“And I won’t go easy. I’m going to fuck you like the greedy little cum slut you are, babygirl.”
I jolt, crying out as he slaps the inside of my thighs.
“Spread your legs.”
This is so fucked up. This is how I’m going to lose my virginity.
On my knees.
On a grimy floor.
Covered in drool and precum.
I cry out as Kratos sinks two fingers into me. I shiver, moaning as he starts to roughly stroke in and out, pressing against my g-spot as his thumb rubs my clit in hard, deliberate circles.
“Moan for me,” he rasps. “Because that’s just my fingers, babygirl. Just imagine how fucking much you’re going to stretch when I fuck my thick cock into this tight little cunt.”
He fingers me harder, the sloppy wet sounds filling my ears as he leans over me. His teeth find the soft skin of my neck, and I scream when he bites down hard. He does it again, biting and nipping my throat before his mouth drags hotly to my ear.
“Beg me,” he growls darkly. “Beg me for my fucking cock.”
His hand tightens around my throat.
“Please!” I whimper.
Kratos chuckles a cold laugh behind me. “Please what.”
“Please fuck me!”
“How.”
“Hard,” I sob, shaking as his fingers stroke my g-spot over and over.
“I didn’t hear you. Fuck you how.”
I choke out a cry of pleasure.
“Fuck me hard like the filthy whore I am!”
“Good girl.”
And then, he thrusts.
Sweet. Fucking. GOD.
Kratos’ huge, thick cock rams into me all at once.
No teasing. No easing it in slowly.
No mercy.
I scream as his massive size invades my body, a burning, pinching pain rippling through my core as he buries himself in me to the hilt.
It fucking hurts.
But fucking hell, it also feels so good in a way I don’t even know how to describe. It’s the violence and sheer size of him; the utter domination and the heaping dose of sadism. It all has me moaning for more as he grinds himself deep.
He’s so fucking big, it feels like he’s rearranging my insides, pushing my organs into new positions. The sheer girth of him stretches me to my absolute limit, and I wince as I bite down on my lip. My fingernails drag over the dirty floor, one of them breaking as I whine in pleasure.
Slowly, the feeling of being filled past my breaking point melts into something else. The burning turns to an achy need. The pinch deep inside dissolves into something primal and desperate.
I need more.
“More…”
The moan tumbles from my lips. Kratos groans deeply behind me.
“What was that, babygirl?” he rasps.
“More,” I choke.
“More what.”
More everything. More of your cock.
More you.
“Fuck me harder…”