Emma lay there tired and satisfied, her body still trembling from the force of her climax. She watched as he took a deep breath. The candlelight danced across his skin making him look like a god of lust come to life.
She felt a thrill at the thought of what the night would hold, her mind racing with all the ways he could pleasure her.
After some time, Julian leaned down with his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, “Get ready for the second round, my sweet Emma.”
His voice sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt a renewed surge of arousal. She had never felt so alive, so desired, as she did in that moment.
Julian’s cock slid back into her, the sensation of being filled again sending another jolt of pleasure through her. She moaned into the pillow, the soft fabric muffling the sounds of their lovemaking. He began to move again, his hips setting a steady rhythm that had her body responding almost immediately.
Emma felt the mattress shift as Julian settled into a deeper angle, his strokes hitting a spot that had her panting with need. She pushed back against him, eager for more of his delicious friction.
The sound of skin on skin filled the air along with her muffled moans and the occasional slap of his hand against her ass. Julian was relentless, his movements powerful and sure, as if he had been born to claim her in this way.
The words she hadn’t known she was capable of saying spilled from her lips.
“Yes, lord,” she shouted, the sound echoing through the chamber. “Fuck me like a slut, use me, take me.”
Julian’s grip on her hips tightened, his thrusts becoming more demanding, more possessive. It was as if her words had unlocked some primal instinct within him, and she reveled in the knowledge that she could elicit such a raw, animalistic response from him.
He pulled her hair, arching her back so that she was forced to look into his eyes.
“Yes, you are,” he growled, his voice a dark affirmation of her new role. “You’re my personal slut, Emma. You’re here to serve me, to give me pleasure.”
The words sent a bolt of excitement through her body, making her pussy clench around him. Julian’s smirk grew wider, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he watched her reaction.
“You like that, don’t you?” he murmured, his cock still buried deep within her. “You like being mine, my little whore.”
Emma’s cheeks burned with a mix of arousal and embarrassment, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that coursed through her at his words.
With a needy moan, she nodded. “Yes, my lord,” she whispered, her voice a soft, breathless confession.
Julian’s grip on her hair tightened, pulling her head back further as he thrust into her harder.
Then suddenly, he withdrew from her pussy and lined up his cock with her tight asshole. “Now, it’s time to take your service to the next level,” he said, his voice a low growl of desire.
Emma felt a flash of surprise, but she was too lost in the moment to protest. She felt the head of his cock press against her ass hole, the pressure building as he applied a gentle but firm force. She tensed up, unsure of what to expect, but he soothed her with gentle words and a soft kiss to the back of her neck.
His voice was a mix of reassurance and command that she found impossible to resist. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her body relaxing slightly as he pushed forward.
The pain was intense, but she bit her lip, focusing on the pleasure that she knew lay just beyond the pain.
Julian felt her tighten around him, the resistance sending a thrill of excitement through him.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, his voice thick with lust. “Take me, all of me.”
He watched her face, the tension in her eyes and the way her body quivered with deeper he buried his cock inside her ass. With a final push, he was fully inside in her tight ass.
Emma felt pain and shouted, “Ahh, it hurts!”
The sensation was overwhelming and the burning stretch was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Julian paused giving her a moment to adjust, his hand gentle on her hip.
“Breathe, Emma,” he murmured. “It’s okay, I’ve got you.”
Slowly, the pain began to recede, replaced by a fullness that was slowly turning pleasurable. Julian’s cock was deep inside her most private place, and the idea of it was both terrifying and thrilling.
She felt a strange and new wave of arousal of having been claimed in the most intimate of ways. As the pain disappeared, a new sensation began to bloom, a deep pleasure that had her pussy clenching and her toes curling.
Julian watched her as he began to move again, his cock sliding in and out of her tight ass with a gentle ease.
“You’re doing so well,” he whispered. “Your ass is so tight, so perfect for me.”
Emma felt the heat of his words, her cheeks flushing even more as she pushed back against him, her body begging for more. Julian’s pace grew steadier, his hips rocking into her with a rhythm that had her panting and her eyes rolling back in her head.
“You’re taking it like a champ,” he murmured, his hands sliding up her body to cup her breasts.
He pinched her nipples, rolling them between his fingers as he fucked her ass with a steady motion that had her moaning into the pillow.
The sound of his balls slapping against her ass filled the air. She could feel her body stretching around him, her ass adjusting to his penetration. It was a strange, intense sensation, one that she never knew could bring her so much pleasure.
Julian’s grip tightened on her hips as he picked up speed, his strokes becoming more harder and demanding.
Emma’s eyes rolled back in her head, the pleasure building as she felt her body responding to his. Despite the initial pain, she found herself craving the fullness, the sense of being utterly owned by him.
Julian’s hand reached around her waist as his fingers found her clit, and she gasped as he began to rub it in time with his thrusts. The combination of sensations was too much, and she felt another orgasm building, the pressure threatening to explode.
“Ahh, it feels so good, my lord,” she shouted, her voice raw and needy.
Julian’s smile was one of complete victory. He knew he had her, that she was his to use and claim as he saw fit. He picked up the pace, his strokes growing more erratic as his own climax approached.
With a final powerful thrust, Julian emptied himself into her, his cum filling her ass as he moaned in pleasure. He watched as her body trembled with the force of her orgasm.
Emma’s moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath him as she felt the warmth of his seed filling her. She had never felt so used, so thoroughly claimed, and she loved every moment of it.
Julian’s cock twitched within her. His hand didn’t stop playing with her clit even as his cock softened, ensuring that she remained on the edge of another climax.
“You’re so beautiful when you cum for me,” he murmured, his voice a dark caress that sent shivers down her spine.
Emma felt a strange mix of pride and shame at his words, the pleasure she felt making it difficult to think.
“Th-thank you, my lord,” she managed to whisper.
Julian leaned down as his teeth grazed her earlobe. “Ready for more?”
