《INSATIABLE [DARK ROMANCE] COMPLETE》[🍑]Fueled Agression
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Chapter Forty
||MASKY||
"Hey, eyes up here Baby."
The camera never left her and I watched her big brown eyes turn up to look at me, her pupils constricting from the light illuminating her tragic form on the bottom of the steps.
She seemed confused and uncomfortable, raising a hand to shield herself from the light as I watched through the LCD screen, trailing a hand up her cheek before holding it in place so she was forced to look up at me like a deer in headlights.
"Mask-" her words were interrupted by a thumb in her mouth and the slick feel of her tongue against my skin drew a sharp breath from me.
"Suck," I commanded.
She didn't miss a beat, sucking on my thumb as I gritted my teeth and looked down at her, chest heaving.
The residual aggression left over from my previous hunt was coursing through my veins, urging me to do unthinkable things as I looked into her brown bushbaby eyes.
Why the fuck is she so cute?
My thumb left her mouth and I grabbed her by the neck, shoving her back against the wall as I continued to hold the camera down at her, capturing her struggle in real-time.
Her eyes were darting back and forth from the camera light to my face and her lips were parted slightly as her hands rested on mine, not tight enough to be considered a plea for release, however.
She's enjoying this, I bet.
The thought made my cock twitch and I grinned at the screen, "didn't you miss me, Baby? Why do you have that scared look on your face?"
She let out a strangled sound and I loosened my grip on her neck, just enough for her to get her words out.
"I- I did," under my hand I could feel her pulse racing erratically and her wide eyes were a tell-tale sign she was excited.
I can't lie, I'm a little excited myself. It felt like forever since I'd seen her face like this, her eyes begging silently for more and her lips red from the harsh kisses I'd given her earlier. The way she bit into her plump lower lip while she looked up at me with mock innocence had me hard as a fucking diamond- but I let her go, taking a step back so I could get a wide-angle view of her on the ground.
"You're so fucking cute," I let the words leave my lips, unable to hold back each thought that popped into my head. Cute, sexy-- pathetic; she was all the things that had my cock straining against my pants. I didn't have much time with her but fuck if I wouldn't enjoy it while it lasted, and even afterward—thanks to the footage I was recording.
Pulling the mask down over my face once more, I quickly surveyed the room. The front door was still ajar and from what I'd been told by Toby, the only other person in the house right now was Kit's friend. Movement caught my eye and I turned my gaze back to her. She was getting to her feet slowly, head down as she shyly toyed with her hands before her.
How the fuck have I held back for this long with a girl like her? Images of her floated freely in my mind- her face tear stricken, lips bloody and bruised.
My breathing was starting to pick up pace as she raised her head and the hint of a smile ghosted over her lips. She then caught her lower lip between her teeth again and I groaned, fisting my free hand tightly to stave off the wave of bloodlust that bombarded my senses.
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What a fucking tease, pretending she hadn't been waiting to get her holes stuffed.
My eyes traveled down from her face to her attire. The large t-shirt she wore was hiding her figure but not her nipples and the soft curves of her breasts under the fabric. Adjusting the camera's focus I zoomed in on her face before moving it down to her body.
"Flash me."
She seemed to blush, her eyes looking everywhere but at me, "um the door-"
"I'm not going to tell you twice."
She chewed on her lower lip for a moment while I watched her clutch the hem of her shirt, the camera following her movements as she slowly lifted the only thing protecting her from my eyes and hands at the moment.
My gaze traveled up her thighs, over her hips and waist, and lingered on her stomach, a slight inconsistency catching my eye. On her right side was what appeared to be a wound but I was quickly distracted when the fabric of her shirt was raised high enough to finally reveal her perfect tits.
I reached out a hand, catching one pert nipple between my fingers and rolling it before I increased the pressure, hearing her whimper from the pain.
"Turn around."
She complied, turning around slowly, her fingers still gripping the hem of her shirt as it rose to put her perfectly shaped ass on display. The shorts she wore under the shirt was only getting in the way and I pushed her chest against the wall, a hand trailing down the curve of her spine as she braced herself, fingers splayed before her.
On the camera's screen, I watched as my hand came to a stop at the waistband of her shorts, fingers curling under them and tugging them down from off her hips.
"Mm," I was pleased with her smooth skin, and the sight of her thong being swallowed up by her ass cheeks threatened to draw out the more primitive side of me.
Running my hands over her ass, I slipped a thumb between her legs, feeling the heat and the moisture that leaked into her panties. She was soaked, a whimper leaving her lips when I slid my index under the thin material of her underwear, dragging them to the side to expose her glistening holes. I made sure to capture it all on camera, rubbing her slick folds from behind and spreading her open to see her juices leak out. She had her cheek resting against the wall and as I slid a finger into her squelching entrance she let out a small moan, biting down on her lower lip and squeezing her eyes shut.
No.
This isn't enough. A specimen like her needs to be screaming and crying. It was the only thing that could satisfy me now.
Another finger was stuffed inside her, drawing out a moan as the camera panned from her glistening entrance up to her face. She was struggling to hold back the sounds she made, trying not to alarm her friend who was probably asleep upstairs.
I grinned behind the mask, amused she even thought I would go that easy on her. Her pussy was tight around my two fingers and I thrust them in and out, hearing the sloppy sounds of her welcoming insides taking whatever I offered.
When I started forcing a third finger into her she let out a sound of protest, squirming and tilting her body to the side in an effort to stop me.
"T-too much-"
"Don't move," the gruff command caused her to still for an instant but when I resumed stretching her, she was whimpering and trying to squirm away all over again.
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"It h-hurts," she was panting and I made sure to catch her expression on camera, a light sheen of sweat glazing her forehead.
"If you can't take my fingers how are you gonna take my cock?"
I didn't miss the way her pussy clenched at that, moisture flooding her insides.
Fuck.
Working my wrist, I dug deep- forcing all three fingers inside her to the knuckles and getting an elongated moan from her in return. So wet. Wet and tight. Her hot pussy was begging to get filled and my cock continued to twitch in anticipation of being swallowed up by it.
As much as I wanted to capture everything on camera, having to hold it while enjoying her body was proving to be a challenge and I reluctantly slid my fingers out of her. Hearing her let out a breath as I was snapping the camera shut and putting it away, I turned back to see her still braced against the wall, her legs shaking and her oversized shirt now covering all her assets once again.
Grabbing her by the waist, I pulled her ass back so she could feel the twitching of my cock through the fabric of both our clothes, my mouth close to her ear.
"I'm going to destroy you," I gruffed, blood boiling.
A gasp left her lips and I groaned as I felt her press her body against mine willingly, a hand reaching up to grab a handful of her hair, tugging her head back so she was forced to get on her tiptoes.
My other hand roughly pulled her shirt up before dragging her shorts down followed by her panties, both items pooling at her feet. The next instant I landed a hard smack to her ass, earning a surprised squeak from her.
The sound of my belt buckle coming undone caused her breathing to pick up and after I slid the belt out of its hold I wrapped it around her neck using one hand to hold it tight, a choked gasp leaving her lips at the sudden assault.
Once my cock was free I slid her shirt up again, resting my throbbing cock between her asscheeks and sliding it back and forth.
She was struggling to breathe I could tell, her fingers grasping at the leather around her neck and I took both her hands, pinning them to the wall as I thrust my cock up against her exposed middle.
"You don't get to breathe," I grunted out, balls slapping against her pussy as my cock strained in vain against her warmth, precum leaking from the tip onto her ass.
Fuck, I need to be inside-
When I let the belt go suddenly, her face was pressed against the wall again and I took her wrists with both my hands, pinning them behind her in a way where any effort to move would prove difficult and painful for her. My free hand smacked and groped her ass cheeks, spreading them open so I could see the slick wetness dribbling out of her.
My cock was rearing to go, continuously throbbing at the sight of her flush against the wall, breathing erratically while she awaited her judgment.
A harsh smack had her ass cheeks jiggling and she let out a surprised sound when the bulbous tip of my cock was placed at her entrance while I moved my hips back and forth, feeling wetness spread over the head as I tried to hold back from sliding right in. Her body shook slightly when she swayed her ass as if urging me to give her what she wanted and I smirked, a hand caressing her ass cheek and pulling it to the side to aid my girthy cock entering her.
"Eager little slut aren't you?" I grinned down at her, forcefully sliding myself inside. I was met with some resistance halfway in and another harsh smack sounded across the room as I thrust deep, my cock straining against her walls before finally being buried to the hilt.
This feeling-
Pulling out halfway I stilled and watched her for a few seconds, feeling her clenching and unclenching around me as she was still trying desperately to keep quiet while she was adjusting to my size.
I can't have that.
I slowly guided my cock into her again, ending in the smack of skin against skin. I aimed to fuck her as deep as my cock could go.
She was already a drooling mess and the effort it was taking for her to keep quiet was impressive, but how long could she hold back for?
Grabbing her waist with one hand, I was about to continue but caught sight of something. I stilled and moved my hand down, seeing the wound I had noticed earlier. It was a small cut, I doubt it even bled much when she got it, but I could tell the weapon in an instant.
When did she get close enough to Jack for this to happen? I slid my hand up again, pressing a finger against the bruised skin and getting a small whimper from her.
"How'd this happen?"
"I-" she was struggling to breathe and I rotated my hips, reminding her that my cock was still very much ready to break her in two.
"Masky I-"'
I let her hands go and grabbed her hips, plunging deep inside. She was definitely louder this time, her nails raking down the wall as I continued to slide in and out of her, slick wetness coating my cock.
"I- I was- I was-"
"Spit it out."
She made a move to pull away and I landed a hard slap to her ass, ramming into her mercilessly as my hands gripped her waist, "you're not going anywhere."
Her cheeks were wet with tears and as she continued to struggle for words a grin spread over my face, "you're a lot less mouthy when you're stuffed full of my cock huh?"
Her perfect ass was slapping against me and her pussy juices sloshed out each time my dick surged into her which earned her a few more hard smacks. I watched the red streaks on her ass starting to turn an even darker shade.
Taking a hold of her neck roughly from behind, I pulled her up, back arched. She was drooling, her eyes rolling into the back of her head and I gave her face a few sobering smacks before snapping my fingers in front of her, "Focus, baby. We're just getting started."
She let out a pitiful sound, her lashes fluttering as she closed her eyes, biting her lip while I grabbed one of her breasts, rolling her pebbled nipple between my fingers.
In my arms, she felt like a doll- a toy for me to play with and manipulate. I wanted so much more than to just fuck her. I wanted her mind. To mold her and show her how sick she could really be. Even now as I was drilling into her I wanted nothing more than to put her through her own personal hell.
My grip on her neck tightened even more when I started using both hands and I held her in place like that, moving her body back and forth on my turgid member while also thrusting my hips, causing it to slam even harder and deeper inside her.
She'd abandoned every effort to keep quiet now, her moans slipping out each time my cock pounded its shape into her gluttonous pussy and I was starting to let out animalistic growls at the feel of her insides swallowing up my cock.
Sensing a presence I turned my head to the right, masked face now raised to look at the top of the stairs where Amy appeared a second later. She immediately froze at the sight of us before quickly making a u-turn and disappearing from view.
Turning my attention back to the ravenous pussy I was balls deep in, I let her neck go and dragged my cock out of her, one hand sliding between her legs to feel on her soaked cunt. She yelped when I smacked her pussy and slid two fingers inside, drilling deep.
I could feel her insides quivering and I alternated between fingering her and rubbing circles on her clit.
"M-Masky-" she was about to cum I could tell, her pussy clenching around my fingers.
"Do you want my cock?"
"Mhm."
"Beg."
She sucked in a shuddering breath, her legs shaking, "I need you. Please."
My fingers were still working inside her and after a few more seconds of deep thrusting and flexing against her g-spot I felt her inner muscles spasming while she let out a loud moan, juices flooding my fingers.
I slid my fingers out of her and rubbed her throbbing clit, smearing her juices over her soft flesh before I stood back to look at her. She whimpered at the loss of contact and her legs buckled once I was no longer supporting her.
I caught her in my arms, throwing my mask up so I could give her a sloppy kiss and while sliding my tongue into her mouth, I groaned against her lips.
Once I was satisfied with her panting breathlessly I broke the kiss and picked her up, holding her bridal style in my arms.
"Let's take this upstairs."
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