Page 26 of The Wallflower
“Shhhh. It’s okay, you can take me. Hell, you already are.Aren’t you?Your tight cunt might be struggling to take all of me, but she’s stretching beautifully around my cock. Fuck. Don’t worry, babe, you’ll stretch, even if I have to make you,” I whisper into her ear as I thrust forward. Bolts of pleasure zing up my spine. I’m certain with the way her body keeps trying to fight against me, pushing me out, that she’s never been fucked by a man with a cock the size of mine. That explains the need to climb out of her skin and get away from me. It doesn’t matter. Her body will adjust, and when it does, she’ll be begging me to rut into her.
“Fuck, your pussy is strangling my cock.” I groan. A small hiss fills the air, and she inches forward like she might be able to escape, but I keep a tight hold on her, forcing her to take every last inch of my cock. “There’s no escaping the beast now that you’ve awakened him, flower.” My heart stampedes in my chest. My cock is being squeezed so hard, her pussy feels like a virgin cunt. Fuck me, so tight and wet. Goddamn. I want to slam into her over and over again, sinking my fingers into her creamyflesh, marking her, making her mine, but instead, I stop. I pull myself free of her tightness and peer down at her delicate folds.
My breath catches. In the dim moonlight, I catch sight of the red sheen that’s coating my cock, the inside of her thighs, and her pussy.
Blood. Virgin blood.
This deep primal need to own and claim every inch of her overtakes me. My brain doesn’t even have time to grasp what I’m doing. Harsher than intended, I grip her by the thighs and drag her pretty pussy up to my mouth.
She lets out a squeal but doesn’t try to stop me as I bury my face between her legs and feast on her. Top to bottom, I lick her pussy clean, tasting the sweet sacrifice she’s given me. The coppery tang of blood explodes against my tongue, and I lap at her greedily, wanting more. Other men may find this disturbing or disgusting, but I’m not afraid of a little blood. I flick my tongue against her clit a few times before I wrap my lips around it and suck. Her entire body shudders against me, and I know I have her right where I want her when she lifts her hips, trying to fuck herself on my tongue.
Deeper, she needs more. I know this, but I want her dripping by the time I slide back inside her. Fastening my lips on the bud, I suck harder and flick my tongue at the same time, angling to hit her a little harder and going until she pants.
“Oh god,” she moans into the night air.
“Not god, flower, just Drew,” I growl against her folds. Fuck, she tastes so divine. I could sit here all day and lap at her pussy, but I need more. If I don’t satisfy the beast, there’s no saying I won’t break her before I have the opportunity to see what she’s made of. Tamping down the primal urge building inside me, I swallow hard and lift her so her back is against my chest again. I move her gently as if she’s a piece of glass.
Skimming my nose against her throat, I speak, “I think you forgot to tell me something.”
“I didn’t forget to tell you anything. I was never given the opportunity.” The way her voice cracks reminds me that there’s a soft, tender part beneath that sassy front she puts up, and I need to be careful not to tear her soft petals.
“That’s a lie. You could’ve told me at any point in time. I just think you wanted me to find out on my own, but that’s okay because you have no idea how thrilled it makes me to be yourfirst, to know that I’m the only man who’s been deep inside you. The only man to fuck you and claim your hole. Your virgin cunt tastes as sweet as it feels too.”
The softest of sobs fills the air, and I release my hard grasp on her and trail my fingertips over the length of her body. Soft, creamy, smooth skin. The perfect canvas for my rage and destruction. Trailing lower, I finger her entrance and ease one single finger inside her.
She’s so wet and ready, I choose to add a second finger right away. It’s a snug fit, but she’ll take my cock here soon, so it doesn’t matter. I shudder at the feel of her tight cunt squeezing the life out of my fingers. I hear every whimper and sniffle, but I also hear her slight intake of breath. I feel the way her body tightens little by little, and I feel the wetness dripping down my hand and onto the ground. Fuck, she might be afraid and confused, but she isn’t saying no. She isn’t trying to stop me.Not that I’d let her.
“Shhh. It’s okay. I know this might feel wrong, but it isn’t. Now I’m going to fuck you until you come all over my cock. I want my cum mixed with your virgin blood… And I can’t wait to watch it leak out of your tight hole and down your thighs. A true masterpiece of my complete destruction of your virginity.”
“I’m not on the pill.” The panic in her voice can’t be missed. “You can’t come inside me.”
I lick up the side of her neck and take her earlobe between my teeth, nibbling on it before whispering into her ear, “I can do whatever I want, sweetheart. That’s what you signed up for when you entered these grounds. You gave up complete control to me, but because I’m a nice guy, and the last thing this world needs right now is another psychopath running around, I’ll get you a Plan B and make you an appointment for the shot.”
“I don’t need birth control,” she growls. “And you should use a condom. I don’t want any diseases you might be carrying.”
I let out a chuckle. “It might come as a surprise, but I’ve never fucked a girl without a condom. You’re a first for me, and now that I’ve had a taste of what that’s like, I won’t be going back. I don’t want anything between us, not even a thin piece of latex. So if you’re worried about diseases, I can confidently tell you I have none.”
“Well, maybe I do.” She pants, trying to speak through the building pleasure in her core.
“If you’re trying to scare me away, it’s not happening. I don’t care. You were a virgin before this. You can’t make me believe you have anything, so keep telling yourself whatever you need to. Nothing is going to stop me from sinking deep inside your cunt, again and again. Not even you.”
“I hate you.”
“Hate me all you want, baby. If your hate tastes this good, I can’t imagine what your desire tastes like.” I continue to stretch her with my fingers, slowly fucking her, listening as her breaths turn to pants and her hips buck against my hand. I could’ve been a dick and carried on fucking her, knowing that it was going to hurt no matter what I did, but the tiniest part of me wanted to try and lessen the pain however I could. Now I’m kind of regretting it since my balls are aching, threatening to turn blue and shrivel up. Between the chase and foreplay, I’m ready to explode. Her cunt is a sloppy wet mess by the time I’m done withher, and when I pull my fingers from her tight hole, she lets out a disapproving groan.“No worries, I have something better than my fingers for you.”
I guide my cock to her entrance and slide inside her slowly, so very slowly. Every clench of her tight muscles has me gritting my teeth as I force her to take every single inch. The desire to rut into her over and over again grips me ten times harder. I want to hurt her, but I don’t want to ruin her just yet. There will be plenty of time for me to take her like the animal I am. Latching onto every last shred of control I have, I fuck her slowly, in and out, marveling each time I see the streaks of blood on my dick. A fuckingvirgin.How could I get so damn lucky?The thought makes me move a little faster, needing a little more friction.
“You feel so good, Bel,sofucking good.”
I snake a hand back down her belly and continue to massage her clit, my fingers moving faster over the tight bud. Liquid from her cunt pours over my length with each thrust, and I love the fucking sounds her pussy makes as we connect.
“Drew…” She moans my name, and it sounds so fucking beautiful.
She’s close now. I can sense it, feel it in the way her body trembles and her muscles quiver. Even through the pain and stretching she feels, she pushes her ass back against me, chasing the pleasure. Ohyes, she wants this. She wantsme.
"You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?" I ask.
"Oh god…” Her words are raspy, her breaths coming out more like pants now.