Phthartic Trilogy Book #2
Prequel to The Virgin's Prostitute
WARNING: For mature readers only.
This book can also be a stand alone
Niccolo Black is the best assassin of his time, he's ruthless and is known to care about no one but himself. Marcus L...
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Ariano's POV
"If I remember correctly I told you that you would be screaming a certain word in particular. Isn't that right?" My grip on her neck tightened and she whined.
"Yes."
"Yes what?" She knew what I wanted her to say.
"Yes sir" She moaned the words out as I leaned up and pounded into her.
I didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, or form words properly, I just wanted her to scream. And when she did finally scream in pleasure, it wasn't enough for me.
I need to see tears running down her cheek as she begs me not to stop because she is so close. I want to overstimulate her. I want to watch as her brain is no longer able to process the amount of pleasure she is taking. I want to completely ruin her in the best way possible.
I won't stop until she's shaking and weak. Not until she can barely breathe as I make her reach orgasm after orgasm. Not until she is a complete mess under me and begs me to give her a break.
I watched her breast jump with every movement, with every thrust. Her hand pressed against my stomach once more trying to push some of me out of herself.
I took her hands, pinning them to either side of her head.
"What's wrong Amaya? Can't handle me anymore?" I teased and her mouth dropped open as she screamed again. I felt her pussy tighten around me to the point where it was hard to even move inside her.
Her body shook violently as she arched her back for a few seconds before she collapsed back down breathing hard.
Her fourth orgasm for the night and I've barely gotten started....
I bit my lip looking down at her. She wasn't crying yet... My job isn't done.
"Please tell me that's it......" She whispered.
"Not even." I laughed as I began to move in and out of her once more.
Her wrists tugged against my hold, failing to break free.
"Ariano...."
"What?" She sucked in a sharp breath as her body shook once more as if she was experiencing aftershocks.
"It's too much... It's.... Fuck" I saw her eyes become glossy as she looked up at me.
"Then tell me to stop." I offered her a way out.
"I don't want you to stop..... I don't. It feels so good, please don't stop... please..." A breathy moan left her lips once more as she closed her eyes.
She's going to wish she did tell me to stop, because I plan to have a LOT of fun with her body. I felt the cut on my waist start to hurt but I didn't care.
My thrusts became faster and harder and she cried out this time.
"Now scream. I thought you were looking forward to that Amaya?" Her hips bucked against me as more tears flowed down her cheeks.
