Page 118 of Monstrous Urges
It’s pure delirium as Drazen eases his cock almost all the way out of my ass and then rams it back in. I cry out, moaning and writhing and whimpering into the panties. Then they’re plucked from my mouth, and I cry out loudly as Drazen grabs my hair and starts to ream my ass.
“Scream for me, my little cumslut,” he rasps as he fucks me. “I want the whole fucking world to know just how mine you are. I want them to know all of you is mine. Scream it out for me, babygirl,” he grunts, fucking into me hard. “Tell them who you belong to.”
“You!” I choke, shuddering as his gun rubs my clit again. “I belong to you!!”
“What’s mine,” he snarls, his hips pounding into me.
“Me!”
“This pussy?”
“Yes!” I scream, sobbing and shaking as the pleasure overwhelms me.
“This mouth?”
“Yessss,” I sob in ecstasy as my mind breaks.
The gun slips between my pussy lips.
It fucking pushes into me.
Oh my sweet fucking GOD.
“What else is mine, Taylor.”
My universe goes upside-down.
“My asssss!” I cry out, utterly shattering at the seams.
“And where is my fucking cock right now,” he hisses darkly.
“My ass!”
I lose all control as I start to come again. His hips slam into me, his swollen cock thrusting in and out as the gun penetrates me. I’m vaguely aware of coming again, then again, before Drazen’s teeth are suddenly clamping down my neck. His hand slides under me, yanking up my t-shirt and mauling my breasts as he fucks me with his gun and buries his cock balls-deep in my ass.
I feel his muscles clench—feel his pulse thudding inside of me. Then, the release: the thick, throbbing warmth as his hot cum spills deep inside. He roars his release, savaging my neck with his teeth as I collapse against the crumbled wreckage of the stone wall.
I’m shaking everywhere as he slowly lowers me to the ground on my side. He goes to slide out, but I reach back to grab him, keeping him where he is.
“Not yet,” I choke in a hoarse whisper.
“I’m not going anywhere, love.”
It’s like I’m lost. Floating out over the darkness. And yet wholly and completely held and protected.
Captured.
Caught.
Possessed.
We just stay like that, his arms around me, his fingers teasing my skin and his lips dusting my neck with kisses, until I turn and sear my mouth to his.
Gingerly, he slides out of me. Without a word, he picks me up, wraps me in his arms, and carries me into the house, tossing his gun and the mask somewhere inside the front door. I cling to him as he brings me through his bedroom to his bathroom, where he kicks on the hot water in the shower.
The spray burns when he carries me under it. But he stays wrapped around me, only pulling away to peel the rest of his clothes off before he pulls me back into his arms. His mouth slowly devours mine, kissing away the pain and the insanity as my body unclenches under the heat of the water.
Drazen takes his time, washing every part of me and then shampooing my hair. Conditioner follows before he wraps his huge arms around me, keeping me tight to him as the water pours over us.