Chapter 134 - ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY FOUR

Chapter 134: Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY FOUR

ANGEL

He spanked me again. And again. Each slap making me clench, making me wetter, making the pleasure build higher. Each slap making me drenched him further.

"Jesus Christ," he breathed, "You’re like a fucking waterfall. A natural disaster. All this, and you’re telling me you don’t want this? Still trying to pretend Vincenzo was better? "

His other hand found my clit again, rubbing it with ruthless strokes while his cock drove into me at that devastating angle.

"Remember what I said back there?" THRUST.

"About breeding you? About putting a baby in this belly?"

THRUST. THRUST.

My eyes flew open, panic mixing with the alarm that fired through me, cutting through the haze of pleasure.

"Every time I come inside you, I’ll try to make that happen," he groaned, his pace becoming erratic, desperate. "Every time I pump this pussy full of cum, I’m hoping my seed finds what it’s looking for."

"No—"

"Yes." He thrust harder, deeper. "Imagine it, Angel. Your belly swelling with my baby. Your tits getting bigger, heavy and full of milk."

His fingers dug bruises into my hips, his rhythm becoming frantic.

"I’m going to fill you so full of my cum it leaks out of you for days," he growled against my ear, his breath hot and ragged. "Every time you walk around this house, you’ll feel my seed sliding out of this pretty little cunt and remember who you belong to. Who owns you. Who bred you."

The image was horrifying. Degrading. And my treacherous body didn’t care—it was climbing toward another peak despite everything.

"Come for me," Damien commanded. "Come on my cock while I tell you about filling this fertile little cunt with so much cum it has no choice but to take. Come while I put my baby inside you."

I shattered.

The third orgasm destroyed me completely, tearing through me with so much force I lost track of where I was, who I was, what was happening. I was nothing but sensation and release and the feeling of his cock pulsing inside me.

"Fuck—FUCK—" Damien’s rhythm stuttered, his whole body tensing. "I’m gonna—gonna fill you up—"

He slammed deep and came with a roar, his cock pulsing inside me, flooding me with heat. I could feel it—every throb, every spurt, his cum painting my insides white, mixing with the mess I’d already made.

He stayed buried inside me, grinding deeper, like he was trying to push his release as far into me as it would go. Like he was trying to reach my womb directly.

"Take it all," he groaned, still twitching inside me, pumping me full. "Every fucking drop. "

He pulled out just slightly, watching his seed start to leak from where we were joined, then pushed back in, fucking his cum deeper with slow thrusts.

"No," he murmured, almost to himself, watching where we were connected with obsessive fascination. "Can’t waste a single drop. It all stays inside. Every bit of me stays inside you."

He reached down, gathering the cum that had escaped on his fingers, and pushed it back into my pussy alongside his softening cock. The sensation made me whimper—oversensitive, overwhelmed, completely shattered.

"There," he breathed, satisfied, possessive.

Both of us were breathing hard, his blood still smeared across my chest, his cum still warm inside my depths. We were both soaked—in sweat, in my release, in the evidence of what he’d done to me. The sheets beneath us were ruined.

He pulled out slowly, and immediately pressed his palm against my pussy, keeping his release trapped inside.

"Don’t you dare let any of it out," he warned, his grey eyes gleaming with possessive satisfaction. I lay there, unable to move, or fight, his hand pressed firmly against my pussy to keep his seed inside.

I closed my eyes and let the tears fall silently down my temples.

And without the rage, there was only grief. Only emptiness. Only the terrible knowledge that Daddy was gone and I was here with this man who was determined to claim every part of me.

"I’m going to fuck him out of you," Damien murmured, his lips pressing against my neck, my jaw, my tear-stained cheek. "Every day. Every night. As many times as it takes. Until my cum is the only thing you remember being inside you."

He removed his hand finally, watching with hungry, fascinated eyes as his cum began to leak from between my thighs, hot and thick, mixing with my own shameful wetness on the ruined sheets.

He scooped some of his leaking seed on his fingers and brought it to my lips.

"Open."

I turned my head away, the last act of defiance I had left.

He grabbed my jaw, forcing me to face him, his grip firm but not painful. "I said open. Taste what I put inside you."

When I still resisted, pressing my lips together, he smeared his cum across my mouth like gloss, painting my lips white with his release.

"Stubborn little thing," he murmured, but he sounded pleased rather than angry. "That’s okay. We have time."

He pressed his fingers inside my pussy again, gathering more of his release where it was pooling at my entrance, then brought them to my mouth again.

This time, he gripped my jaw. I gasped at the pain of my bones crushing, he took the advantage to force his cum into my mouth, making me taste the mixture of him and me together.

I gagged, tried to turn away, but he held my jaw firm.

"Swallow," he ordered. "Swallow me. Take me inside you every way possible." His fingers tightened even more painfully on my jaw until my eyes watered.

I had no choice. I swallowed, the taste of him sliding down my throat.

"Good girl," he praised, finally releasing my jaw. "See? That wasn’t so hard. You’ll learn to crave the taste again. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging me to come in your mouth, down your throat, all over your pretty face. You’ll be addicted to the taste of my cum."

He repeated the action, his fingers coated in his release, and this time when he pressed them to my lips, I opened without fighting. What was the point? He’d already won.

He kissed my forehead, almost tender, a twisted mockery of affection.

"You did so fucking well. It was all worth the wait."​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​