Page 206 of Soul So Dark

“That sounds fun.” I gently pull them back out and reach down, taking out my dick to tease the edges of her pussy, dripping with anticipation. “Anything else?”

“F-final Fantasy,” she replies through trembling breaths.

Her muscles contract, pulsing as I position myself at her entrance. “Why are those the ones you like, Mama?”

“They play the right games. Bondage, breath play, edging…” her muscles tense and her eyes roll with need, “and they know how to win.”

Fuck…I could come just looking at her; back arched with her legs spread wide and those perfect tits of hers laid out beneath me like a sacred offering.

“All my favorite things. I guess I’ll be busy tonight, won’t I? Decimating the girl who can get through Sen’s Fortress in 10 minutes.”

“Eight,” she moans, clawing at my shoulder blades while I tease her with my tip.

“No shit,” I grin. “So, was it just a long train of disappointment or did you actually learn a few things?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” she sneers, trying so hard to recover for the sake of her pride, but failing miserably.

“Mí Angelína,I already knew how you liked to be fucked long before I ever got my dick anywhere near you. And, still, you kept that ass for me after all this time.”

“How do you know?”

“Because you’re a little hellion. If you hadn’t, you’d have bragged toAJabout it.”

She still has it; that hateful little look she gets in her eye when she realizes she can’t win, that I figured her out a long time ago.

“You’re mine now,Cariño.All of you. And I’m yours, so now if you decide to send me to prison, it won’t be because you’re underage.”

“Please…” she pleads in the same tone I heard six years ago.

“After you make me a promise,” I reply, pushing my tip past her edges before pulling back again.

“What?” she squeaks with desperation.

I rise up on my knees and gaze down at her shining waves of hair framing her face like an obsidian halo. Then I lift her hand and reach into my pocket to retrieve the final missing piece.

“That you’ll stay with me,” I slide the silver band mounted with a pear-shaped amethyst onto her finger, “and you’ll be my wife and my family.”

Dallas stares up at her fingers intertwined with mine, barely breathing as I sink back down and pin her wrists above her head on her soft blanket of hair. Cupping her face, I kiss her with so much intensity that I could melt right through her ribs and into the wood fibers.

“Say yes, Dal,” I murmur against her lips, “because I’ll never say no.”

“Yes,” she murmurs on her breath. “Always yes.”

She barely finishes the word before I thrust my hips forward and bury myself deep inside her. Her thighs clench at my waist and the air empties from her lungs in a short, high-pitched moan that only makes me want to fuck her harder and deeper.

“Harder, Mama?" I growl as I pull back.

“Harder!” she whimpers as I thrust hard and bottom out inside her.

“Because you can take it, can’t you? Because you’re the only woman who can handle me.” I turn to kiss her hand on the side of my face. “Because I was made for you.”

She gazes up at me with desperate eyes, drunk on dopamine and her chest heaving with desire. I crack a smile at the obscene wet sounds coming from her pussy as I dig in and stretch her more each time. Soon, her breaths get more hectic and I know she’s near the edge.

“Don’t fight me,Angelína.”

“What?”

“I know you're about to come, I've already seen what happens right before you lose it,” I lean down, teasing her lips with my tongue, “in that Pepto Bismol pink room, on top of your Squishmallows.”