I needed this. I needed it hard and I needed it to hurt.
My hips twitched and rolled, first forward and then backwards, taking him even more deeply than before. He thrust into me hard, his use of my aching pussy rough, and I wrapped my arms around his neck in order to hold on.
After that, he started to bounce me up and down on his cock. It was painful but my inner walls clenched around him. My flesh burned with fire and each time his pelvis slapped against my freshly belted pussy, it made it sting even more. It was as though this was a second spanking, only this time it was with his cock.
And it was likely that it was going to make me come.
My bared breasts pressed up against his chest, sensitive little peaks that scraped along his shirt. His fingers squeezed into the globes of my ass, the sharp edges of his nails reminding me just how very welted I was from his belt.
My pussy tensed, greedily clenching around his thick length.
I’d needed this for so long and now I was finally getting it.
The crescent moon birthmark on my shoulder burned hot and I trembled as it blazed across my back. A tingling sensation burst through me like a rolling wave. Once, then twice and again and again. Something deep inside me shuddered hard, feeling as if a sleeping giant had come to life within my body. It had the distinct edge of magic and as much as I wanted to ask about what was happening, I was very thoroughly distracted with how very good his cock felt as it thrust in and out of my pussy.
I arched, throwing my head back in pleasure as I took him, squeezing my thighs around his wai
st. I rocked into his movements, delighting in the sensation of his cock plunging in and out of me with wild abandon.
I moaned, the sound low and decadent. Sex had never felt this good in my life. I didn’t want it to feel this amazing. I shouldn’t want him. He was a monster. He was evil. He’d killed people and fed on them.
But...
I was a monster now too.
My birthmark pulsed again, only this time the magical sensation was stronger. It seared into me like a brand and I screamed. The twisted pleasure deep within my core intensified and tightened into a ball of flames, threatening to consume me from the inside out.
“Do you feel that, Ruby? Do you feel the bond awakening between us?” he groaned, and I cried out with pleasure as he slammed into me particularly hard. My fingers dug into his neck enough to hurt him, but he didn’t even pause. In fact, it seemed to make him fuck me even harder, so I held on even tighter and he rewarded me with several particularly rough thrusts.
My inner walls squeezed his cock, taking every last inch of him as greedily as I could. I felt as though I was teetering on the edge of a knife, about to fall into an endless chasm of pleasure and I feared that I’d never be able to climb my way out.
I could feel my orgasm building and I knew it was going to destroy me.
I knew it was going to change me forever.
Power rumbled deep inside me, screaming to be let out. It twisted with pleasure and I wailed under its intensity. I tried to fight it, but the more Cain fucked me, the more my mind went quiet.
I’d tasted small glimpses of the magic that I was capable of. Now I wanted it all for myself, no matter the cost. Even if it bound the two of us as one. It would be a small price to pay in exchange for becoming the most powerful woman in the world. That power was the ultimate temptation and I wanted to give in to it.
So, I did. I gave in to the power. I gave in to the pleasure and I gave in to him. Hard.
My orgasm was so strong that it tore through me like an earthquake, leaving a mass of devastation in its wake. I was powerless against the storm of pleasure. I lost control of my body and I writhed on top of his cock, flexing and splaying my legs as he fucked me roughly. His fingers dug into my ass, reigniting the sharp burn from his belt and making me come even harder. My eyes rolled back in my head and my entire body shuddered.
Fuck. It felt so good.
I rolled my hips back and forth without thinking. My body moved of its own accord, completely out of my control. I lost myself in the pleasure of riding his cock. My chest pressed against his, trusting him to hold me as I fell apart right on top of him.
I dove off the edge of that knife and drowned in the most captivating ecstasy I had ever known. Wave after wave of bliss passed over me, leaving me utterly and completely under its thrall. Pleasure and pain became one and the same and I no longer knew one from the other. I no longer cared. It all just made me come all the harder.
I’d been denied real, thoroughly satisfying pleasure for so long. This was it. This was what I had been waiting for.
I screamed, the sound so feral and primal that it stunned me. I came so hard that my breath hitched in the back of my throat and I started to cry. I orgasmed through my tears, feeling my body tighten around him. That didn’t stop him either.
In fact, he just fucked me even harder.
He bounced me up and down on his cock, thrusting in and out of me in such a possessive and demanding manner that it left me with no doubt that he was very much in charge.
The wet sounds of our fucking echoed in the abandoned alley, but it didn’t matter. I didn’t care because the only thing that did matter was that I never wanted it to end. I should be ashamed of myself. I had both my bottom and my pussy whipped with his belt and now I couldn’t get enough of his hard cock inside me.