Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
“I’m going to come inside you,” Drako promises. “I’m about to fill this tight little hole all the way up. You’re going to take it, aren’t you, my sweet prisoner? Your captive hole is about to be bred.”
Oh, gods, I could come from the way he is talking to me as he gathers me up tight against his body, locking me in place so I have to take each and every thrust as deep as I can.
My toes curl and my breath comes in ragged little panting gasps and he fucking does exactly as he says and comes inside me, burying his dick deep in me and grinding his hips so I take every bit of his potent seed.
He draws out after a moment, to allow the drones a chance to capture the image of his cum sliding out of me. They do their job, and a roar of approval and excitement rises once more from the throats of all the men who now know exactly what it looks like when I am fucked.
Drako smirks and pulls all the way out, slapping my pussy lightly with the flat of his fingers, making me jolt and gasp.
“You’re so close to coming, aren’t you,” he growls. “But you’re not going to come on my cock. You’re going to come while I spank this naughty clit.”
He spanks me again, harder this time, his fingers swiping his cum back up along my slit as he punishes my pussy.
The worst thing about this is the fact that I know it is going to work. Every time his fingers slap my pussy, they linger on my clit and give it a little rub, then leave again, and return with another smack.
“Fuck! Ow! No! Please! Yes!” I am already incoherent as I beg him for release at the same time I want some mercy for my aching pussy.
Drako doesn’t do mercy.
He continues to spank and rub my pussy until it is swollen and red, until I am whimpering erotic tears as my orgasm keeps getting closer and closer.
“Cry and come for me, baby,” he demands. “Cry and come for me at the same time.”
I am not able to resist his orders, of course. The more he tells me what to do, the more my body responds. My mind is rebellious, but my flesh is entirely submissive.
I come for him, writhing and gasping, tears rolling down my cheeks as I finally reach that desperate orgasmic peak. He strums my clit firmly throughout the whole affair, until I am shaking and begging him once again to stop.
But he doesn’t.
He continues to rub my spanked clit until I come a second time. This time, my cries are raw and my tears are displayed for all to see, and I am absolutely shattered from pleasure and from understanding what my body will do when it is handled by a truly ruthless man.
He turns me around, pushes me back over the railing, and then his cock is back inside me in a rough surge.
“That’s right,” he growls. “A second breeding for my captive slave.”
“It hurts,” I whimper.
“It’s supposed to,” he growls back, sinking deep inside me in long, slower thrusts that are designed to make me feel every single inch of his cock, as if I had a fucking choice.
This time the fucking does feel more like a disciplinary punishment. He is more deliberate about it, and less passionate. He uses his cock like a rod of discipline, and I wriggle on it like a bad girl being brought to justice.
“I should fuck your ass,” he says. “That’s what should be happening, really. But I think I will save that…”
“For what?”
“For the second stage of your punishment. I think I’ll have your Golden Boy use your ass.”
He starts to work his thumb into my butt while he slow fucks me. I am too distracted by my aching clit and pussy, and now my sore bottom to care how the crowd is reacting now. I have been brought into my body in the most primal of ways.
When he decides I am loose enough, he pulls out.
“Golden Boy. Come show me and my crew how you fuck our mate’s ass.”
This is a test for Thor, and for me. And for the crew. If they accept that Thor has the right to mate Drako’s mate, then they accept him. Me, I get accepted either way. A fuckable prisoner has that effect on a Vikar crew.
Letting Thor fuck my ass is probably going to save his life. I tell myself that’s why I don’t try to resist when I feel him behind me. He must feel like hell. They beat him before they brought him out here, but I guess it had no ill effect on his cock. It takes a real confident man to be able to maintain an erection in front of a hostile army, but by the way the thick head of his cock feels like at my ass, he’s super confident.