LOGINHeat flooded Elias’s face, a dangerous mix of shame and arousal that made his pulse thunder in his ears. He took one involuntary step closer, boots scraping against the walkway. “Keep running that mouth and I’ll make sure your next transfer is to a supermax where they weld your lips shut for a year.”Zion didn’t flinch. If anything, his pale eyes darkened with amusement and something far more dangerous—hunger. “You won’t. Because deep down you like hearing me talk. You like imagining exactly what else this mouth can do when it’s not throwing insults.” His voice dropped to a husky whisper that somehow cut through the heavy silence of the empty cell block, intimate and filthy. “Tell me the truth, Elias. Do you ever think about it late at night? Me on my knees right here, bars between us like a dirty confession booth, sucking you off slow and deep while the cameras keep rolling? Or maybe you picture the other way around… me bending you over that fancy oak desk of yours, spreading you wid
The fluorescent lights in Block C buzzed like dying insects, their sickly yellow glow flickering over the scarred concrete floors and iron bars of the maximum-security wing. It was 2:17 a.m., and the entire prison seemed to hold its breath. Warden Elias Crowe stood motionless outside Cell 47, his broad shoulders rigid beneath the crisp lines of his uniform. His jaw was clenched so tightly the muscle jumped, a silent war raging behind his steel-gray eyes. He had no business being here at this hour. Night rounds belonged to the correctional officers, not the man who commanded the entire facility with an iron fist and a spotless record. Yet here he was, drawn like a moth to the one flame that could burn his whole world down.Inside the cell, inmate Zion King lay sprawled across the narrow bunk in nothing but a pair of threadbare gray prison-issue boxers that rode low on his hips. One long, muscular leg dangled lazily off the edge, the other bent at the knee, foot planted flat against the
I came violently, biting my own arm to muffle the scream as my pussy spasmed and squirted around his thick shaft. Clear fluid gushed down my thighs and dripped onto the balcony floor. My legs shook so hard Alexei had to hold me up, still pounding into me through the climax.“Good girl,” he growled, voice rough. “Squirting for Daddy right where my men can see.”I was still coming when he pulled out, spun me around, and lifted me onto the wide railing. My back faced the ocean, legs wrapped around his waist as he thrust back inside me. The drop was terrifying. His cock speared deep, hitting that perfect spot with every upward stroke.“Someone’s going to see— you psychotic asshole.”He choked me lightly with one big hand around my throat, grey eyes locked on mine as he railed me right there on the edge of the balcony. The danger, the height, the possibility of being watched — it all sent me spiraling into a second shattering orgasm.I came screaming this time, no longer able to stay quiet
I screamed in pure frustration, yanking uselessly at the chains. “No! You can’t keep doing this! I’ll die— please, Alexei— Daddy— I’m begging you!”He smirked evilly, leaning down to bite the inside of my thigh hard enough to leave a mark. “Not tonight, princess. You still have a lot of breaking left to do.”He stood up, stripped off his shirt, and freed his massive cock. Then he crawled over me, straddling my chest, and fed the thick head between my lips.“Suck Daddy’s cock while you stay denied,” he ordered.I glared up at him even as I opened my mouth, sucking him greedily. Saliva dripped down my chin as he fucked my throat with slow, deep strokes. Every time I moaned around his cock, my denied pussy clenched and leaked more.After using my mouth until his cock was glistening and throbbing, he pulled out and moved back between my legs. He rubbed the fat head up and down my soaked slit, teasing my entrance, bumping my clit—edging me mercilessly again without ever pushing inside.“Yo
Alexei’s scarred lips curved into a slow, evil smirk that made my pussy clench despite everything. The expression was pure predator— cold, hungry, and utterly confident.“Oh, princess,” he murmured, voice low and dangerous. “I’m going to enjoy breaking you. Slowly. Thoroughly. I want to watch that pretty fire in your eyes turn into desperate, dripping submission. I want to hear you insult me with tears running down your face while you beg Daddy to fuck you harder. And when you finally break… you’ll thank me for stealing you.”He took one step closer to the bed, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal the hard, tattooed muscles beneath.“Now… are you going to be a good girl and spread those legs for me? Or do I need to chain you down and take what I want while you fight and scream and secretly love every second of it?”I glared at him, chest heaving, thighs pressed tightly together even as my clit throbbed.“I’ll never be good for you,” I whispered.Alexei’s evil smirk widened.“Perfect. Then
As the jet began its final approach, I shifted in his lap, feeling his cock harden again beneath me.“Still hate me?” he asked, voice amused.I glared up at him, even as I rubbed my ass against his growing erection. “With every fiber of my being, you scarred Russian psychopath.”He smiled darkly and pushed two fingers back inside my leaking pussy. “Good. Then beg Daddy to fuck you one more time before we land.”I bit my lip, shame and need twisting inside me. “I… I hate you… but please— don’t make me wait. Fuck me again. Please.”Alexei’s grey eyes flashed with triumph. He lifted me, bent me over the armrest facing the window, and slid back into my cum-drenched pussy just as the island lights appeared below us.“Welcome to your new home, princess,” he growled, pounding into me as the jet descended. “Try not to scream too loud when we touch down.”I moaned brokenly, pushing back to meet every thrust, still whispering insults between desperate pleas for him not to stop.The wheels touch







