Claiming What’s Mine
Claiming What’s Mine
A dark chuckle vibrated in my chest as I looked down into Paige’s honey-colored eyes. It hadn’t been more than an hour since she insisted that I not treat her as my possession. I nearly broke down right then and there to tell her she belonged to me. She had belonged to me the moment the fates revealed who she was—the day I realized she was mine just as I was hers. We belonged to one another, but she wasn’t quite ready to hear that. Not at that time, anyway.
Some might think she should be. After all, we’d been sleeping together every night since the first night I brought her here. The bond pushed us to do what lovers do. She didn’t know that, however. She felt in control, as if it had all been her choice to reap the benefits of our arrangement. It felt wrong to burst her bubble like that—to take away the sense of control she was feeling. I knew that eventually, I would have to tell her, but when that day came, I hoped she would be ready to accept it. Or better yet, realize it on her own without any interventions.
“Nyte,” she moaned my name, the sound like honey dripping from her lips.
“I’m going to show you just how possessive I really can get, Paige,” I told her, pushing her legs apart while still holding her against the door. “No matter what you say or think, you belong to me.” I kissed her neck, her breath catching in her throat with another moan. And I belong to you. I kept that thought to myself, smiling as her body shook with desire at my touch.
“How are you going to show me?” Paige asked, her voice breathless.
I ran my hand along her hip, dipping down her thigh and listening as she held her breath again. “Feel that? The way your body shakes beneath my touch. You think just any man could do this to you?”
“Oh, gods,” she gasped.
“No, no, little darling.” I ran my tongue lightly along her jaw, moving my fingers closer to the apex of her legs. “Nyte. I guarantee no gods are doing this to you. This is just you and me here.”
My fingers pressed against her shorts, the friction of the denim against her sensitive sex threatening to send her over the edge. I tightened my hold on her wrists to keep her up, with my knee pressing between her legs to help support her weight. My fingers worked to open her shorts, pulling the zipper down before slipping inside to feel the skin beneath the material.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her hands fisting above her head where I held them.
“Tell me who owns you, baby girl.” I ran my finger along the wet slit of her pussy, flicking the tip over her clit.
“Fuck!” she cried out, her hips bucking against me.
“Say it.”
She bit her lip, her eyes hooded as she looked back at me, refusing to admit that her body was mine and I held this power over her. Even as her body jolted at my touch, begging me for more, she refused to say what we both knew.
I pressed my middle finger at her opening, moaning at how wet she already was. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of,” I coaxed. “Just admit that you like me owning you.”
“I’m not an animal. You can’t own me.”
I chuckled at the flash in her eyes, gone instantly as I pushed my finger deeper inside her. “No, you aren’t an animal,” I agreed. “But you are mine. Just admit that.”
“Nyte, I need more.” She rocked her hips against my finger, still refusing to tell me what I wanted to hear. I slowed the movement of my finger inside her, pushing my thumb against her clit to force out another sharp gasp.
“If you want more, you know what you need to do.” I leaned into her, sucking on her neck. I felt her crumble against me, moaning out pleas and sighs.
Leaning back, I watched the thoughts running through her eyes, lust mixing into her gaze as I circled my finger inside her. “Say it.”
“Yes,” she moaned, her head falling back against the door. “I’m yours.”
“Good girl.” I smiled, pulling her shorts the rest of the way down and releasing her wrists before turning her over. I pressed her hands to the door again, caging her in with my arms as her bare ass pressed against me.
“Spread your legs,” I insisted.
She did as I commanded, adjusting her stance with her legs spread apart. Her back arched in this position, her hips rocking back and forth as I ran my hands from her arms down to her hips.
“Don’t move your hands,” I warned, smacking her ass to punctuate the order. She whined but complied, keeping her hands exactly where I had placed them on the door.
I undid my jeans, kicking them off next to her shorts and positioning myself behind her. I ran my fingers back over her wet cunt, lubing my cock to get ready for her. She moaned at the feel of my touch, looking back over her shoulder as best she could from this position, her eyes burning with the same heat that filled mine.
“Fuck me,” she moaned, her head lolling back and eyes closing.
“I’m about to, little darling.” I thrust forward, her lips parting in a cry as I seated myself fully inside her, holding her in place. My fingers dug into her hips, pulling half out before thrusting back into her.
She pushed herself back, her hands pressing against the door as she met me thrust for thrust, her head coming close to hitting the hardwood. I reached out and gripped her hair, holding her head back and making her back arch more as I continued to thrust faster.
“Yes, don’t stop,” she panted, her nails clawing at the door as I maneuvered in and out of her.
“Who do you belong to?” I growled, feeling her body tighten around me. “Whose pussy is this?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feel of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as she clawed at the mattress, muffling her cries.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her back arching as I thrust deeper.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, feeling the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy this is?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as she clawed at the mattress, muffling her cries.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her back arching as I thrust deeper.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, feeling the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy this is?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as she clawed at the mattress, muffling her cries.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her back arching as I thrust deeper.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, feeling the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy this is?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as she clawed at the mattress, muffling her cries.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her back arching as I thrust deeper.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, feeling the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy this is?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as she clawed at the mattress, muffling her cries.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her back arching as I thrust deeper.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, feeling the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy this is?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as she clawed at the mattress, muffling her cries.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her back arching as I thrust deeper.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, feeling the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy this is?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as she clawed at the mattress, muffling her cries.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her back arching as I thrust deeper.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, feeling the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy this is?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, savoring the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as she clawed at the mattress, muffling her cries.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her back arching as I thrust deeper.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, sensing the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy this is?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as she clawed at the mattress, muffling her cries.
“Nyte,” she moaned, her back arching as I thrust deeper.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, feeling the way her body tightened around me. “Who’s pussy this is?”
“You,” she panted. “Yours. It’s all yours, Nyte.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, leaning over her bent back and nibbling her ear as I rocked my hips against her ass. “Every sassy inch of you belongs to me. Don’t you ever forget that, little darling.”
She let out a whimper, her lips parting on gasps, her eyes hooded. I could feel her shaking, every inch of her body burning with need. I rolled my hips against her, reaching my hand around to tease her clit as I slowed my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me.
Her body bucked at my touch, my hand tightening around her hair to keep her in place.
“Nyte,” she pleaded.
“What do you need? Tell me,” I demanded.
She closed her eyes, a blush forming over her cheeks from a mixture of heat and an uncharacteristic bashfulness.
“More. I need more, Nyte,” she answered, her voice cracking.
I dug my fingers into her thighs, thrusting forward hard. I let out a low growl at the sound of her moan, her back arching against the mattress as my thrusts grew harder. My body moved faster, hers matching my speed. She rubbed her fingers over her breasts, her other hand dipping between her legs toward her clit. I watched, my body tightening as I continued to thrust into her.
Every sound she made and every movement of her body added to the increasing pressure inside me. I could feel it building inside her as well. Her pussy tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside as she moaned and cried out my name, begging me for what was to come. With a deeper growl, I pulled myself out again, watching her body sag as she whined in protest.
“Not yet,” I soothed her, rubbing my hand over my cock while looking down at her. “Move to the center of the bed.”
Clumsily, she obeyed, scooting herself to the center of the bed as I crawled after her. She looked up at me expectantly, biting her lip as she waited for what I would do next.
“Roll onto your belly.” I watched her roll, looking over her shoulder as she positioned herself. I wrapped my hands around her hips, pulling them into the air while her upper body remained flush with the mattress.
I ran my fingers over her wet cunt again, spreading the slick wetness before pushing two fingers inside, teasing her with small strokes. She moaned into the mattress, her hands gripping the covers, pulling them from the corners of the bed.
“More,” she begged, the sound muffled by the loosened blankets and sheets.
I smiled as I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock and thrusting into her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her body, so ready to burst, intensified by the denial of her orgasm. My speed gradually picked up, her teeth biting into a pillow as