f****d by a Phantom

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Olive's POV When I opened my eyes, all I could see was black. Being a wolf my senses were generally better than that of a human, but I couldn't see anything, there wasn't even a sliver of light coming into what I assumed was a room. I closed my eyes again and tried to listen, nothing, not even a drip from a faucet or a scurry from a mouse. I was lying down on something soft and warm. I was naked and my arms were above my head, my legs were spread open. I tried to close them and move my arms but they were bound to what I assumed was the bed. That was when I felt a coolness sweep over my body, it was like a gust of wind had found its way into this pitch black void I woke up in. My body began to shake, and goose bumps rose on every inch of my skin.  "hello?.." my voice was more of a choked whisper, how long had I been out for? my throat was so dry. "hello?.. who is there?" "Damian?" I hated that my voice trembled when I said his name. All I could remember was standing on that damn stage and him grabbing my arm.  "Damian?... please, I need water... " my eyes were starting to tear up, and the panic was beginning to claw its way to the surface. where was I?  I could feel a heaviness starting in my lower belly, my p***y was getting slick and I had no idea what was going on. I started panting, and the room was getting increasingly hot. I was actually glad there were no clothes on my small frame, my eyes started to blur and all I could feel was a deep ache in my very core. "please..." I had no idea what I was asking for, I just needed something... I tried to move my thighs together to ease some of the tension starting there but they were spread to far and tied to tight. Little gushes of fluid started to leak from my swollen p***y making a little puddle form underneath my ass.  "ahhh, Butterfly, I can smell you from here..you are ready for me"... It was him, Damian! where the hell did he come from? I didn't hear him come in, there were no doors or windows that were opened, it was still dark as ever in the space I was in. "Damian?... Where are you? what the f**k is going on?" I cried, the pressure between my thighs getting so intense I could hardly stand it. "Please, Damian, I need... "  " you need what my little one..." His voice sounded so close like he was standing right by my head. "its so hot Damian... I need..." I was bucking my hips trying to loosen the ropes that held me down. I could feel my n*****s harden and another gush escaped from my core. "ahhh, the scent of  your arousal is like warm vanilla and i'm sure your juices taste just as sweet. You really want my hard d**k don't you? do you want that my little one? Do you want me to take the ache away?" With those words I felt something hot and wet slide up and down my most private area. he let out a loud groan, and grumbled about tasting just as he thought I would. His tongue slid from my opening up to my swollen c**t, sucking and lapping at my dripping folds. His tongue dove into my opening and he started to drink in earnest, taking in every last drop of my essence. he was eating me like I was his last meal, and I couldn't think straight. the feeling was unreal, the pressure was building inside me and I was swelling and gushing with every lap of his tongue. It was like a torture I never wanted to end, I whimpered and tears were starting to rush down my face. "PLEASE DAMIAN, I NEED YOU.. PLEASE!"  "mmm, yea, I like that you beg" he grunted, then he shifted and plunged into me until he bottomed out. There was a sharp pain that radiated through my entire being, i screamed at the intrusion but he didnt stop, his hard thick d**k touched my uterus and he started to slam into me brutally. I couldnt feel his hands or any other part of his body, it was like i was being f****d by a phantom. I was screaming and crying, trying to get any grip on reality, it was still to dark to see and all I could hear was the sound of my wet hole grabbing onto his thick c**k and his balls slapping against my ass with every thrust, my inner walls started to tighten and milk his c**k the pressure becoming so intense I thought I would black out, It kept mounting until I finally tumbled over the edge, having my first ever orgasm, with a man I have only seen once. A man who claimed to be my fated mate, then kidnapped me and took me away from everything I have ever known to this dark room, and tied me up.  What the f**k was wrong with me. Just as this thought cleared my mind, he bucked his hips in one last brutal thrust and shot his seed deep into my very core. Shot after shot, as if it would never end, coating my walls and uterus with his hot c*m. then he was gone. like I had imagined the entire thing... the only evidence was his seed leaking from between my thighs mixing in with my own juices.
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