I bear his mark, and soon he will claim what is his.
Cain came for me today. Even before he spoke his name his power all but drove me to my knees.
Power that can pin me against a wall with just a thought and hold me there as he slowly cuts my clothes from my quivering body, making sure I know he is enjoying every blushing moment.
Power that will punish me until I plead for mercy, tease and torment me until I beg for release, and then ravage me brutally over and over again until I’m utterly spent and shamefully broken.
Power that will claim me as his forever.
Author: Sara Fields
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 63,100 words
“Such a naughty girl. Spanked twice in one day and still you haven’t learned your lesson,” he said darkly, and I shivered beneath him. Quickly, he pulled free from my pussy and flipped me over onto my hands and knees. He spread my bottom cheeks with one hand and quickly used my copious arousal to moisten the entrance to my naughtiest hole.
“This is going to hurt,” he warned, and I whimpered in response. He lined up the head of his cock with my asshole, pressing its heat just against my tight rim. I tried to protest, but it didn’t stop him. I knew it wouldn’t.
Then he began urging his cock forward, stretching my tight little hole and making my entire body ache with a painful burning sensation. Despite the terrible initial pinch, pleasure bloomed deep in my core, twisting with the pain and melding together as one. When the head of his cock finally popped inside me, I cried out with shame, desire, and incredible need. It still hurt, but that only made me want it even more.
He was relentless. He pushed hard into my body, forcing me to take every single thick, long inch until his hips rested against the cheeks of my ass. He spanked both sides of my bottom, one after another, hard enough to make me cry out in shock.
“Bad little girls get their naughty bottoms punished, don’t they, Ruby,” he declared, his voice low and sensual.
“Yes, sir,” I answered anxiously.
“Arch your back. Show me that you want it,” he demanded, and I did. I arched my back and he pulled away, before slamming his thick length back into my dark channel. He fucked my ass hard and I knew I would feel his efforts for days, but I didn’t care.
I wanted it. I wanted all of it.
He used me roughly, before sliding one hand up my back and into the hair at the base of my scalp. He fisted his hand and wrenched my body up by the strands of hair at the back of my head. Immeasurable pain burst across my flesh and I keened from it. With his other hand, he teased my pulsing clit and my pussy clenched hungrily, desperate to be filled too.
He forced one orgasm after another from my body, leaving me a sopping wet mess of cum and throbbing ecstasy. I screamed. I moaned. I whimpered and sighed until my voice became hoarse and still Cain didn’t stop. His cock used my hole roughly, forcing me to come again and again until I was sure I couldn’t stand any more.
My body was overwhelmed with sensation. Every time he pulled my hair, I saw stars. Each time his fingers grazed against my clit, I shuddered with exquisite, uncontainable ecstasy. Each time he thrust into my asshole, my entire body shuddered with passionate desire like nothing I had ever known.
He groaned, his thighs trembling behind me.
My body was on fire, a veritable inferno that threatened to obliterate me entirely. His cock pulsed deep in my ass and I cried out, coming one more time as I felt his hot seed spurt deep inside me. It burned at my insides, marking me as his forever and for always.
My eyes rolled back in my head.
It was all too much.
Quickly, he pulled free from my backside and flipped me on my back, his fingers diving into my pussy and dragging the last remnants of my orgasm on and on until I screamed for mercy.
“Please, please, I can’t take it,” I begged, my throat raw.
“You’ll come again because I say you will,” he demanded, and I whined pitifully.