He started it as a joke
Just rubbing against my backside to taunt me
And then I felt the change in him
Pulling my hips closer to his
Burying his face in my neck
Hardness brushed against my a**
It wasn’t a game anymore
“Why don’t you just take off your pants…” he purred
Pushing more firmly onto his d**k I turned and replied
“I thought you didn’t wanna do anything,”
He groaned and panted heavily into my ear
Rubbing against me more aggressively
“Baby please…” and he started pulling down my jeans
I ‘tsked’ him and pulled them back up
But then he gripped my hand and wrapped it around his hard d**k
Turning onto my back I stared defiantly into his eyes
He growled at me, and yanked on my pants
“You better turn that a** back over” he ordered
His voice was more dangerous than ever
Excitement heated my blood as I only smiled teasingly
Breathing heavily, he pulled my pants down and pinned my hands
Pressing his whole body on top of me
Burying his face in my neck
Pinning me down and growling
He ground his d**k onto my c**t
Biting my neck aggressively
Pain and pleasure exploded inside me
My breath coming in short bursts
As I gripped his arms and raised my hips to his
No words escaped me other than the breathless “oh,”
He whispered things into my ear
Wicked things that set me on fire
His bite pulling at my neck
I had never felt so claimed and dominated
For once I felt submissive
My hips bucked uncontrollably
And inside I was shaking, begging for him to just slide in
To take me and fill me
“Turn around,” he growled “and bend over”
I could only manage to shake my head
So he bit me…hard
And fell to my side,
Pushing me so that my a** pressed against him
Noises kept escaping me
Pleading and ecstatic noises
Desire was burning me up
“I’m going to take you” he purred
And the goddess within me snarled
She was not going to sit back and let him be alpha
So I tried reaching around and pushing him back
But he growled and pinned my arms down
“I want you, you are mine, and I will have you,”
Seductively, his teeth pulled my ear
In a very claiming way
As his fingers ghosted down to my c**t and teased
Little mewls filled my throat
My hips grinding onto his d**k imploringly
“Please…”
“No,” he hissed “you’re not telling me what to do
You are mine and I’ll do what I want to you”
A moan escaped me as his fingers came so close to rubbing my lips
And lust was practically melting me
“If you want me to touch you so bad
Why don’t you just touch yourself?”
I bit my lip as he rubbed against my backside
My hand instantly in my panties and working my c**t
Baring my neck to my mate I rubbed myself hard
Knowing he loved watching me bring my body to pleasure
My moans grew in volume a my hips rocked from my hand to his d**k
Then suddenly his fingers were moving mine aside
“Only I’m allowed to do that to you,” he snarled
And his fingers viciously rubbed my c**t
Sliding inside me and pounding a nerve
I cried out and rocked my hips into his hand
Pleasure always came with the pain
“Oh, baby please…” I groaned as his hand moved away
“No,” he murmured “I want to come on you,”
As he rubbed himself I tried pulling up my pants
But with another growl he slammed my hands onto the bed
“No,” he barked, biting my ear “you are mine and you are not hiding yourself”
When he pulled away to rub himself again
My hands were pulling up my pants again
Yet he was losing patience
With one hand he held both of mine
And parted my thighs with the other
Sliding his hard d**k against my wet and aching lips
He held my hands in a bruising grip rocking his hips
And his other hand slipped down to my panties
Suddenly he was desperate to have me come
Pinching and rubbing and grinding and biting
Pleasure filled me and heated me and stretched me
I was being claimed and acting submissive
My mate was definitely sexier
When he was feeling aggressive
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When you can look on those memories
And smile at the sweetness of the moment
Instead of crying at the bitterness of the irony
Then you've moved on.
Until then,
You've only refused to look in the rear view mirror
And see the road that brought you here.
And smile at the sweetness of the moment
Instead of crying at the bitterness of the irony
Then you've moved on.
Until then,
You've only refused to look in the rear view mirror
And see the road that brought you here.