She screamed against his mouth just as her body obeyed his command, pleasure exploding from her depths. Her eyes rolled back at the unexpected strength of her second orgasm, and she could only clutch at his shoulders while her body shuddered at every jolt of release.
His mouth eased off her, and she stared at him dazedly, wondering if she could survive his third round.
Her beautiful fallen angel smiled at her, and his voice was a dark melody as he crooned, “Feeling tired?”
She nodded.
“But we’ve only started.”
What?
“And even if you beg me to, I won’t stop.”
Oh my gosh—
And that was when she felt it, his hands once again taking hold of her thighs, and then he was slowly pulling her down—
Oh my gosh, did he plan to take her now?
Her eyes flew to him in horror. “Angelo, no, it’s too soon—”
But his hands didn’t stop applying pressure to her lower body, and a weak cry of protest escaped Lane as she felt the head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy.
“No,” she moaned.
“You have no choice.”
The words had her shuddering, not out of fear, but white-hot desire.
“I’m going to fuck your virginal little pussy.” The entire head of his cock pushed inside her, and she threw her head back with a scream.
“I’m going all the way in—”
And he was doing it as he said it—
“And I’m not going to stop even if it hurts—”
And it did hurt, oh it did hurt—
“Because we both know this is what you want—”
Oh my God, it hurt so much, and his cock was just halfway in—
“And what you want, I’ll give you—”
Oh God, she felt like his cock was ripping her apart—
His gaze captured hers. “I’m going to make you bleed.”
Noooooooo!
She screamed and tried to get away from him, but it was too late, he was impaling her, his cock destroying the thin barrier of her hymen, and then he was there.
Making her bleed.
And it was everything she feared and wanted.
He started to move, not even letting her catch her breath.
“Stop.” She tried to get off his cock, but it only made him thrust deeper into her, and she moaned.
“S-stop, d-damn you.”
But still, he fucked her, relentlessly, punishingly, and oh God, it hurt so much.
And yet, it felt so, so, so good.
“Angelo, please—”
He purred into her ear, “I know, tesoro. Even if you don’t, I know what you want—”
She felt him lifting her off his cock until only the swollen tip of its head was inside of her.
“And I will give it to you.” His eyes glittering with unquenchable lust, he said savagely, “I’m going to give it to you even if you cry out for me to stop, I’m going to give it to you, every fucking hole—” He pulled her down hard, impaling her like she was a sacrifice, and his cock reached all the way to her womb.
She screamed his name.
He began pounding into her.
“Angelo, oh my God, Angelo—” She remembered his promise, and she realized this was it.
He was fucking her harder than he had ever fucked any woman in his life.
And that was what did it for her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering, “Yes.”
Angelo shuddered at the sound, but his hips pumped even more furiously against her.
It hurt, and it felt good, and she trembled, moaning, “Yes.”
“Fuck, Lane.” He became tense and hard under her, and his fingers tightened around her hips.
She whimpered, and the sound seemed to drive him wild. He took her mouth in a kiss, and his tongue began moving at the same pace of his cock—
And then she realized what was happening—
Two out of three, she thought dazedly.
He was fucking two of her holes.
“Angelo!” Inner muscles of her pussy clenched around his cock as she came without warning.
Angelo said something in Italian, and then he was thrusting uncontrollably inside of her—
Angelo undone, a side of him that no one ever saw—
More wetness flooded her channel, and she sobbed his name out.
“Fuck.”
And then Angelo was coming, too, his hot, sticky cum pouring inside of her—
Oh God, it was like nothing she could ever imagine, and she unthinkingly pushed her hips down, wanting her pussy to have all of it.
Her actions made Angelo shudder, and his thrusts became even more uncontrollable as his cum continued to fill her.
“Lane.” Her name sounded like it was torn out of him.
She closed her eyes.
“Lane.”
Angelo saying her name as he came—
It was the most beautiful sound in the world.
And in that moment, she knew.
She knew, but she would never tell because she also knew he wouldn’t believe her. No one probably would.