LOGINI hated myself for lying in bed at night with my hand between my legs, replaying his voice in my head.“Choke on it, baby. This is how you save your father — by being my perfect little cocksucker.”“Take every inch. This pussy was made for me.”“Good girl. Such a good fucking girl.”I would rub my clit furiously, fingers plunging into my soaked pussy, whispering his name like a curse while I came with my face pressed into my pillow so my roommate wouldn’t hear. Then I would lie there in the dark, tears burning in my eyes, disgusted with myself for getting off to the man who was blackmailing me.When Lola texted me about the party, I jumped at the chance like a drowning person grabbing a rope.“Come with me and Jake tonight,” she had said, her voice bright and bubbly over the phone. “It’s at that big house off campus — the one with the pool. There’ll be drinks, music, hot guys… you need to get out of your head, babe. You’ve been acting weird since that night you disappeared after
“Yes—please—fill me up,” I sobbed, still coming, my body trembling. “I hate you… but I need your cum inside me. Give it to me.”With a deep, guttural roar that seemed to tear from the very depths of his chest, Malakai buried himself to the hilt inside me and came hard.I felt every powerful spurt — thick, hot ropes of cum flooding my pussy in heavy, pulsing jets, painting my inner walls as his cock throbbed and jerked violently deep inside me. The sensation was overwhelming, pushing me straight into another smaller, shuddering orgasm. My walls fluttered and clenched around him, milking every last drop as fresh waves of pleasure rippled through my exhausted body. I could feel it all — warm, sticky, and so much of it — filling me until I felt swollen and claimed, his seed already starting to leak out around his thick shaft even while he was still buried deep.“Fuck—take it all, baby,” he groaned, his voice raw and broken with pleasure as he ground his hips in slow, filthy circles, pu
With a deep, guttural groan, he thrust into me in one powerful, claiming stroke.I moaned loudly as he buried every thick inch inside my tight, dripping pussy. The stretch was intense and perfect — burning in the most delicious way as his massive cock forced my walls open, filling me so completely I swore I could feel him in my stomach. My inner muscles fluttered and clenched desperately around him, still sensitive from the orgasms he’d already forced from me. I felt so full, so stretched, so utterly owned.“Fuuuuck, ,” he groaned, staying buried to the hilt for a long moment, grinding his hips in slow, filthy circles so I felt every thick inch, every vein, every ridge dragging against my sensitive walls. “You’re so goddamn tight. This little cunt is squeezing me so perfectly. Hotter and wetter than I ever imagined. Greedy for my cock even though you hate me so much.”He pulled back slowly, almost all the way out, letting me feel the devastating loss of him, my pussy clenching arou
Malakai smiled, slow and dangerous, the kind of smile that promised both pain and unbearable pleasure. He stroked his heavy, glistening cock once, twice, then slapped it against my cheek with a wet, filthy smack. The impact made my head turn slightly, the warm, slick weight of him leaving a streak of my own saliva and his precum across my flushed skin.“Good,” he murmured, his voice low and velvet-rough, dripping with dark satisfaction. “Keep hating me, princess. Keep looking at me with those pretty, furious eyes. It’s going to make this so much sweeter when I finally bury every thick inch of this cock in that tight little pussy and make you scream my name while you come all over me like the desperate slut you are.”Before I could spit out another insult, he reached down and pulled me to my feet. My legs were shaky, knees weak from kneeling for so long, but he didn’t give me a moment to steady myself. He spun me around roughly and bent me over the cold marble kitchen counter, pressi
I leaned forward, shame and desperation twisting together inside me like a knot I couldn’t untie, and wrapped my lips around the swollen, leaking head. The salty, musky taste of him exploded on my tongue immediately — warm, slightly bitter, completely him. I moaned softly around his thickness, the sound vibrating through his cock as I swirled my tongue slowly over the sensitive underside, tasting more precum as it leaked steadily into my mouth like a filthy reward.“Fuck, yes,” he groaned, his grip tightening in my hair until my scalp stung deliciously. “Just like that. Suck Daddy’s cock, Lena. Show me what that smart, pretty mouth can really do. Take me deeper, baby. I want to feel the back of your throat squeezing me like the good little whore you are. That’s it… use your tongue just like that. You’re already so good at this. Have you been practicing in your head? Thinking about sucking the cock of the man who owns you now?”I took him deeper, bobbing my head slowly at first, suck
He told me to come closer. I obeyed like my body was on autopilot, even though every cell in my mind was screaming at me to stop, to turn around, to run as far and as fast as I could. My heels clicked softly on the pale wood floors of the penthouse as I crossed the space between us, each step feeling heavier than the last, like I was walking through water. The city hummed far below the floor-to-ceiling windows, but up here it felt like the rest of the world had disappeared. There was only the low, steady beat of my own heart thundering in my ears and the faint cedar-and-spice scent of his cologne growing stronger with every step.Malakai didn’t move. He just watched me, those storm-gray eyes tracking every small, humiliating detail — the way my fingers twisted nervously in the hem of my short black skirt, the slight tremble in my knees, the way I couldn’t quite hold his gaze for more than a heartbeat at a time. When I finally stopped in front of him, close enough that I c







