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“I would never do that, kukola.
“Are you sure you’re the same Mishy Bear?”
“Because, love, it’s the sweetest kind of physical validation that I affect you. I loved how red you got at the warehouse—my whole crew saw you blushing and knew it was because of me. You were already flushed when you walked up. Post-orgasmic glow is a real thing. You just looked fucking delicious standing there like that.”
“I mean it, kukola. I’ll split your little cunt in two right here.” He leaned forward and nudged my cheek with his nose. “As a male who wants to give you what you need, I’m struggling to hold myself back.” “Misha.” I sighed in bliss as he rolled his hips, driving himself against me. “I know what you need. Grab my horns and hold on tight, little doll. You want a monster? You’ve got one right here.”
“Fucking dripping for my monster cock, aren’t you?” His hand gripped my hair as he tilted my head back. “Gonna stuff you with it, kukola. I want your eyes right here. Watch how I stretch you.”
Stars above, this fucking man... male. Demon. Sweet and filthy. Quiet and bossy. Thoughtful and wicked. I was so fucked.
“Can’t wait to bounce you on this fat cock, I want to watch it disappear within your little body, doll.”
“Relax, doll. Picture me pumping in and out, each thrust has me getting slicker from your cum, and your body is taking more and more because you. Need. Me. Don’t you?” His hips rolled, and he was right—with each movement, he went deeper.
“You’re so gods damned sexy. Later, I want to eat your pussy for like eighty-six minutes. Pencil me in. I’ll see ya around, Bun-Bun.”
Oh, little doll, you’ve been such a bad, bad girl.
