Chapter 141: Chapter 141 You’re not leaving this forest until I’m satisfied
Damian’s POV
I grabbed her and crushed my mouth against hers. She let out a broken sound — half gasp, half moan — that shot straight to my cock.
My hand twisted into her hair, yanking her head back so I could fuck her mouth with my tongue.
She tasted like heaven. Like coming home.
Her nails dug into my chest through the fabric. I pulled her closer until there was no space left between us.
"Out here," I growled against her lips. "Right here. I’m not waiting."
I pushed her back against the nearest tree. A thick oak. Rough bark biting into her spine. Before she could react, I had her pinned, my body trapping hers against the trunk.
"All night," I said, ripping her shirt open. Buttons scattered into the dark. "All fucking night, that’s all I could think about — making you choke on my cock."
Her pupils blew wide. Her chest heaved.
I didn’t give her time to answer. I dropped to my knees, yanked her pants down her thighs, and buried my face between her legs.
She screamed.
I ate her like a starving man. Tongue fucking into her wet cunt, teeth grazing her clit, drinking every drop of her. She was already soaked. Her fingers clawed at my hair, her hips grinding against my face.
"Please — Damian — please —"
I stood up. Grabbed her hips. Spun her around and bent her over.
"Hands on the tree."
She obeyed. Palms flat against the bark, ass pushed out toward me, her cunt glistening in the moonlight. I pulled my cock out — hard, leaking, aching — and rubbed the head against her entrance.
"Beg for it."
"Please," she whimpered. "Please fuck me. I need your cock —"
"Good girl."
I slammed into her in one brutal stroke.
She screamed again. Louder. The sound tore through the forest.
I didn’t give her time to adjust. I started fucking her immediately — hard, fast, relentless. My hips slapped against her ass. Her fingers clawed at the bark.
"Fuck — you’re so tight —" I groaned. "Squeezing my cock like you were made for it."
"I am — I’m yours —"
"Yeah? This pussy belongs to me?"
"YES —"
I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, arching her spine. My other hand wrapped around her throat as I kept pounding into her.
"Look at that," I growled in her ear, nodding down at where our bodies connected. "Look how well you take my cock. Like a good little slut."
She couldn’t even form words anymore. Just moans. Just whimpers.
I pulled out suddenly. She made a desperate sound at the loss. But before she could protest, I grabbed her waist, spun her around, and lifted her off the ground.
Her legs wrapped around my hips automatically. Her back hit the tree trunk. I held her up with one hand under her ass and guided my cock back inside her with the other.
"Wrap your arms around my neck."
She did.
I started fucking her while carrying her. Each thrust drove her back against the tree. Her nails dug into my shoulders, her head thrown back, her moans turning into broken sobs.
"Look at you," I said, my voice rough as I pistoned into her. "Look at you taking my cock like this. In the middle of the fucking woods. Against a tree. Like the dirty little whore you are."
"Yes — I’m your whore — I’m your dirty little whore —"
That sent me feral.
I drove into her harder. Faster. The tree trunk scraped her back raw. Neither of us cared. The only sounds in the forest were my grunts and her screams and the wet slap of our bodies coming together.
"I’m going to come," she gasped, her voice breaking. "Damian — I’m going to come —"
"Come," I growled. "Come on my cock. Let me feel it."
She shattered.
Her body convulsed in my arms. Her head fell back. A raw, animal scream tore from her throat. Her cunt clamped down on me, pulsing, milking. I kept fucking her through it, watching her fall apart in my arms.
When she went limp, I didn’t stop.
I carried her away from the tree and lowered us both to the moss. Laid her down. Spread her legs. Climbed on top of her and pushed back inside.
"I’m not done with you yet."
She was oversensitive. Twitching. Whimpering beneath me. But her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled me deeper.
"One more," I said, my rhythm already building again. "Give me one more, baby."
"I can’t — Damian, it’s too much —"
"Yes, you can." I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. Leaned down until my mouth was against her ear.
"You’re going to come on my cock again. And then I’m going to fill you up. And then we’re going to start over. Until the sun comes up and your legs don’t work anymore."
"Oh God," she sobbed. "Oh God, Damian —"
"Yes—yes—fuck me—"
I fucked her like that. Hard and deep. My fingers digging into her hips so hard I knew there would be bruises. Her moans turned into incoherent babble, her body completely surrendered to me.
"I’m close," I growled. "Tell me where you want it."
"Inside," she begged. "Fill me up. I want to feel your cum dripping out of me."
The filth of her words sent me over the edge.
I drove into her one last time, burying myself as deep as I could, and came with a roar. My release flooded her, hot and thick, and she cried out as another orgasm ripped through her.
I stayed inside her, breathing hard, my forehead pressed against her shoulder. She was trembling beneath me, her body completely spent.
I pulled out slowly, watching my cum leak out of her onto the moss. The sight made my cock twitch with interest again.
"Get on your knees," I ordered softly.
She obeyed without hesitation, turning to face me. Her eyes were glassy, her lips parted, her body covered in marks I’d left.
"Suck me clean," I said, guiding my still-sensitive cock to her mouth. "Show me how grateful you are."
She looked up at me, and then she opened her mouth and took me in. Her tongue worked slowly, deliberately, licking every drop of our combined pleasure from my skin.
"That’s it," I groaned, my hand tangling in her hair. "Good fucking girl."
When she was done, I pulled her up and kissed her—deep, slow, tasting myself on her tongue.
"Now," I said, pressing my forehead against hers. "Let’s do that again. And again. And again. Until you can’t remember your own fucking name."
She laughed, breathless and wrecked. "Is that a promise?"
"It’s a threat," I said, already pushing her back down onto the moss. "You’re not leaving this forest until I’m satisfied."
Her smile was pure sin. "Then you’d better get started."
I pushed inside her and started the whole thing over.
We didn’t make it to the cabin until dawn.
Comments