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“Get on your fucking knees,” I growl lethally.
Bella moans, quickly scrambling to flip over.
Christ, the way she becomes a submissive version of the murder muppet I married makes my dick ache.
I groan when she gets on her knees, her ass high in the air and her tight cunt dripping with need for me. Her cheek rests on the floor, her tits squashed beneath her as I move behind her.
“Reach back, little nightmare,” I growl. “Reach back and spread my pretty holes open.”
“Fuuuck,” she breathes against the floorboards, her brow caving. Her hands slide back, her fingers digging into her flesh as she grabs her ass and spreads her cheeks wide.
I groan, fisting my cock and tapping the swollen head against her ass. Bella whimpers as a shiver ripples up her back. I drag the head of my cock down over the puckered ring of her asshole, gritting my teeth when she gasps sweetly.
My cock slides wetly between her slick, velvety-soft lips.
“Look at you,” I growl “All that fucking attitude, and the second I take control, you dissolve into a subby, needy little fuck-toy.”
She moans, biting her lip as her fingers dig into her flesh.
“Is that what you’re going to be for me, little nightmare? A good, needy fuck-toy?”
I slide an inch of my fat cock into her hot, dripping cunt.
Bella whimpers, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she nods against the floor, so desperate for me to fill her that she can’t even form words properly.
When I slide my cock back out, she whines in protest.
“Answer the fucking question,” I growl as I tap my head against her pussy.
“Yes!” she blurts, shivering, her legs shaking as she pants heavily against the floor. “I’ll be your good little fuck-toy! I’ll be your needy little slut.”
“Good,” I groan through grit teeth as I slide my head back inside her. “But just for me. Because you’re fucking mine, Bella,” I rasp.
My hand slides over her spine to grab a fist of her hair at the nape.
“My pussy. My fuck-toy cum slut. My fucking WIFE.”
I ram in with one deep, brutal thrust. Bella chokes out a whined, guttural moan, her eyes rolling back in her head as I bury every thick inch in her tight pussy. My hips roll, drawing my cock back out and then thrusting right back in, making her squeal when my palm crashes against her upturned ass.
“You think I give a fuck who there was before me?” I snarl, yanking her hair hard and spanking her ass again as I ram into her. “I fucking own you now, baby. Fake or not, you’ve got my ring on your finger and my fat cock stroking this slutty pussy in places I know it’s never been touched before.”
She squeals as I spank her again, her face crumpling in pleasure as her pussy squeezes the fuck out of me with every savage thrust.
“I’ll leave my mark all over your fucking skin, so any man who even looks at you, or thinks about you, or even catches the faintest fucking whiff of your scent when you walk by knows beyond any shadow doubt that you…”
Bella writhes as I drive into her, moaning.
“Are…”
I yank her hair tighter, spanking her again and again as I feel her pussy clenching and rippling all over me.
“Mine,” I rasp. “Your mouth. Your tight fucking ass. This sweet, messy cunt. I’ll leave my cum dripping out of every last hole so that you can’t even move without tasting me, and feeling me, and remembering how fucking mine you are.”
Bella fucking shatters. She’s drooling on the floor, her eyes wild and glazed and untethered as she moans and writhes and squeals, begging for more.
I yank her up by the hair, roughly slamming her to my chest with my cock still pounding into her. My arm wraps around her hips, my hand cupping her pussy from the front as I ram into her. My other hand snakes over her tits, twisting and brutalizing her pierced nipples before I wrap my long fingers around her throat.
My hips blur as they slap against her ass brutally in a manic rhythm that mingles with the guttural moans choking from her slack mouth. She cups her tits with one of her hands, squeezing and twisting her nipples. The other one reaches back to claw frantically at my hip, urging me on.
