Captivated - Jordan Silver Page 0,5

the beast wasn’t having that shit, he’d waited long enough, that fuck had even started having running conversations in the last day or so in which he questioned my sanity and what the fuck I thought I was doing playing this game with my enemy’s kin.

Greedy fuck, he just wanted to fuck. Accustomed as he was to our fuck and bounce game, he couldn’t understand why I’d changed shit up without warning. Add the fact that we’d finally found his owner, and he didn’t know how the fuck to act.

Damien

I tried pressing him into the bed to give myself some time, but he jumped and revolted until I pulled my tongue out of her and got settled between her thighs. I was still trying to hide him from her, so as much as I wanted to fuck her mouth at this point, I decided to forego that foreplay for next time.

Taking my unruly cock in hand, I lead it to her opening and let the head pop in. It was then reality hit when I realized that she was all the way pure and innocent, and that shit wasn’t just for show. I didn’t know until I eased my cock deeper into her and felt the tight barrier of her maidenhead that I was into that shit.

My heart hurt. It became so full, and in my head, there was a mantra taking place. Mine, mine, mine, fucking mine. In that split second, I’d been thrown back in time, Cro-Magnon man like a motherfucker.

I didn’t want anyone anywhere near her ever again, would kill anyone who tried. Those were the thoughts running through my head when I felt that little piece of flesh tear under the pressure of my thirteen-inch cock. I think I looked down at her in surprise, still not quite believing it.

On top of everything else I’d come to feel for her in the short time we’d known each other, the sense of possessiveness I felt in that moment was astounding. The fiery need in my gut didn’t die, but it was tempered with something softer, something that came from a place that I kept well out of reach of anything that wasn’t my blood.

I stopped with my cock buried halfway inside her and let the new feelings wash over me while giving her time to adjust. I could feel the strain in the tight muscles of her tummy as she braced herself for who knows what. She might be right to do that shit, though, because I don’t think my cock has ever been this damn out of control.

It was hard as fuck getting inside her; her pussy was that tight. For a minute there, I thought I might have to give up trying; she was already starting to tear up; I don’t do tears. But the thought of stopping now when we were so close didn’t sit well with me either, so I set about calming her down and taking her mind off the sledgehammer that was lodged just inside her snatch.

It wasn’t easy, but a few soft kisses and murmurs of encouragement and my finger pressed between us on her clit did the trick. I felt the first trickle of pussy juice leak from her cunt since the one she’d produced for my mouth had long dried up with fear and breathed a sigh of relief.

It took me damn near half an hour to work eight of my thirteen inches inside her, but once I did, I felt like I’d just closed my biggest deal or some fuck. I ain’t never in my life been that damn happy to get inside a pussy. I felt like crying myself.

I worked her with my fingers on her clit as I sawed my cock in and out, going deeper with each stroke until I saw my shit in her belly and almost gave myself a heart attack. Now mind you, I haven’t fucked anything this young since I was a teen myself, preferring as I did a more mature woman in my bed. So for a second, I thought I’d hurt her beyond repair.

But a look in her eyes showed that she wasn’t unduly stressed, no more than was expected for a virgin being skewered by a thirteen-inch dick anyway, so I carried on. I found that kissing her took her mind off of everything else, so I spent a lot of time on her lips.

I wanted everything at once with her; I wanted to taste her nipples