This represents my "dirtiest" work to date. I don't usually write stories this graphic and obviously pornographic, but it just slipped out. *grin* Those of you who know me from my publisher... don't tell! This is a secret. :)
Marteeka
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"I'm gonna fuck you 'til we're both raw, you fucking slut!" Damon was in no mood for games. "Then I'm gonna beat your ass 'til it's red, and fuck you some more!"
For the first time since I'd met him, Damon was really pissed. He was also horney as hell. His cock stood out from his body proud and thick, the large mushroom head purple and swollen, like he was literally about to pop.
He had me in a metal contraption designed to hold my body still and open for his total pleasure, and I wasn't adverse to it at all. In fact, it made me hotter. I wanted him to use me, fuck me, in any way he chose fit, and I had a feeling that was exactly what I was going to get.
"You're gonna have to do more than talk, you fucking vampire. You want this pussy? Take it!"
Damon roared until the pale blue veins stood out in his neck, his fists clenched so tightly blood trickled from his palms. Grabbing a bottle of lube on a table beside me, he squirted a glob onto his fingers, then shoved the tip into my cunt and squeezed. The cool fluid gushed into my already wet pussy and I almost cried out. I really needed to be fucked. I'm not talking about a slow-gentle-love-making fuck, I'm talking a pound-my-pussy-into-oblivion-with-the-biggest-object-you-can-find fuck.
All the things Damon had refused to give me because he believed in being gentle with women.
Bull fucking shit.
I wanted it nasty.
What led us to this particular place in time was my quest for nasty. I'd hooked up with a werewolf buddy of Damon's and video taped the entire session of nasty and mailed it to Damon with a note telling him if he wouldn't give me raunchy, I'd get it some where else.
For an impossibly dominate vampire male, you can imagine that didn't go over too well.
Which got me where I am now: flat on my back, my arms clamped to the floor, stretched out so far my shoulders felt like they were about to pop out of socked, my legs way back with my ankles shackled next to my wrists which left my ass off the floor, my pussy and ass wide open... and nothing I could do to escape.
Right where I wanted to be.