Pet A Dark Menage Read Online Isabella Starling

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
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“Master, please,” she whispered, and I shook my head.

“No,” I told her. “None of that shit today.”

I climbed on top of her and she cried harder. Her tears were streaming down those pretty cheeks, and she looked too fucking young to be in that kind of situation. I felt like an old fucking pervert.

My cock pressed against her pussy and she howled. Really fucking howled, like an animal. I could’ve torn her apart in that second, and it took every cell in my body to hold back before I attacked her like a savage.

I pushed inside her so slowly it felt like a punishment, and I fucked her with measured thrusts, slow and steady, making her go crazy. She didn’t even say a word, it was all those primal little sounds she couldn’t hold back anymore. She felt unbelievable like that.

Her red-rimmed eyes found mine and I stared at her as I fucked her. She opened and closed those full lips as I did it, and the sounds leaving her lips made me want to, fuck, I didn’t even know, they made me want to go insane. Let it all go, just for her. Change the rules, change my life, change it all, just so she could fit in the hole inside me.

“F-fuck my ass,” she whispered, and I fucked her even slower.

“No,” I told her. “Not doing that as punishment, never again.”

“Please!” She was so fucking desperate, more tears ran down her cheeks. “Please, you can’t do this to me!”

“Watch me,” I growled into her ear and went even slower. Barely pushing in, just feeling my cock throb inside that tight little pussy, and it was fucking enough.

“I hate you,” she said weakly. Her hands reached up to my chest but she couldn’t even scratch me. She was so weak, completely at my mercy. I could’ve done anything to her in that moment.

“No, you don’t.” I grasped her chin with my fingers and made her look into my eyes. “Tell me how you really feel.”

“I…” She bit back a cry and I stopped moving completely. She squirmed under me, but I pinned her down hard, not letting her move an inch. Just letting her feel my cock inside her, her walls pulsating so needily against my length I could feel her milking me.

“I don’t want to,” she said, and I tightened my grip.

“Say it,” I ordered her. My own voice was shaky. I could barely hold back. It would’ve been fucking embarrassing if it wasn’t so damn hot.

“Will…” Her eyes were so desperate. “Will you say it back?”

I leaned down against her and kissed those desperate lips, pushing my tongue into her mouth and making her arch her back against me. It only made my cock throb more.

“I don’t need to,” I said into her mouth. “You know how I fucking feel.”

She mewled but didn’t say a word. It made me really, really angry.

“No?” I asked her, and she shook her head, her pupils so wide with fear it felt like she’d pass out under me. “Okay.”

I put my hand over her mouth and her eyes rolled back as I started to really fuck her. Not like ever before. I let it all go inside her. I fucked her with everything I had and she bit my fingers with her sharp little teeth.

I could feel her opening her mouth, licking at my skin, her eyes begging me to let her speak as I hit her cervix.

“Jesus,” I groaned, and she whimpered.

The words she got out were muffled but we both knew what she was saying. I clamped my hand down on her mouth harder so she couldn’t get a word out, and she struggled so violently she almost overpowered me because I wasn’t prepared. Her body was thrashing under mine and I had to come so badly I couldn’t let her. My hands left her mouth and gripped her waist, and I fucked her like she meant everything to me, which she did.

The moment my hands were off she screamed it, desperate and covered in her own tears.

“I love you, I love you, I love you!”

Over and over again, so loud, so angry.

I couldn’t take it. I felt her pussy tightening, felt her desperation to get every drop out of me, and I stopped fucking fighting it. I lost, for the first time in my life, and I did it willingly.

I pumped her pussy full of cum and she sobbed with relief, still staring at me, still saying those three words, even though they were barely a whisper anymore, barely a sound.

She took it all.

Until there was nothing left to give.

And then she just lay back and stared at me with those doe eyes, and I couldn’t even fucking move, or take my cock out of her. I lay on top of her, crushing her with my weight, and stared at her because there was nothing else to do anymore.


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