An HOTD Fanfic-Why Not?

*CHAPTER 4*: My Little Cum Bucket pt.2

"Please, Daemon, I can't take it anymore," she grunted, her body trembling with pleasure and exhaustion. He smirked and kneeled in front of her, his eyes filled with lust.

"Your body belongs to me now, my little heiress," he whispered, his fingers tracing her lips.

"I'll make you feel things you've never felt before." He lifted her up and pushed her against the floor, his hands roaming over her curves. She gasped as he entered her, his movements rough and demanding.

"Daemon!" she moaned, her body arching against his, his thrusts becoming faster and more intense. She cried out as she reached her peak, her body shaking with pleasure. He pulled her out and flipped her over, positioning her on all fours.

"Ready for round four?" he growled, his hands gripping her hips. She nodded eagerly, her body craving his touch.

"You're just a juxtaposition, aren't you?" He cackled as he entered her again, his movements slow and deliberate. She sobbed as he filled her completely, her body responding to his every touch.

"Ass up face down," he commanded, and she complied, presenting her rear end to him. With a swift motion, he delivered a resounding smack to her supple flesh, causing a gasp of pleasure.

"You've been a naughty girl," he growled, enjoying the power he held over her. He caught her off guard with another slap, causing her to moan in pain. He spat on her ass and began to massage it, admiring the imprint marks decorating her ass cheeks. He eagerly rubbed his swollen member into her wet and inviting pussy, taking pleasure in the sensation of her slick walls enveloping him.

"Ah, your sweet nectar is overflowing. You must love it when I tease you like this, pretending to resist, but your soaked patches on the sheets and floor betray your true desires," he teased as he tapped his throbbing member on her thigh. With a slow and steady thrust, he plunged deep inside her, filling her up completely.

"Ah, Daemon," she moaned, feeling so deliciously stretched. He reached around to her stomach and squeezed, getting another gasp from her as he pressed against his bulge.

"By the time I'm finished with you, your tight little pussy will be a gaping hole and overflowing with my cum. You'll be my little cum bucket, begging for more." He whispered lewdly in her ear as he sensually pumped in and out of her.

"Daemon, I'm so sensitive. Please, let's take a break," she begged after he assaulted her pussy. Her delicate cunt was throbbing with pain, and his forceful thrusts were almost too much to bear. Back home, her men fucked her like the queen she was; they were delicate and tended to her every need, but Daemon did not care, and she loved it. The runes on her body were activated; she could feel herself regaining her energy but at the rate at which Daemon was going, she would not fully refill it.

"Is the heiress in pain?" he taunted, relishing in her discomfort. She nodded, knowing full well that saying no will bring more aggression.

"Too bad," he growled, sinking deeper into her. His strong hand tangled in her hair, pulling it back and forcing her to arch her back.

"I know you love it, my princess; you love the pleasure of pain, don't you? Oh my, you're so wet, my dear. Your sweet cum is wetting the floor; it's running down your thigh. Even though you claimed you couldn't handle any more, you're moaning and gasping like a slut." He let out a lewd groan as he whispered in her ear, occasionally giving her a playful spank to try and assert his dominance. Without warning, he withdrew himself from her warmth and spun her around, leaving her dazed and confused. Before she could even process what was happening, he plunged back into her, hitting all the right spots. He lifted her slender leg up onto his shoulder, allowing him to penetrate her even deeper.