Stalking Ginevra (Morally Black Book 4)

I try to steady my breathing, but it’s futile when my heart won’t stop pounding like it wants to break through my chest.

Benito pulls me back into his larger body, making me feel every inch of his control. The man I loved was never so sexual or commanding, but I suspect he lost his inhibitions with that beautiful woman.

As he slides down his zipper, I ask why the hell I’m thinking of her. My clit throbs with need, and my skin becomes more sensitive with each beat of my pulse, making me acutely aware of the burn in my knees from kneeling on the rug.

I hate degrading myself in front of the only man who placed me on a pedestal. Even more, I hate how desperately I need to come.

“Please,” I rasp, my hips moving from side to side.

Benito’s cruel laugh hits like a slap, and the blunt tip of his crown presses against my entrance. “Are you going to take this cock like a good wife?”

“Yes.” I bite my lip to stifle a moan.

Our first time together, and he’s breeding me like I’m a prize bitch, yet I’ve never been so wet.

“Good girl,” he growls, his voice rough and low. “And you’re going to fucking love it.”

Before I can catch my breath, he thrusts inside with a snap of his hips that knocks the air out of my lungs. The pressure is unbearable. My walls stretch to accommodate him, but the thickness of his cock leaves me gasping. It feels like he’s splitting me open. I jerk forward at the sudden invasion, my nerves processing the intoxicating cocktail of pleasure and pain.

I’ve never felt so full, so stretched. Benito is even longer and thicker than Bob Brisket. My walls flutter, adjusting to his unreasonable girth.

“Oh, god,” I moan, my fingers gripping the rug’s pile.

“I prefer Benito,” he growls. “But feel free to speak in tongues.”

Before my body can get used to his size, he grips my hip tighter, pulls back and slams into me again, setting a punishing rhythm that has me crying out with each thrust.

He pounds into me from behind at a relentless pace, delivering equal amounts of pleasure and friction. Each thrust sends shockwaves through my core, each brutal snap of his hips pushing me to the edge of insanity.

The air around me thickens, becoming suffocating to the point where I can barely draw in oxygen. My head swims. I can’t even think.

“Fuck,” he groans, his voice dark and dripping with satisfaction. “You’re soaking my cock. You love this, don’t you?”

I shake my head, trying to deny it, but my body betrays me again, my hips moving back to meet his thrusts, desperate for the release that’s just out of reach.

“Liar,” he growls, slapping my ass hard. The sting radiates through my skin, but the sharp pain only heightens the unbearable pleasure building in my core.

“Say it,” he commands, his thrusts growing harder, deeper. His crown grazes a spot that makes me pant and tremble. “Say you’re looking forward to taking my cum. Tell me how much you love being bred.”

“I don’t,” I manage to gasp, even as my body trembles beneath him, my pussy clenching tight around his cock with every snap of his hips.

Pressure builds in my core, threatening to burst. I clench my teeth, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing I’m out of control.

“Liar,” he snarls, his hand coming down on my ass, delivering a burst of sensation and sting.

I cry out, but the sound is closer to a moan.

Benito continues thrusting, his cock grazing my g-spot with devastating accuracy. My arms tremble, barely holding up my upper body, and I’m teetering on the edge, about to fall apart.

“You’re going to take my seed like a dirty little slut,” he growls, his voice a dark, filthy promise.

My body is trembling, and I can feel the orgasm building, my muscles tightening around his shaft. I’m so close that my eyes roll to the back of my head. The pleasure is unbearable, and I want to fight it, want to hold on to the last shred of control, but the muscles of my pussy clamp tight.

Benito’s hot breath warms my neck as he continues pounding into me with violent thrusts. “Fuck, Ginevra, you’re going to come.”

I bite down hard on my lip, trying to hold back the overwhelming flood. Benito can’t know how much I enjoy this degradation. He’ll never return to treating me like a queen.

“Admit it,” he hisses. “Tell me how much you love this cock.”

I clench my teeth, shake my head again, trying to deny his accusation, but the sensation is too overwhelming, too intense. The muscles of my pussy tighten around his shaft with so much force that his movements slow.

Just as the first wave of climax threatens to hit, Benito pulls out, leaving me collapsing forward on the rug.

“What?” I cry out, my breath coming in ragged pants. Every inch of my body still screams with need.

“You were close, weren’t you?” His voice is lower, almost mocking.

“Benito, why?”

Chuckling, he grabs me by the waist, yanking me upright, and forcing me onto his lap. I straddle him, my back pressed against his clothed chest, his erection poised at my entrance again.

He grips my hips, holding me into position. “Now, you’re going to ride this cock,” he growls, his voice thick with lust. “Fuck yourself on my shaft until you come.”

“Why are you doing this?” I ask.

“Because you’re my wife,” he snarls, positioning the crown back to my entrance. “Because you need to understand you belong to me. Because I plan on ruining you for other men.”

He thrusts up into me, hard and deep, making my eyes water. I gasp, my vision blurring with tears.

Both his hands tighten on my hips, forcing me to sink lower. Each time I slide down, his cock hits something deep inside me, sending a wave of sensation that blurs the line between pleasure and pain. My thighs quiver, struggling to keep the pace with this new angle as every nerve lights up like fireworks.

“Why can’t we make love like a normal couple?” I say with a gasp.

I hate that he can turn my body into something unrecognizable, but I can’t stop myself. I’m already his. I always was. My body moves on its own, grinding up and down that thick cock, the pleasure too intense to resist.

“You fucking love this,” he snarls. “You’re dripping all over my balls.”

I shake my head, refusing to acknowledge his filthy words. My sweet, dependable Benito is gone. In his place is this cold-hearted villain who revels in my degradation.

His hand lands on my ass with a sharp crack, making me jolt.

“Faster,” he growls. “Ride me harder. Take everything you need, little wife.”

I sob, my body trembling, but I can’t stop. I’m grinding against him, desperate for the release I was denied. “Touch me… Please.”

His hand moves between my legs again, rubbing my clit with brutal intensity. I can’t hold back anymore. I’m falling apart. I throw my head back, resting it on his shoulder, as my hips move against my will.

“Look at you,” he growls in my ear. “You’re going to come all over my cock while I breed you like a dirty little wife.”

I try to shake my head, try to deny him one last time, but my body betrays my will. The pleasure he delivers is like a drug, addictive, potent, rendering me powerless. My hips move faster, harder, chasing the release I can’t stop. I’m so close.

“You’re going to take my cum” he growls, his hand moving faster on my clit. “Soak up every drop as I breed that sweet little cunt.”

His words are too much. My body shatters, the orgasm ripping through my system with brutal intensity. I scream, my walls clenching around his thick shaft, my body shaking as pleasure crashes over me in violent waves.noveldrama

“Fuck, yes,” he groans, slamming into me one last time.

His cock pulses in my pussy, filling me with his warm, thick cum. His arm clamps around my waist, holding me in place as he pounds upward into my twitching walls.

“Good girl. Take every fucking drop.”

My ears ring. I’m still trembling, still reeling from the intensity of that climax, and he continues to fill me with his release.

“You’re mine, now,” he snarls, his breath ragged in my ear. “And we’re going to breed like this every day until you’re pregnant with my child.”

I don’t respond. I can’t. I’m broken, convulsing in his arms, my mind still foggy with endorphins. But beneath the mist is the creeping dread that I might have sold myself to another tyrant to save a woman who might not deserve my sacrifices.

His cum leaks from my pussy, a constant reminder that I’ll never escape my fate. Benito’s revenge for leaving him is becoming his prisoner. Instead of shackles, I’ll be tied down with children.

Shit. I don’t know if I’ll ever be the same again.