Chapter 72 BURNING FROM THE INSIDE
Ginnie
“Say it again,” Varkos growls, his voice scraped raw and dangerous.
I swallow hard, my throat tight with desire. “Make love to me, Vark—“
Before I can finish my words, he lowers his head until his lips are just a few inches away from mine. “I’m not just going to make love to you,” His hand slides up the inside of my thigh—slow, deliberate, his fingers leaving fire in its wake across my skin.
“Tonight I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember anything but my name on your tongue…until every inch of you is dripping with me.”
A violent shiver races through me. My core clenches tightly, already soaked wet on hearing him say those words. He drags his mouth down my jaw, then bites the soft skin of my throat just hard enough to make me wince in pain.
“I’ve been so fucking patient,” he murmurs against my neck. “Letting you heal, while I’ve been dying to fuck you so bad.” Another bite from him—harder this time, and I whimper, my fingers digging into his shoulders. “But I’m done playing gently. I’m going to ruin this perfect little cunt until it only recognizes my dick.”
“Yes,” I breathe out, the words barely a whisper. “Please…Ruin me.”
That’s all it takes.
He rips my nightgown down in one vicious yank. The cool air hits my bare skin and my nipples pebble instantly. Varkos’s eyes gleams with desire at the sight, he grips one of my breasts, sucking hard, his tongue flicking the tight peak while his other hand still gripped my thighs, pinching and rolling until pleasure spikes straight to my clit.
“Fuck, these tits,” he rasps against my skin, his voice thick with barely restrained lust, “They were made to be sucked by only me. To bounce while I pound into you…I’m going to cover them with my cum tonight.”
He switches to the other breast, his teeth scraping the sensitive underside before he sucks again, harder, leaving a dark bruise I already know I’ll wear like a badge tomorrow.
My hands fist in his hair, pulling him closer as every pull of his mouth sends a fresh gush of wetness between my thighs. As if he had sensed the wetness, Varkos begins kissing lower, his big hands hook under my knees and spread me wide, wide enough that I feel completely exposed.
“Look at you,” his voice teasing and filthy at the same time. In one swift motion he drags one thick finger inside my pussy—slow, torturously, coating himself in my slick. “So fucking wet and dripping for your Alpha’s cock already. You’ve been aching for this, haven’t you? Aching to be fucked raw by me.”
“Yes…” I nod shamelessly, my hips lifting, riding that single teasing finger. “Please—“
“Words, Ginnie.” He circles my clit with the lightest pressure, then presses down hard. “Use your words when you speak to me.”
“I want you inside me,” I gasp, “ I want your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me until I can’t think.”
A sly smirk curves at his lips. “Good girl.”
Without hesitation, his head dips and his tongue is on me. One long, slow lick with his tongue from my entrance to my clit forces a shameful moan out of me. I cry out, thighs trying to close from the intense pleasure, but his hands keep me pinned open.
His tongue devours every wetness of my pussy like I’m his last meal—plunging inside, curling, then flattening to lap at my clit in firm, relentless strokes. Then he sucks harder again, flicking with the tip of his tongue in a growling vibration so deep it sinks deep into my core.
“Varkos!…oh fuck…I’m—“
“Not yet,” he growls. “You only get to cum when I’m buried inside you. When you’re clenching around every thick inch of me.”
Then he stands up, removing the last of his clothes in impatient movements until he’s gloriously naked, exposing his perfectly built physique, his thick length standing proud and leaking at the tip
“Feel that?” He murmurs, wrapping my hand around him. “Feel how fucking hard you make me? All because of this tight little pussy I haven’t fucked for days.”
I stroke him once, twice—slow, then tighter. The motion forces a moan out of him, his hips jerking. “Careful, baby,” he warns, “Keep that up and I’ll fill you with so much cum before I even get inside you.”
“Then get inside me now,” I plead, guiding him to my entrance. “Please, Varkos. Fuck me.”
He notches the broad head at my opening, teasing with shallow thrusts—just enough to stretch me, enough to make me sob with frustration.
“When you want me to fuck you,” he growls, forcing my head up to meet his eyes. “You beg for it properly. Beg for your Alpha to fuck you.”
My cheeks burn with shame, but the words tumble out anyway. “Please, Varkos…Please fuck me. I’m yours…only yours….please—”
He snaps.
One brutal thrust and he’s deep inside me. The stretch is overwhelming—pain and pleasure twisting together until I can’t tell where one ends and the other begins. With every thrust after another, I scream his name, my nails raking down his back hard enough to leave bruises.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he groans, holding still for a heartbeat while my walls flutter around him. “This pussy was made for me only for me. To take every inch of me and milk me dry.”
Then he moves.
A hard, ruthless thrust that punches the breath from my lungs. He hooks one of my legs over his shoulder, thrusting even deeper until he’s hitting that spot inside me that makes white sparks burst behind my eyes.
“That’s it,” he growls against my ear, “Take every fucking inch of Daddy’s cock like the good girl you are. Let the whole damn house hear who owns you.”
I’m beyond words now, the only sound leaving my mouth is gasps, and broken cries of his name. Every inch of my body is singing under his relentless rhythm.
His hand slips between us; his thumb finds my clit and rubs it in fast, firm circles. “Cum for Daddy. Cum all over my cock, let me feel you shatter.”
The command sends a chill through my nerves, and orgasm crashes through me—violent, endless. My walls clamp down hard, pulsing around him, pulling him deeper.
“Fu…fuck…I…I’m…cumin!”
The words rip out of me, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes as wave after wave of pleasure crashes mercilessly through me. He fucks me through it, thrusting even deeper until I’m trembling.
“You’re so beautiful,” he growls. “So fucking beautiful when you cum for me.”
He’s also close to climax now, I can feel it in the way his thrusts turn erratic, the way his grip on my hips tightens almost painfully. One more deep, grinding thrust—then another, and he buries himself as far as he can go.
A guttural roar tears from his throat as he cums, hot pulses flooding me, filling me until I feel it leaking out around his cock where we’re joined.
“Again,” I lean closer to him, my lips brushing the shell of his ear. My voice is wrecked and still hungry. “I want more.”
The moment I said those words Varkos lifted his head, those dark eyes gleaming with something dangerous beneath them. A slow, wicked smile curves his mouth.