself bucking my hips and flailing my legs, trying to get my body to match his rhythm. I keep up at first but fail as another orgasm erupts through my body.

His grip tightens around me while every rippling muscle starts to tense across his chest. He releases his grip, and we both tumble into a mess of bucking hips, flailing arms, and a feverishly hot kiss.

“Say it,” he growls, intensifying his pace. “Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, mind, body, and soul. No one else will ever touch me.” I can barely think, so speaking is a near-impossible challenge.

“Fuck, I’m gonna ex—” He can’t finish the word before he lets out a fierce war cry. His quick thrusts come to an end, and he impales me with one final pump that releases every drop he has inside of me.

I cup Arthur’s cheeks in both my hands and pull him into a kiss.

We’re shaking, out of breath, and our minds are lost to the intensity of what just happened. After our kiss, he flops onto his back beside me, sliding an arm under my shoulders. I lay my head against his chest, tracing circles over his feverish skin.

“I meant every word of it, Arthur,” I say. I’d look him dead in the eyes if I could, but my body has hit a whole new level of numbness. “I’m yours. All yours. Now and forever.”

I snuggle into his side and rest my head on his heart.

The rapid beating is as good an answer as any he’d have spoken.

Daddy’s pleased.