Owning Arabella by Shirl Anders Read Free Book Online

his hard cock, like an ardent tease. The impossible position, with her arms above her head, pushed her firm breasts into the wall of his chest.
    Savagely, Darth bit back his groan of pleasure as Arabella's head fell back She was helpless and exposed as he rode her sweet cunt up and down over the impression of his stiff cock. He was merciless on himself and on her. It had been too long for him, there was no way in heaven or hell he could stop. Ten years without a woman and even then he had never done anything so lecherous.
    Arabella would never stand a chance against his lust. Her long hair swung around her naked ass as he humped her mercilessly. Suddenly she moaned, a woman's aroused sound, and he nearly roared with elation. He was affecting her, in spite of herself.
    "Tell me ," he uttered hoarsely as she whimpered with pleading and aroused sounds. "Tell me if you have ever felt this before, Arabella?" he continued relentlessly. "Have you been this near to a man's hard cock before, little dove? "
    " Please ," she cried, and Darth felt the liquid heat of her wetting him.
     

Chapter Seven
     
    Christ , Darth wanted to growl and shake his muscle against Arabella . . . and then he smelled her heat. Humid and musky. Hot . "Yes," he uttered fiercely and he grabbed Arabella's naked ass in one hand holding her up to him as he dropped the belt. His other hand found her cunt. Juicy. Scorching. Wet . She squealed shrilly, but he cut the sound off with his mouth over hers. Her lips twisted trying to avoid his mouth, but he would have none of it as he arched her neck further back and he took her mouth. He was rough, perhaps crazed, with his hand between her thighs.
    Only the whores he had fucked occasionally in his youth had ever let him touch them like this. Touch the hidden and mysterious cunt beneath their skirts. Yet now he had full access from an unwilling and beautiful woman. The mixture of Arabella's captivity, his years of celibacy, and simply the feel of her pussy on his fingers drove him beyond any propriety.
    As he raped Arabella's mouth with his thrusting tongue, he raped her pretty cunt with his fingers. He found a lip of flesh deep in the wet folds that made Arabella squeal and rub her body against him. The motion drug his fingers deeper into the cleft of her buttocks, until the tip of his longest finger was touching the entrance to her vagina from behind, as he held her up against him. He wondered with a passion ripped mind, whether a man could rape a woman's mouth, ass, and cunt hole at the same time.
    Arabella screamed into Darth's mouth, around his thick tongue as pleasure wracked her body in accumulating waves so overpowering she was witless against the domination. Darth's strong rough fingers tweaked the pleasure, torturing her body to rapturous new heights. And then, she screamed again, writhing against his powerful unyielding frame. Feeling the alien sensation of a man's finger embedded deeply in the core of her sex, then another thickness entering her constricting anus, while a demanding tongue ravaged her mouth. There was no escape. Only amazing need, ecstasy, craving, and surrender, forcing her to whimper and scream in pleasure.
    Jesus! Darth tore his mouth away from Arabella's trying to catch a panted breath as he played his fingers inside of her sweet asshole and another in her dripping hot vagina. It was so wicked, so depraved, so wonderful. A man taking his woman through aggression, forcing her to respond to him. He was being lustfully depraved as only his dreams had ever allowed him to be.
    "Aaaa!" Arabella screamed and Darth knew it was in pleasure as he bit down on her arched throat, while his fingers played deeply inside of her. In. Out. In. Out . Arabella jerked her plump breasts against his chest, crying again passionately. He nibbled her supplicated throat. Nibbling. Licking. Biting. While his fingers fucked her relentlessly and the hard cock he held in his pants dribbled his seed.
    Arabella was a