My Lord

"My Lord"

"Why don't you just put a leash on my neck?" She taunted. He smirked, enjoying the fire. He stood straight and spoke. "I will put a leash on this pretty neck of yours then force you to crawl in a room filled with powerful men and the only one you would be on your knees would be me." His words sent a chill down her spine. She stared at him. "Does it turn you on? Dirty girl." Her eyes, not leaving his. Her pupils dilate. Getting on her toes she pressed her lips over him and spoke. "Everything about you turns me on." He slammed his lips over hers and pushed her against the counter. Her ass was digging in the tile but she cared less. So lost in his euphoria. His hands pulled her hair back giving him a better angle to devour her. The other on her neck squeezing and releasing. Squeezing to the point of straining her trachea and the rest of the air was taken away by his mouth. Her both hands holding his wrist on her neck, digging her nails. She whimpered when he bit her bottom lip drawing blood and festing on it like a starved vampire. His hand lips, tongue, everything brutal on her and dominating her small figure compared to him, making her feel smaller. After a long brutal kiss he broke the kiss and she sucked in the much needed air. He stared at her like a hunter to his prey. "I am going to ruin you." He whispered, attacking her on her neck. The other hand goes between her l#gs cupping her c#no. He slid his m#ddle finger between her f@lds and groaned. "So ready for me. Hmmm. El Sol." He spoke, taking his warmth and his touch away from her. She whimpered. She looked at him as he stared at her. "Please." She whispered, holding the corner tops. "Please what?" He asked in his husky, velvety voice. "Please f#ck me." She whispered, breathing heavily. "How would you like to be f#cked my lady?" He asked, folding his hands on his chest. She looked him in the eye and took a step near him. "Like you have been starved from your favorite meal. Like you want to devour me. Like I deserve to be punished for keeping you away from something that is yours. Show me the brutal king who wants revenge." She held his hand and put it on her neck. "The king who can do whatever he wants whenever he wants. Nobody can stop him from having his favorite meal. Not even his Queen. Make me regret every decision that I made these past few weeks. Show me the consequences." His hand tightening around her as she pressed herself to him. "Please my lord. I want to be your way." She whimpered and he turned her around, locking a hand on her right knee, placing it on the corner top, he slid inside her with a brutal power. She meawelled getting on her tiptoes. He held her to chest with a hand on her throat and another on her waist. A sharp sting landed on her right ass cheek and she yelped. "This is how you like it huh?" He asked, thrusting and thrashing her forward with every thrust. She gripped the cabinet on the side but his power thrusts were making it hard to do so. "You love milking my cock. Don't you? You love it when I ram your pussy like that." His filthy words were working as icing on the cake. "Whose pussy is this?" He asked. She was too dazed to respond. "He removed his hand on her neck and pinched her nipple causing her to yelp at the sharp pain. "Answer me." He growled in her ear, twisting her nipple. "Y-you–rs" Her words were broken. Pregnancy was making everything twice euphoric. A wave coiling in her lower abdomen building and building. Her juices go down her inner thing, ticking her. She unconsciously gripped his cock with her velvety walls on the verge of her release and he took out his cock. She gasped and groaned. She looked at him in the mirror with her hooded eyes. "You think you would get to come that easily?" He whispered in her ear, eyes on her. He took her in the cubicle glass box and turned on the spray on her. He started washing her hair. She stood there, silently pleading for a release. Washing her hair, he moved to her body. Washing away all the dirt and blood. Turning her around he slid the loofa between the valley of her breast. Her peaked nipples longing for his attention. He deliberately left them untouched. She watched his hands moving on her stomach. She looked at him with a pout on her face. Her face red along with her chest. She raised her hands to hold him but halted hearing his stern command. "Stay there, vita mia." He cleaned her stomach, legs and her pussy which was still dripping. Her pink gets in his view as the foam washes off, begging to be taken by his mouth. Putting the loofa down he slid his thumb in her folds, earning a whimper. He deliberately pressed on her swollen nub. Removing his thumb he placed his mouth and sucked on her nub until she was writhing and coming all over his face by just getting her clit sucked. When he stood straight, her eyes were covered in desire and more desire. He sucked on her peaked nipples as she pleaded silently. Giving her sweet nubs the attention and making them almost red he turned off the spray. He picked her up and brought her to the room. He placed her on the bed gently. He gave her a toe curling kiss. She arched to him as he kissed her like a starved man. Suddenly breaking the kiss he turned her around and pulled her ass up. He pushed inside her and she arched her back and gripped the sheets. He groaned at the way she gripped him. "Have you become tighter due to pregnancy or the fact that pussy missed me." He asked her and she buried her face in the mattress. Tears streaking down as he moves inside her but this time there is something gentle about him, simply so tender. She whimpered and the pleasure was getting too much. She remembered how much she missed him all those days and his gentleness. He turned her around and fucked her while looking at her face, messed and exquisite with utter pleasure. He fucked her until both were coming taking refuge in each other's neck.