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“Mmm. Good girl,” he growls. Then he goes back to sucking on my clit. His mouth is rough and demanding.

Very soon I’m writhing and gently kicking my legs against his big shoulders.

He flips me off him, his cock popping free of my mouth. He crawls over me, taking warming lube from the nightstand.

“Sasha,” I say, shaking my head. I actually like when he fucks me in the ass with his monster of a cock, but it takes a long time to work up to it and I’m impatient.

“Pull your legs up,” he says, slicking lube over his thick erection.

“I don’t want to wait.”

“Me either,” he says, rubbing the jelly into my ring and sliding several fingers into me at once.

I let out a small shriek of surprise, but the burning pain fades quickly. Raw hunger consumes me. When he decides he wants me a certain way, he has me that way. It’s not a negotiation.

He pushes my legs up, opening me. Liquid heat drips down from my pussy to my nervous asshole.

He puts the head of his cock at my rosy little entrance and pushes in slowly.

I throw my head back, panting. The flush starts in my face and spreads to my chest as I strain to take him this way.

“See?” his low voice asks as he drives slowly deeper, stretching me in the most filthy way.

I grip the sheets, whimpering.

“I’m not ready,” I say.

He looms over me like a beast. His head drops and he chews on my nipples. I thrash my head back and forth at the exquisite torture.

He draws his hips back and then thrusts slowly deeper.

“Please,” I wail.

He lowers his body till the heat radiates against my skin. “Please what?” he husks. “Stop? Or fuck your pretty asshole like it belongs to me? Since it does.”

He pulls back and thrusts again. It hurts, but also feels good. There is a gnawing hunger that continues to build.

“Rub yourself and curl some fingers inside that pussy. Feel how soaked you are to have my cock drilling your ass.”

I bite out the word no, but my fingers are already slipping down to obey orders.

He kisses me, sucking on my tongue before he pushes his into my waiting mouth. All the while he’s slowly laying claim to me in the dirtiest, most forbidden way.

I pull my mouth from his, panting. “If you’re going to use me like a whore, why don’t you turn me over?”

He pulls out and flips me onto my belly. His hand burrows under me, knocking mine out of the way. His palm presses against my clit while his big fingers push into my pussy, filling me there. Then his cock reenters my bottom.

The stretch is uncomfortable, but also so achingly right. I whimper and squirm, but it does no good.

“Now you’re trapped,” he growls. “Just like a caged bird, like you were meant to be. My little Raven, you were always waiting for me to own you the way I’m going to right now.” He pounds into me, making me ache and scream.

The pressure on my clit connects with the hard reaming of my ass. Breathless with need, I turn my head and bite his forearm.

“Fuck,” he says, driving harder, making the bed bounce and crushing me into the soft mattress.

Whimpering and fisting the sheets, I writhe under him. A desperate longing twists in my belly. I’m pinned and frantic,with my bottom helplessly skewered by his cock, his body heavy on mine, trapping me.

An intensely painful pleasure grips me. Just as when he spanks me, I lose control, my body no longer my own.