Character from Book of Elsewhere by China Mieville
“Just like that, baby. Fuck,” Unute groaned.
His grip tightens in your hair as he speeds up your movements, making you take him further and further down your throat.
You moan in pleasure and the vibrations have him cursing and roughly pushing you down, holding you there as you gag around him, teary eyes looking up.
After a strained moment, he pulls you off.
You gasp for breath as you kneel back and in a weak voice ask “Is something wrong?”
Unute’s eyes are dark as he gives a single shake of his head and pulls you by the back of your neck up into a kiss. His mouth is firm, demanding, his tongue laves at your lips until you let him in and then he’s stealing your breath again.
He pulls your thighs so you straddle his lap and you feel his hard length right against your heat, teasing your clit through your thin panties.
His hand comes up to pull the cups of your bra down, freeing your breasts, before taking a firm handful. You gasp, breaking the kiss, and he moves down to suck on the hardened peaks, sending hot, aching pleasure straight to your core.
“Please,” you whisper. “Please, please, please,” like a prayer, begging for him to be inside you. To take care of the throbbing in your pussy. To fuck you.
Your back hits the bed as Unute comes above you, lifting your legs by the knees and pressing them apart.
“Let me look at you,” he says, eyes not leaving your ruined panties. Understanding, you reach down to move them to the side, letting out a small whimper as the air hits your dripping sex.
“Pretty,” he murmurs, and rests the entire length of his cock against your pussy, moving back and forth slowly to coat himself in your wetness.
The friction makes your toes curl and back arch, hips rocking in time with Unute.
A hand comes down to cover yours in a hard grasp, then jerks back roughly, tearing the panties off of you. Then he’s pressing your thighs back up, notching the head of his cock in your entrance, and pushing in.
A long high note sounds in your throat as he stretches you apart and you involuntarily clamp down around him, struggling to adjust to his size. He pauses for a second halfway in, jaw tight, listening to your quick little gasps, then slams the rest of the way. You cry out, feeling fuller than you’ve ever felt before, like he’s all the way in your chest and there’s no more room to breathe.
Your pussy, hot, throbbing, tightens even further, a tear running down your face.
Unute breathes a rough “fuck,” brows drawn together and you open your eyes to see him staring down at you with something close to violence in his eyes.
He begins to move, hands gripping your thighs like a vice, pulling almost all the way out and thrusting back in. Hard.
He’s relentless, forceful, every stroke kissing your cervix, making you moan and whimper with the intensity. He lifts one hand from your thigh to hold your face “Look at me.” Your eyes find his and he looks into them, searching, and satisfied that you’re ok releases your face to hold your throat. It’s a firm hold, his thumb resting low on your neck and his fingers down the back of your shoulder, keeping you still, making sure you take it how he wants. The restrictive feeling overwhelms you, flinging you closer and closer to release, his head drops down beside yours and you hear his low voice in your ear “So fucking tight. So wet for me. Fuck, I can feel you tightening up. You gonna come on my cock, baby?”
Your body stiffens, back arched, lips parted, as all the tension suddenly unravels and you’re coming around him, sobbing as your pussy squeezes him like a vice.
In a sudden movement, Unute pulls out of you and flips you onto your belly, one hand pressing down between your shoulders, the other pulling your hips up. You let out a muffled sound of surprise and Unute gives your ass a stinging spank “You’ve had your pleasure,” you hear from above you, face still pressed fast into the mattress. He holds your hips steady and slides back in on a groan. “Now I’ll take mine.”
The pace he sets is hard and fast, your hands grasp the sheet, knuckles white, but the overstimulation moves from pain to electric pleasure, and your head comes up on a moan. “Insatiable,” Unute’s voice is tight but the tone is laced with faint amusement and he pushes your head back down “Be good and stay down.”
His thrusts get harder, skin slapping, your body held still in his bruising grip. Your pussy tightens again, almost unbearably, and you feel one of his hands spread your ass open, thumb brushing across your other hole.
You jolt from the foreign feeling and Unute stills, fully sheathed, thumb lightly pressing against you *there*. “You haven’t been taken here,” it wasn’t exactly a question but your voice comes out small and quiet from the sheets, “I haven’t.” He brushes the entrance again, more firmly this time, and your hips try to wiggle in his strong grip. “Do you like it?” his thumb keeps moving back and forth. You open your mouth to respond “I-“ your own loud moan cuts you off as Unute gives a slow thrust. He feels you pulse around him, warm and wet, back arching further, legs sliding apart.
On a strained curse, he keeps moving, thrusting harder and harder as his thumb steadily strokes you. “Sweet, dirty, girl,” he grits out, “you gonna let me in here too?”
Your high builds quickly, senses overloaded with the stimulation. All you can process is the stretch of his cock, your throbbing core and his thumb. The sheets are damp on your face from your sweat and tears, and as your pussy tightens up, ready to fall apart, he slides the tip of his thumb into your ass, throwing you over the edge on a gasp.
Your body seizes, unable to breathe as wave after wave of hot pleasure crashes over you, pussy clenching around him uncontrollably.
“That’s it. Good girl, fuck.” Unute’s voice is rough, tense, his thrusts speed up and you feel his cock swell as it hits against your cervix.
On a groan, his pace falters and then he’s coming, rope after rope of his hot cum filling you up to the brim.
