“Sogorgeous,” he murmurs, settling on his hands and knees over me as I drag in long, heavy breaths. My thighs are pressed together, and I’m so turned on by himchokingme until I almost saw stars, it’s unreal.
“You’re such a good girl.” He reaches down with one hand to wipe the tears off of my face and just watches me as I catch my breath. “For all of us, but especially for me. And since you lost our game, I’m going to have such a nice time teaching you how much you’lllovebeing on your knees for me.” He pulls off the gloves and slips his hand around the base of my throat, squeezing just enough to make a point. “Will you stay right here for me? Until I tell you that you can move?”
I nod at him and open my mouth to reply, only for him to slide two fingers into my mouth and draw them in and out a few times, mirroring how he’d done with his cock.
“I didn’taskfor an opinion,” he reminds me. “And if you’re going to give me one, then I’m going to assume it’s because you want your mouth on my cock again, instead of me fucking that sweet pussy of yours. Don’t you want to come?” I nod, his fingers still in my mouth. “Then refrain from being a littlebratthat needs to get punished.”
I can’t help it. Iwantto not say anything as his fingers leave my mouth. Iwantto just shut up, let him do whatever he wants, and get fucked.
But I am what I am, so when my mouth is free and I can pin him with my gaze, I smirk and say, “Yes,Daddy,” in the most obnoxious voice I can muster up.
His brows rise slowly, climbing towards his bangs as he sits back with a sigh. “Since your mouth is about to be busy for a bit, let’s settle on something else for your safeword,” he says unexpectedly. “Tap my thigh twice if you need me to stop, all right?”
I nod at him, and his smile turns kind for just a moment as he murmurs, “Good girl.”
Then, in a flurry of motion so fast that my brain can barely keep up, Cyril’s sitting against the headboard, his fingers buriedtightin my hair as he forces me to take him in my mouth again, right down to the base until my nose is buried against his pelvis.
“You just don’t want to learn so easily? That’s totally okay,” he hums, sounding nothing less than fuckingjovialat the prospect of teaching me a lesson. “I’m really patient. I have to be with the other Lost Boys. Ezra took a little while to learn to keep his mouth shut when I told him to. But I think maybe you’ll break his record on how many times I make you choke on my dick before that pretty mouth is hanging open, begging me for more, instead of trying to becute.”
He lets me up for air briefly, then pulls me back down again, his knees up and bracketing my shoulders as he fucks my face. After a few minutes he slows, just letting his cock rest on my tongue, and takes a deep, steadying breath.
“I’d rather come in your pussy than your mouth,” he tells me conversationally before pushing me back down once more. I can barely focus on anything other than his words, breathing when he lets me and notchoking, but his words make me shudder all the same.
“But since we have a few days, I can make an exception this time. I’m not sure youdeservefor me to fuck you, actually.”
That brings a whimper from me. Iwanthim to fuck me, and he chuckles at the sound.
“Sorry, Wendy. But why would I give a brat a reward for running her fucking mouth? Does that seem right to you?” I can’t answer, obviously, but he’s not really asking.
When he jerks me uprightwithoutcoming, I stare at him with wide eyes, the tear tracks on my face fresh and messy. His eyes darken as he takes in my appearance, and when he pulls me in to kiss me, I all but melt against him, my hands twisting in his shirt again.
“So we’re going to try thisone more time,” he says against my mouth. “But the only things you’re allowed to say are yes, no, your safeword, or my name. Do you understand?”
I nod, my lips parting as he teases my mouth with his fingers.
“Strip,” he tells me, letting me go just long enough that I can take off my hoodie and shorts. Then his hands are back on me again, and he pushes me to the bed on my hands and knees, his hand against my back so that I’m forced to arch it for him, my ass up in the air.
“I’m sure you know by now that Isaac is really into his breeding kink. And I know how much he wanted to fill your pussy and just wreck you. But…” His lips brush my ear as he pushes my head onto the pillow. “Who do you think introduced him to the idea?”
I start to move, to look at him, and maybe to say something, but Cyril tilts his head justslightly, and I don’t. “I don’t need your opinion,” he tells me and sits back so he can slip two fingers inside of me and whistle.
“You’re so wet, aren’t you? Maybe that wasn’t as much of a punishment as I thought when you’re almost dripping with how much you want me.” He’s quick to work me open on two fingers, then three.
And if he knows how much I’d rather havehiminside me, he doesn’t say anything about it. But he does pull his fingers back quickly, delivering a surprisingly sharp slap to my upper thigh that pulls a gasp from my throat and causes me to push my hips higher into the air.
“Perfect,” Cyril purrs and digs his fingers into my thighs as he lines himself up with my slit and thrusts into me, not giving me even a moment to adjust.
I cry out, nearly coming up off the bed, only for Cyril to push me back down as my body shudders under him. He feelsso goodinside me, and the way it’s almost too much too soon is overwhelmingly perfect.
“Down, Ari. I know you can take me like the good girl you are. Can’t you?” He pulls back a little, then thrusts back in. “That wasn’t a rhetorical question,” he adds a second later.
“I–Yeah. I can, I–”
“Such a good girl for me.” He cuts me off to purr the words, his thrusts becoming faster but remaining just as deep and controlled. “You want me to fill your pussy up, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“And you’llthankme when I wake you up in the middle of the night to do it again? You’re stuck with me for a few days, remember? So I don’t see why I should ever have to go without when you’ll be right here, and you’ll still be so ready for my dick. I’ll keep you that way. Naked and begging to be fucked. I know what I said about yourmouth.” He thrusts into me particularly roughly, and I whimper at the way it draws a line of fire down my spine that pools directly in my core.