His addidictive sin

MINE

Author's Pov

He kissed her with so much force, as if he were a madman who couldn't get enough of her lips. On her side, she was trying to keep up; this was her first real kiss, and she didn't know what she was doing.

He bit her lips, forcing her to open her mouth as he darted his tongue inside, tasting her sweet cavern while lapping her tongue with his, while she just let him.

He slowly pulled away from her lips, giving it one final tug as he put it in between his teeth before letting go.

He stared down at her with hooded eyes, his c**k throbbing with need as he attacked her neck, kissing, biting, and slurping with serious need.

"Mmm," she was trying desperately to keep her moans in check, but what he was doing didn't help one bit. He was everywhere on her body, sucking and biting; she was sure it would leave lots of marks in the morning.

He rose up slowly, admiring his work on her body as she lay there completely out of breath. His eyes slowly roamed her body then landed at her puffy folds; she was extremely wet and swollen.

He was looking at her core with so much intensity, causing her to instinctively close her legs, as he caught it immediately.

"Didn't I say not to ever hide from me?" he said with a low voice, sending shivers straight to her spine. He immediately dragged her legs closer as he bent down to her puffy folds, taking a deep scent of her arousal.

She shuddered.

He stared at her folds before giving them a good long lick.

"Ahhh..." her hands immediately flew to her mouth. She couldn't believe she made that sound; she was trying her best not to.

He slowly looked up at her from his position and smirked. "That's the sound I want to hear, and I will draw every single one of them from you tonight." He immediately dived back to her p***y, licking, sucking, and slurping as if he were drunk on her juices.

"Mmmmmmmm," she couldn't hide the moans anymore. She was high over her head, as the pleasure was just insane and new to her.

He nibbled on her c**t and slowly pressed a finger to her hole, as she immediately clenched down on his finger, her hole unfamiliar with the sudden intrusion.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh..." Tears stung her eyes. This was all going too fast, and she couldn't keep up; she was running out of breath.

"Relax... sugar," he came up to her face slowly as he kissed her sensually, causing her to relax, as he kept on scissoring her.

"Breathe. I can't have you fainting on me, can I?" he smiled, as if this was all giving him joy, and she was about to give up. She hated the way she was feeling so f*****g vulnerable right now. She wanted to push him away and go as far away from him as she could.

He added a second finger, causing her to moan again as he kept on scissoring her, building the momentum before adding a third finger. By now, she was gone, lost in her moans as her mouth kept on exuding one moan after the other. Her stomach churned, building up something she couldn't quite name; her moans became louder with each passing second.

She was about to reach her climax, and he knew, immediately removing his fingers, causing a groan to slip out of her mouth.

"You didn't like me pulling out, huh?" He slowly pulled his fingers up and brought them close to her mouth as they were dripping with her juices.

"Suck it," he commanded, forcing her to open her mouth without thinking.

His fingers were dipped inside her mouth as she swirled her tongue around them, tasting her tangy essence, as spit dripped from her mouth down to the bed.

Watching her only made fresh waves of arousal course through him. "That's enough," pulling his fingers out of her mouth as he climbed out of the bed, walking towards the drawer as he pulled out a condom and started walking back.

Her breath hitched as she watched him putting on the condom. She was scared as f**k. She heard first times were usually painful, and with a size as big as his, it was already guaranteed this was going to be hell for her.

She immediately propped her elbow and started pulling back. "I-I don't th-think I'm ready, please not tonight." She kept on going back until her head hit the headboard.

But seeing her begging only made him harder. He immediately gripped her legs and pulled her towards him as her head hit the pillow with a soft thud.

"You think I f*****g care?" he said, looking at her as if wasting more time was making him angry. "I don't give a f**k if you're not ready, and I certainly don't give a f**k if you're scared."

As he steadied himself between her thighs, pressing the blunt head of his c**k against her p***y hole, rubbing it with his c**k before finally pressing in.

Her eyes immediately widened as he was entering her, tears falling freely now as she tried to pull away, but his hands kept her locked in.

"Fuckkkkkkkkkk... why the f**k are you so f*****g tight? You trying to snap my c**k off or what? Haven't you f****d before?" he said, gritting his teeth as he was entering her, her tight ring of muscles immediately clamping down on the sudden intrusion.

As much as he tried to deny it, he was feeling f*****g amazing as her tight heat wrapped around him and she looked completely miserable, whimpering with every stretch, with tears freely falling out of her eyes.

He immediately reached out for her face, slightly cleaning her tears off her cheeks. "What are you crying for, sugar? I haven't even gone all the way in."

Her eyes immediately widened; she desperately tried to push him off. He wasn't even halfway in, and it was already f*****g painful, but what she did seemed only to infuriate him more as he suddenly dragged her legs and completely bottomed out inside her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh..." she screamed, her tears flowing non-stop. "P-please pull out, I c-canttt take it an-ymore."

But seeing her in pain only made him smile a sick smile. "In pain? Don't worry, sugar, it will be over before you know it," he said as he slowly pulled out, drawing blood as the realization settled on him.

She was a virgin, and that thought brought nothing but happiness to him as he thrust back into her with full force, reaching that bundle of nerves that made her see stars, causing her to moan loudly as she arched upwards and her breasts bounced with the sudden intensity.

His hand suddenly stretched out, gripping her full breasts, squeezing them roughly as he came close to her, his mouth attacking her n*****s, sucking them with utmost ferocity, and his other hand was on her other breast, squeezing them hardly.

Her moans were increasing with each second, bouncing off the walls of the room. He was all over her body, his hips drilling into her depths while his mouth was sucking her n*****s deeply with his other hand pinching her other one. This intensity was too much for her to handle.

She was nearing her climax, her body suddenly matching his intensity, her hand coming to grip his hair as he continued sucking her n*****s. She didn't know what was taking over her; her body was reacting without her permission, and the scariest thing about it was that she didn't hate it one bit.

He suddenly stopped sucking, leaving her n*****s with a wet pop. He looked at the now slightly red n*****s before looking at her, then reduced the speed he was thrusting into her, slowly grinding into her.

She groaned frustratedly. He was doing this on purpose; anytime she wanted to c*m, he would reduce his speed. Tears continued to flow from her eyes. Why wouldn't he at least let her see pleasure? He was only pursuing his own pleasure and making her suffer.

Only seeing her frustrated made a slick smile come to his face. "Do you want to c*m, sugar?" he said, lifting her chin so they could be face to face.

"Beg for it," he said with a low voice.

She wouldn't do it, she told herself repeatedly. She wouldn't let him break her completely. But as he completely kept on grinding into her slowly and pinching her n*****s, she was slipping control with each passing second.

"P-please," she said quietly. It was barely a whisper, but from how close they were, he heard it.

"I didn't hear you. Say it again," he said lazily.

She snapped her head away from him. He was degrading her, turning her into his slut, and she wouldn't be that for him.

"Nothing," she said, as his smile increased.

"Oh, really?" he smirked.

With a sudden forcefulness, he turned her on her stomach, lifting her butt in the air, then slapped it real hard.

"Ahhhhh..." the slap stung her, but at the same time, it made her more wet and dripping into the sheets.

"Hmm... I didn't know you had a kink for being slapped on the ass." The insult he threw at her made her bury her face in the sheets and slump her body down.

SMACK.

His hand came down heavily on her ass again, causing her to clench. "Keep your ass f*****g up and don't ever try to keep it down."

She was really wet and dripping, causing him to smile. He immediately thrust into her from behind with no warning. Her loud moan immediately filled the room. He kept on thrusting in and out with an animalistic speed, not giving her the chance to breathe.

Her stomach churned; her release was building up really fast, and right when she was about to c*m, he slowed down, slowly grinding into her. A stifled cry left her lips. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of letting him break her.

He bent down over her, tilting her head back till they were facing each other. "You're still not going to beg, huh? I love to see how far this will go," he said with a lazy smirk. His eyes immediately darkened. "Count," he commanded.

She felt confused, not until his rough hand came down on her throbbing p***y with force. "Ahhhhhhh..." Her shout filled the room, her p***y throbbing and clenching around nothing.

"I didn't hear you count," his hand violently met her p***y again with force.

"O-onee," she cried out, her face drenched in tears.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

Each spank was precise and powerful, his palm striking the same tender spot until it became red. Her moans filled the room, muffled against the pillow at times, louder when the pain spiked. Her tears dampened the fabric, but she didn't stop.

"Count," he reminded darkly each time she hesitated. "Or we start again."

By the thirteenth time, she was already slick with sweat and tired, her body slumped to the bed. There wasn't even enough strength for her to lift it up.

He sat back, his eyes roaming the trembling figure beneath him, marked red, ruined but obedient. His palm burned from the force of the punishment, but his heart swelled with a twisted pride.

Her body quivered as she sprawled on the sheets. Every nerve was alive, her p***y throbbing, but underneath that pain, there was this dangerous consuming ache.

"Pl-please let me c*m, I-I can't take it anymore." More tears clung to her face. She really needed to let go.

"As you wish, sugar." He turned her on her back and cumed in between her legs. Her hands weakly came up to hold him, as if finding an anchor to hold her.

His sickened smile increased as he slammed back into her, ramming her again and again. He was chasing his own high too.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..." Her loud moan echoed throughout the room as she cumed, shaking violently, her walls clenching down on him with force, making him c*m.

As he slowly pulled out, a small gasp left her lips. His gaze took in her ruined state as he raked all over her body.

MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE.

The thought rang in his head continuously. He wouldn't ever let her go, even if it meant drowning her. As far as she was his, he wouldn't care. He looked at her one last time, her eyes already shut, before climbing down the bed and disposing of the condom properly.

He raked his hand over his hair before climbing into the bed and looked at her with a sickened smile as he pushed the bangs that were in her face

.

"Welcome to my world, sin," he said silently in the dark, his voice barely a whisper as he continued to look at her with that same sickened gaze.