Chained - Zara Novak Page 0,55
coals. I saw his teeth grow to long shining points. The muscles in his body seemed to grow and tense, the veins coming to the skin slightly like every part of him was under strain. His erection swelled, looking like it had grown in size yet again.
He came down and kissed me, his body burning against my soft and tender flesh like hot marble on plump silk. His mouth moved over me with a fervor, from my lips to my neck, down to my tits to suck and tease my nipples.
I squeaked and gasped at the assault of pleasure, shaking with excitement as his hands tore my soaked panties away from my throbbing pussy. My smooth skin was slick with arousal, fully open and begging for him to claim me.
“Fuck me, master,” I pleaded. “Take me. Claim me.”
The wanting words didn’t go amiss. The strange fever that had taken hold of him only made his body changed more. His eyes became more feral. His muscles tensed and strained. I swear I even heard a deep growl rumble through his chest.
Was there a man left now, or just a vampire that was about to defile a limp and helpless doe?
He took his throbbing cock in one hand and speared it down, pointing the giant head towards my open pussy. He nestled the tip against my aching folds and inched in.
Holy.
Fucking.
Shit.
“Master!” I gasped, slapping my hands onto his back and drawing my nails down the skin like claws. He inched his cock inside me, his solid shaft stretching my tight walls wide open as he slid all the way up to his hilt. Once there he held himself against me, and I tensed my tight pussy around him, unable to believe just how fucking good this felt.
Where had this been all my life?
“Mine,” he growled, drawing his hips back and pulling his cock all the way out to the tip. Once there he left it for a moment, his head kissing my slick and open folds. Then he thrust back in, deeper and faster. My eyes rolled back in my head and I felt my soul leave my body.
Hello heaven. I have arrived.
My mouth opened wide, my breath laced with moans of approval, pleasure, and downright ecstasy. My legs were spread open, up in the air, exposing myself to him, begging him to keep fucking as deep as he could. He thrust really deep and slow like that a few times, drawing all the way back to the tip before spearing deep again, almost like he was getting me ready for him.
And then it started, his hips fell into a rhythm, thrusting deep and slow at first.
Fucking his slave.
I cried out his name and felt electricity flutter through me from head to toe. How could something feel this good? He bent down low and kissed me, our mouths opening completely and our tongues crushing against one another.
My breasts squished against his rock-hard torso. One of his hands snaked up through my hair and balled it tight into his fist. The other hand moved up my front and gently squeezed around my throat.
He was choking me.
And fuck it felt good.
I could no longer keep my praise held back. With every thrust of his cock I had to sing my praises. I needed to let this man know how glorious he was.
“Yes, master!”
Thrust.
“Fuck me daddy!”
Fuck.
“Fuck it feels so good!”
We might have started slow, but at some point, the rhythm became violent and delirious, until his cock was slamming into me fast and hard, making me clench tight with every phenomenal thrust. Very quickly I felt the pressure building inside of me, pushing me towards the edge that I had been so desperately seeking.
“Beg for it, slave,” he growled, his eyes shining black like obsidian.
“Please, master,” I moaned. “Let me come. Please!”
His lips curled with a dark smile. He nodded his approval. “Come, slave.”
And then I came.
The orgasm shattered through me unlike anything else I had ever felt. It left me screaming for my master, kissing him hard and gasping like a girl demented. Universes exploded and collapsed in my mind. Constellations of fire erupted through every nerve ending, leaving me as a panting and shaking mess, a puddle of warmth, a fountain of absolute contentment.
Oh my god.
I clenched tight around him, my pussy riding a wave of elation that it had never felt before. He had given me everything I’d ever wanted and more, he broke me down, built me back up again, he