My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269: 269/Daddy’s Savage Claim

Chapter 269:

Julie’s POV

While I was still trembling like a slaughtered bird under the effect of that cyclonic ecstasy that had ravaged my being and shaken my foundations, Robert didn’t grant me a single second to catch my breath. I felt his steel-like grip tighten on my buttocks, digging his fingers into my flesh with a violence that made me flinch. He lifted my exhausted body upward slightly while his dick remained embedded deep inside me like a stake of solid, unquenchable embers.

Then, with a threatening slowness, he leaned his head toward my chest, which was heaving in sharp agitation as if my heart were trying to leap through my ribs.

He captured my nipple stiffened from sheer arousal between his lips and began to suckle it with a voracity and savage hunger, as if he hadn’t tasted satisfaction in eons.

He teased it with his rough tongue and bit down with a calculated sharpness that made me let out a shredded moan a strange mixture of unbearable pleasure and a pain that awakened every cell in my body. His hot, panting breath scorched my skin, which was drenched in sweat and water. With every powerful, deep suck of my breast, he thrust his pelvis forward in a brutal stab, as if orchestrating a symphony of agony and pleasure between his mouth and his dick to penetrate both my soul and body at once.

"Oh... Robert... have mercy... I’m going to die!" I cried out in total disorientation, clutching his shoulders with my trembling hands. He remained submerged in my breasts, moving from one to the other frantically, squeezing them with his massive palms and burying his face between them, drenching them in his saliva and burning lust.

He was fucking me while holding me in mid-air, and his thrusts began to transform into something beyond description. They became faster, harder, and more violent, to the point that the wet "squelching" sound emanating from our rubbing skin and from between my wide-open thighs began to echo through the silence of the bathroom like thunder.

I felt his dick hammering against the walls of my pussy with a force that made me think he would pierce through my vitals and come out the other side. Meanwhile, he continued to suck my nipples with an electric intensity that sent shivers from my chest down to my deepest core.

He suddenly leaned in to give me a savage kiss, the taste of my breath mingling with the bitterness of his. He whispered in a parched, husky voice against my trembling lips: "I want you to feel every inch of my dick residing in your vitals, Julie... I want you to realize in every single cell of yours who this surrendered body belongs to."

He continued his ruthless stabs, lifting me and slamming me down onto his thickness while tearing at my breasts frantically. This pushed me toward an entirely new edge of madness; despite having just squirted and feeling exhausted, the way he sucked my breasts while fucking me with such pure brutality made the fires of lust erupt in my veins again. It was as if my body had become a slave, begging for destruction and ruin at his hands.

My pussy was clutching his thickness with spasmodic pulses, and wetness overflowed from me so profusely that I felt my hot fluids sliding down his muscular thighs which bore my weight. Robert increased the tempo of his rhythm, and his stabs began to reach the deepest point of my womb with a massive pressure that almost made me lose consciousness.

He sucked my right nipple with a force that made me let out a muffled scream and bury my face in his neck, while I felt a second hurricane of ecstasy beginning to boil at a terrifying speed in my lower abdomen.

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