His body was shuddering, and his cock was spasming, and his balls were exploding. She was convulsing, her pussy clenching his cock, trying to milk the seed out of him.
The sensation of his warm seed shooting inside her was making her whole body shudder and her pussy clench around his cock. Her eyes were watery, and she was whimpering and gasping for air. "You...came...again, bastard!"
After a moment, he pulled his cock out. It was slick with her juices. He kneeled down and scooped her up. She was too weak and her body was limp and her mind was spinning and she was shivering.
"Get off me, fucker," she whispered.
He didn't reply. He just kissed her. A passionate one this time. His tongue was exploring her mouth, and his lips were kissing her face.
She didn't have any energy left to resist and she gave in to him and his kisses.
"I will fuck your brains out." He whispered as he nibbled her ears. She opened her mouth to welcome his tongue and she moaned. She moaned as she wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed him passionately. Like two lovers in the heat of the moment.
His cock was twitching, and he wanted to fuck her again. But he resisted the urge. He wanted to see her mind breaking, and he wanted her to crave for his cock and his seed.
He wanted her to come to him begging for him.
"You are mine." He said.
She didn't reply. She didn't say anything. She just kept kissing him.
"You will always remember me. You will always be mine."
She moaned and whimpered as she was shivering. "You are such a fucking bastard! I will fucking kill you the next time I see you!" But she kept kissing him. His warmth on her body was comforting and the sensation of his cock against her was making her lose her mind.
He kept kissing her and she didn't pull away. Their tongues were fighting for dominance and her hands were holding his neck tightly and her pussy was leaking juice and her clit was twitching.
He was the one who broke the kiss. "I'll fuck you so hard that you will wish you never met me. That you wish you never crossed my path. That you never saw my face. That you didn't know what I look like. That you didn't know how to wield a sword. That you never had the urge to become a writer."
"Shut the fuck up, bastard. I wish I never created you." Her whole body shuddered. "I hate you," she whispered.
"Yes, you do. But I love you. And I'll always love you, my pet. And you will always love me."
"Fuck off. You are the last man I want to love. I want someone who's kind and sweet and nice and not a fucking asshole like you."
"I will make you love me."
"You can try, bastard, but you'll never succeed."
He chuckled. "We will see, my lady." He kissed her, and she didn't resist. She welcomed his kiss and his lips and she knew how his touch. The sensation of his lips against hers, and the warmth of his body against hers was something that she has always desired.
She knew she can't resist him, and she didn't want to. She wanted to be his. She wanted him to make her his. She wanted him to claim her and to own her. And he did. He owned her. He broke her mind and she loved him. For just today, she was willing to forget home. Just for today, she was willing to get over her hate for the pervert who looked like her brother. For today, she thought about releasing all her stress.
She was willing to be the pervert's whore. "I'll make you mine," he repeated. His handsome face was illuminating under the moonlight and his eyes were glowing crimson red. His whole body was covered with sweat and her juices were dripping down his legs.
She looked at him, her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was flushed. "Shut the fuck up and fuck me. Fuck my brains out and make me yours." Her voice was hoarse and dark and her eyes were filled with desire.
"Gladly," he replied and walked off to a broken-down wall. The battle has destroyed almost everything in the city. He layed her on the wall surface and stood behind her head.
"What the fuck are you doing? What are you thinking about?" She glared at him.
"Nothing," he replied, a grin forming on his lips. "You are just too sexy."
"Bastard, you better have a good reason to make me do this. And don't make me regret saying those words." She said as she tried to sit up but he grabbed her head and pulled it a little and now his cock was resting on her face.
She was flabberghaster. "Wha-what!? I don't know this. I never tried this." She protested as she understood what was going on. How can she not? After all, she's a young woman who wrote explicit scenes for her books. She had done her research and she knew exactly how things worked.
"Shut up," he said and without hesitation he plunged his cock in her mouth. Her lips were stretched as wide as they could. She could feel his cock twitching and the sensation of her pussy convulsing made her mind spin.
"Take it all, bitch. Take my cock in your mouth. Show me how much you can take." He whispered and he pushed deeper and her throat was stretched out, and she gagged. She can't breathe and the stench from his cock filled her nostrils.
He pulled back and thrust again. Her throat was stretched out, and her throat was filled with his cock and pre cum was leaking out. "Take it, bitch." He pulled back and thrust again.
"What the fuck are you---" He plunged again, and he was fucking her mouth and throat. Her whole body was trembling, and her eyes were watering. "Mmmph!" She couldn't breathe. Her mouth was filled with his cock and his pre cum and the way his cock was ramming down her throat was making her lose her mind.
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