Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
I yelp and pull away as he positions himself behind me.
“I’m taking your ass, Little Lamb. Time to rough things up a bit. You like it rough, don’t you? After all, you tried to stab me, that seemed a bit rough.”
I bite the inside of my cheek as he rubs the slick lubrication from my pussy over the ring of muscle, then I hear the unmistakable sound of him gathering the spit from his throat. He releases it from his lips, and it lands warm and wet into the crack of my ass as his fingers mix it with the product of my own lust round and round on the tight entrance.
Oh, God, this is really happening. Why didn’t I grab the gun, shoot him and run?
I don’t get to answer my own questions, because his mouth has moved from my ass cheek to…
To there.
Right there. His tongue flicks against my back entrance, making me rock back into the shameful and incredible sensation.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmurs. His voice can move from cold and commanding to soft and encouraging in a way that seems impossible but only makes me want him more.
“Oh, my God.” I raise my hips shamelessly into the dark sensation, biting my lip to keep from screaming in pleasure.
As he licks, he hums, and the sounds of his pleasure plant more seeds of attraction to this man I know I should not want. Not only because he’s my stepfather, but because of how he took me. He ripped me from my life and forced me to marry him. Not to mention that he’s filled me with his cum and manipulated the one barrier I thought might save me from his plan.
Against my will, my pussy begins to pulse, my fingers digging harder into my own flesh, holding myself wide as the tip of his tongue glides around and around, then forces its way inside my ass for a split second.
I gasp, drawing all the air from around me into my lungs.
My body shamelessly gushes at the swiping of his tongue, the push in and out, opening me just enough to inch inside, and within a few breaths I’m on the edge of an orgasm.
I don’t want this. Not like this.
But the more I try to pull away, the more he holds me in place, pinning me against his mouth, the more wetness leaks out of me. My insides flutter and tighten, my lust billowing and gathering and I want him inside me more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.
“Please, Ramses—”
His tongue is gone, another stinging slap on my ass careening me toward bliss.
“I’m Daddy when my tongue is in your ass. Or my cock. Whenever I’m fucking you, touching you, when we’re alone, when I’m feeding you, giving you a bath… I’m Daddy.”
I whimper face down into the soft cushion of the bed as his fingers replace his tongue, sliding with the spit and my juices into my tightness and spreading me until I can’t breathe.
“Daddy!” I bite back the sob as his hand comes to rest on the center of my back, rubbing in slow, soothing circles.
“See how good you’re doing? I’m glowing with pride. I’ll get you good and prepped, baby. Then I’m feeding your tight back door with whatever you can take.”
There’s more spit, more fingers in my pussy, more, more, more, until I’m a shuddering mess.
Whatever Ramses wants to do to me, I’m his.
My brain is scrambled. I’m no longer his captive, I’m his clay, and he’s molding me into something new. Something I can never undo.
He thrusts his thickness up and down my slit, coating it with my juices as I shudder and gulp for air. He slides his two fingers out of my ass, and I shudder with relief and loss, but before I have time to settle, I feel the bulbous pressure from the tip of his massive dick against the focus of his attention.
I moan and squeeze my eyes shut as the pressure builds. Its blunt force is being shoved into the small entry and I start to twist, pushing back, trying to ease the pressure, but it’s no use.
“Shhh, don’t move. I won’t let anyone hurt you and I won’t let you hurt yourself either. I know what you can take, daughter. Daddy will only push you to where you need to be. Breathe for me. One, two, three, breathe, Little Lamb.”
I take three shuddering breaths, meeting his guttural moans. My body spreads and stretches, the sensation unbelievably erotic as his massive girth eases inside my body from behind.
“Fuck, that’s tight.” He pumps in easy, slow motions, the pop of the ridge making me freeze in time and space as he enters me one slow push at a time.
A single dart of pain has my muscles contracting, but Ramses feels everything, stalling in mid-thrust to hold steady while I recover.