Page 159 of Shadowman

Who am I??

“I’m n-not a bitch,” I grunt.

“Hmm?”

“Just because I’m d-doing this…” I pant. “Doesn’t mean I’m…uhhfuck… I’m not a fuckingbitch, okay?”

“God, you’re so cute,” Trevel hums, still cupping my cheeks and holding them apart.

“Ffuck you.” My eyes flutter shut at how stupefyingly good this feels.

Whether I understand it or not.

“There he is,” Trevel croons. “I’ve seen you fight, remember? You’re a fucking beast, baby…” He pushes up into me, and I grunt out a raspy sound, my face still burning red-hot shame.

But I glance down at my cock, biting my lip while I watch it, bobbing and slapping into my abs with my rampant bouncing. The way I’m riding theguybeneath me, hole working on his dick because Iwantit.

“You’re a warrior,” he goes on, “with a sick body and a big,thickcock… A sweet, tight ass, taking this dick like achamp.”

My jaw clenches. But I gulp as the humiliation fades into what it’s been all along.Deep, longing desire.

Fuck yea… I am taking it like a champ.

My ass is so full of dick right now.

“Am I… doing good for you?”

“So good, baby,” he purrs, one hand slipping around to tease my cock and knead my balls. “Look at you, taking itsodeep your first time… Riding slow and steady. You can feel every inch of me, can’t you, beautiful?”

“Fffuck…” I choke when his dick kisses a spot inside me that sends vibrant shocks through my loins. I’ve never felt anything like it… I’m practically crumbling, my own giant erection spillingprecum everywhere. “Don’t—uhhfuckyes—don’t tell anyone about this…”

“Please,” he growls. “Thisis all mine. No one else is getting you, baby.Ever.Not even in their thoughts.”

Something about the possessiveness in his tone, the scary rumble of his words in between his panting and clutching me to him like I’mhis… It’s lighting me up just as much as his dick dancing on my prostate.

“Tell me it feels good,” I whisper hoarsely, bouncing a little harder,faster, chasing the good feelings. I can’t believe I’m doing this… Grinding and swiveling, while his dick slides in and out of me. Even more unbelievable is that I can already feel my next orgasm looming. “Tell me I’m fucking you right…”

“Baby, you areowningmy cock.” He runs a finger down my spine, the sensation hardening my nipples. “No one’s ever fucked me like you do, sweet fury.”

The motivation of his words—thatnickname—has me humping the life out of him. And as crazy as it is, part of me wants to see his face. For some reason, I want to turn around and see those violet eyes shining up at me, dark lashes fanning in his state of lust drunk and about to explode. I want to… kiss his soft mouth and moan into it every time I take his dick as deep in me as it’ll go.

I can’tbelieveI have a dick inside me… And it doesn’t even hurt.

It burns, but I like it. Ilovethe blazing fullness.

I can’t even comprehend it, but I reallylovehaving this sexy British dude’s dick in my ass.

If you tell anyone I said that, I’ll fuck you up.

“Uhh,fuck, I never thought I’d… like this… so much.”

Or I could say it myself, to the sexy British dude in question…

The words just spill out of my mouth as my head spins and spins. I can’t control it.

“You can like it all you want, but as I said…No oneelse is getting this ass.” He grips my cheeks hard, and I gasp. “Understand?”

I nod fast. “Okay, baby…”