Vines, Ella - Camille's Seduction [Dukes of Desire 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Ella Vines Page B

pain.
    “Yes, I’m going to take it, and I’m not going to play nice.”
    “Mortimer...”
    “Do you want my cock or not?”
    “Yes, but...”
    “You’re mine, and I’m going to drill your sweet hole until you can’t think straight.” Camille moaned, knowing he meant what he said. She felt like she was losing her mind, wanting the things Mortimer did to her so much. He spread her cheeks wide, and he pushed his cock into her, working it into her canal with some effort as she groaned in pain and pleasure.
    “Don’t tense up. Relax.” Camille tried to, and soon he was buried inside her ass.
    “That feels so good. What a cock pleaser you are, Camille. Your hole was made for my thick cock inside it.” She sighed at his words, her clit buzzing again with the friction of the sheets from his getting inside of her. He slid out of her crack and then buried his cock back in her, pushing deep into her hole.
    “Oh, oh, Mortimer.” Camille gasped, the pain and pleasure overwhelming.
    “You like my cock in your dirty hole, don’t you, slut?”
    “Ummm.” He grabbed her hair, ramming into her again.
    “Tell me how you like it. What do you want?”
    “I want you to fuck me.” Camille blushed as she said the word, having never used it before. Mortimer groaned.
    “That is just what I wanted to hear.” He slid in and out of her ass, gaining speed as she whimpered, moving against her restraints.
    “My cock is so deep inside you, Camille, deeper than any man’s has been.” She moaned at the thought of his domination of her.
    “And now I’m going to come inside this space that is mine and claim you again.” He plunged into her with a shout, hot liquid spilling inside her as she felt his cock pulse.
    “Mmmm,” she groaned as he pushed even deeper into her, unwilling to pull out of her.
    “Who controls this sweet hole, my slut?”
    “You do.” He yanked at her hair as she caught her breath.
    “Say my name.”
    “Mortimer. You do.” She panted, his cock so deep inside her almost too much to take. He was still hard, even after coming.
    “I’m not sure I’m done. I’m enjoying your tight back hole, whore.”
    “Mortimer...” she whispered, sweat slipping down her body.
    “I’m going to take you again, and this time, I’m going to take care of your swollen little cunt, too. I know it’s dripping for me.”
    “Yes,” Camille whispered as he dropped kisses down her back, still inside her.
    “I’m going to stay inside you until I’m ready again. I want you to know whose you are.”
    “I do.”
    He laughed, and the sound made her shiver.
    “You’ll really know after I lay claim to your hole again, and you can’t walk right for days. Every time you move, you’ll think of my cock inside you.” The thought of the possession he wanted over her body and soul made her tremble. Mortimer plunged fingers into her wet cunt making her grunt with desire.
    “Yes, my little whore. Grunt like an animal for it.” She felt him growing hard inside her again, and he slid out of her. When he poised his dick over her crack again, she whimpered.
    “I’m not going to use butter this time.”
    “Mmm.” The thought both aroused and terrified her. He spread her globes wide and plunged into her, pushing past the resistance of her tight hole. Camille whimpered and moaned at the pain of it.
    “Yes. You feel it, don’t you?” She nodded. He rammed into her again and again until she screamed, his fingers playing over her button.
    “I’m going to come, cock whore, and I want you to come, too. Right now.” Camille thought about his cock and fingers on her clit, and orgasm pulsed through her as she felt Mortimer go rigid and spurt inside her canal. He pulled out of her, smacking her ass.
    “Do you want me to untie you, slut? Or do you want to stay here for my pleasure?”
    “Please untie me.”
    He chuckled and kissed her neck as he did so.
    “How luscious your body is. The baby is going to make you even more