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still dripped cream onto my fingers and into my mouth. Every time I touched you, I wanted more. I wanted you to wake up so that I could have you completely.”
    “I remember your touch. I remember the taste of your cock against my lips. I knew you weren’t there when I came fully back to consciousness.” She smiled boldly into his eyes. “None of the others made me feel the same as you did.”
    He wrapped a hand around his thick glistening shaft and rocked forward onto his knees. He touched her sex with the crown of his cock.
    “Is this what you want?”
    Douglass tried to lift her hips and force him inside her. “Yes.”
    He circled her opening with the tip. “This?”
    A spasm of frustration shook her so hard she ground her teeth. “Inside me.”
    She almost screamed as he sat back again and considered her. She watched in desperate fascination as he smeared his right index finger in his come. He slid his finger deep inside her.
    Her interior muscles tried to clamp down on him but he kept still and gave her nothing to work against. He coated his other index finger as well and guided it inside her back passage. Impaled between his hands but unable to come, Douglass felt close to weeping.
    “What do you want?” Marcus asked again.
    Douglass glared at him. “I told you. I want you.”
    He looked down at his swollen cock and smiled.
    “What do you want me to say?” she almost screeched as he held her on a sensual high wire. He leaned in and licked her nipple, then licked it again, the light stroke adding to her confusion and frustration. When he raised his head she was panting.
    “Have you ever begged a man to fuck you, Douglass?”
    “No, I’ve never been that desperate.”
    “How about now?”
    She wanted to say no so desperately but realized she couldn’t. She was caught in a sensual web too powerful to break with the word no. Her body sensed she was on the brink of the most amazing sexual experience of her life.
    “Marcus, king of Valhalla, I beg you to fuck me.”
    He removed his hands from her completely. “Then why didn’t you say so?”
    Douglass gasped as he thrust inside her, the size and thickness of his cock a brutal invasion that her body welcomed and feared at the same time. She knew he wouldn’t consciously hurt her, but he was huge. She fought to relax around him but immediately got caught up in the biggest orgasm of her life.
    Marcus didn’t wait for her to finish, he just carried on thrusting, carrying her higher and setting off a series of orgasms that sent her body into spasms of delight. When she opened her eyes, he was braced over her. She was amazed to see she’d managed to take all of him inside her.
    “Will you release my hands? I want to touch you.”
    He shook his head as his fingers moved over her, finding and centering on her clit. “Tonight I pleasure you. It is your right as my consort. Tomorrow will be soon enough to attend to me.”
    With his cock still buried inside her, he reached down and grasped her around the waist. “Let’s see if I can turn you over without losing my place.” She drew her knees up as he slowly rotated her onto her hands and knees. The chains attached to her wrist bands obligingly swiveled too.
    “Whenever I thought of you naked in my bed, this is how I wanted you most.” He knelt over her, his hips lined up behind hers, the soft scratch of his furred stomach against the soft skin of her back, the weight of his balls tucked into the curve of her clitoris and mons .
    He stretched out, moved her hands until they grasped the head of the bed. “I want to shoot my seed deep inside you. I want to hear you scream when I release myself.” He settled one massive hand over her breasts, the other over her sex. His hips pistoned forward, slapping his flesh against her buttocks. His cock seemed to grow larger and threatened to hit the neck of her womb with each deliberate stroke.
    Douglass could do nothing but hang on and endure the pounding. His fingers