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Before I knew it, I was locked in a room with the monster. With all the whips and chains on the wall, I could only assume we were in a sex dungeon.
Hugging my bare breasts, I sat on the edge of the big bed, almost the only furniture in the room.
Looming over me, Levi questioned me. He shot out one after another. I couldn’t keep up.
When I didn’t answer anything, he warned, “We can do this the easy way or the hard way.”
“What, fuck?” The biker’s dick had just been inside me, even if only a bit. As much as I was petrified, I yearned for it to return.
“No. I wanted you to tell me about Killer’s plans, but you’re right. You didn’t actually fuck me out there. Why should I let you live?”
Staring up at him, I sucked my lips in. Holding out empty hands, I raised my shoulders. I didn’t have an answer. Leviathan was even hotter when he was mad. Flushing and fuming, he looked like he could kill me. His muscles twitched and flexed. His hands opened and closed as he fought the urge. When he yanked a pistol out of nowhere, I creamed my panties.
“I’ll just take what I want right now,” he growled.
“Or what?” I squeaked.
Automatically, I felt for my phone. This was it. The monster was going to kill me.
Levi pulled my phone out of his pocket. “Looking for this?” He held it up to my face.
I hadn’t even been restrained, and he unlocked it easily.
“Stupid to use a face ID,” he ridiculed me. “Fucking amateur.”
I sat up on my knees, but what could I do? Attack him? Maybe if he didn’t have a gun.
He scrolled through it. “You’ve deleted everything.”
“Always. I’m not so dumb.”
He tucked it back into his pants. “That’s okay. We’ve got a tech guy who can look at it tomorrow.”
Fuck. He’d know everything.
“I’ll have my answers. But until then, you’ll pay up.”
Leviathan descended on my body, knocking me back. His gun rammed against my side, between my ribs. His hand wrapped around my throat. The weight of him surged his package to the right spot. A raging hard on whacked my pussy.
“Why even fuck me?” I questioned him. I’d thought this man would go straight to killing.
“Can’t kill you yet. Might have questions about what I find on your phone.”
“Surprised you’d want anything to do with an Asphalt God.”
“You’ve been teasing me since you got to Royal Road. Making me want you. You planned to, didn’t you? You planned to fuck me to earn your patch. Then betray me.”
“Yes,” I breathed out, easily. He wasn’t strangling me. Not yet.
“How long did you plan to keep up your ruse?”
“Until you fell in love with me.”
“Impossible. I never would have.”
“Until you tried to kill me.”
“That’s possible.” Levi called attention to how he still threatened my life. “All I’d have to do is squeeze, either one. I could crush your windpipe or blow a hole in you.”
I sucked in a breath. “Killer said you were a monster. Everyone says it.”
“I’ll show you a monster.”
My mouth fell open as I breathed fast.
His eyes got all squinty. “This only turns you on?”
Turning my chin, I was afraid to admit it.
“You’ve got a death wish!” he exclaimed like he’d found me out.
“I wouldn’t say that.”
“You do if you’re messing with the likes of me.”
I couldn’t disagree there.
Levi removed his hand from my throat. I coughed. He’d gotten off me, but kept his gun trained on my head.
His grip sank as he pointed it lower. “Take that off.” He spoke of my bottoms which were like a skirt and underwear combined.
Hooking my thumbs in the sides, I slipped them down slowly as if it was all part of my performance. Rolling my neck, I danced them off like it was part of my seductive show. When it reached my ankles, I kicked it away with a flare.
Closing his eyes, Levi shook his head. I was getting to him.
“Lay back and spread your legs.”
I leaned back on my elbows and opened my thighs wide. My pussy was as smooth as can be. I couldn’t risk a hair to show during my act.
“Touch yourself. Your tits, your pussy.”
Was this what he was into? Earlier he’d wanted everyone to watch us and now he wanted to watch me play with myself.
Up on one elbow, I ran my hand over my chest, taking the time to tweak my nipples. I rolled the tips between my fingers, responding to my touch but also to memories of him. Then I moved that same hand down, running my palm across my navel to my smooth lips. Slipping my fingers between my moist folds, I tickled my own clit. Letting myself genuinely enjoy it, my head fell back. I arched my back thinking of the night with Levi in the alley when we almost fucked. Closing my legs on my hand, I let out all too real moan.
Levi kept his gun on me. “Open those thighs. Show me your pussy.”
I obeyed him and spread them as far as I could. It was really far. I watched Levi’s eyes grow as big as saucers.
“Suck on your fingers.”
Okay, that was odd, but I complied. Did it as sexy as I could. I imagined his dick in my mouth.
“Now, fuck yourself. Get ready for me.”
I started with one finger.
“I’m much larger than that.”
Levi didn’t drop his weapon as he slipped down his pants, revealing his massive Mac Truck.
Judas Priest.
While my eyes studied the size of him, he’d gotten some lube from somewhere. He greased his column, preparing to force feed me a large pizza. The thing couldn’t be sixteen inches, but Paisley was right. Saying a foot wouldn’t do it justice because of the girth alone. I forgot all the whore’s scales and came up with one of my own. The damned thing was a monster like the man himself. The size of it alone was fucking, well, monstrous. That was the word. The biker could kill someone with that monster of a dick. Literally, choke them or hit them over the head with it. Fuck, his dick would rise from the dead and kill on its own.
Putting three fingers together, I dug them into myself. It’d never prepare me.
I didn’t know if I could ever get ready for the likes of his monster. But the peril the whole situation proposed did things to me I couldn’t explain. I felt like I was flying high again on the trapeze. The rush sent tingles all over as Levi tackled me. His massive body covered me.
His fingers replaced my own. “You’re pretty tight. But I’m not stopping until you can take the whole thing.”
“I don’t think I can,” I said, honestly.
“Could take all night, but you will.”
“You going to wrap it?”
“Condoms are too small. They break anyway.
“I’m hoping you’re clean?”
“That’s odd to ask when a man’s got a gun pointed at you.”
I could feel it back at my ribcage.
“But yeah. I am. I’m clean. I hope you’re on the pill. I don’t want more kids.”
“Of course. I don’t want any more either,” I said, before I caught my mistake. That was something I didn’t want him to know.
Levi rose up and cocked the gun. For a minute I thought he was going to shoot me and end it all right then. But he stood and laid it on the table behind him.
“Aren’t you worried, I’ll snatch that gun and end you?”
“No. I’m not taking any chances.”
Levi went for the chains that hung on the wall. “Sit up,” he commanded.
He wrapped them tightly around my arms and torso like his tentacle tattoos were real and squeezing me to death. Though he left my breasts unbound on purpose, he let the end of it wrap gently around my neck, like it was just for looks.
Standing back, he stroked himself a few times, admiring his work. Only my bottom half was free. I wouldn’t be doing any more dancing.
“Just try and get away now.”
I had no words. I’d never been so turned on in my life.
He joined me on the bed on his knees and knocked me over with one finger.
“You couldn’t take my dick in the club, but you will now.”
Taking the lower half of me, he pulled my ass up as he entered me. Well, like before, he barely got inside.
Levi all but growled out. He liked the struggle. “Too tight to be a whore, but still a whore.”
The damn monstrous dick just wouldn’t slide up there easily.
“I told you that I was trying to earn my patch. Can’t earn it by fucking your way to the top.”
Levi thrusted forward again, making me pant as he strained my pussy to the max.
“How can you fuck anyone with this huge thing?” I complained.
“Plenty of women here can take all of my dick.”
“You’ve been with all of them. They probably enjoy getting fisted too.”
“Almost all the whores here. And yes, a few of them like to be fisted, too. Who was the last man you fucked? Hallow?”
“No. No one since I left the circus.”
“Someone special?”
Frack. Flattening my lips, I didn’t answer that.
“Yet, you’re willing to fuck me for a patch. Fuck me over, too.”
Levi grew angrier by the second as he battled to work his dick inside me. My body reacted. Overstimulated, I wanted him inside me more than anything. I knew I should calm down so I could accommodate his size, but the risk of fighting him was too tempting. I only tightened up.
Levi groaned in my ear. “Why fight me? Your pussy’s already tight enough. This is what you wanted. Sex with this monster.”
Pulling back, his dick still inside me a hair, his hands took the underside of my knees. He drove them up much farther than someone’s hips would normally allow, contorting me against my will. Levi was using my flexibility against me, splaying me wide. Not only was I chained, but I was also bent in a more obliging position.
“There. I’m sure that will give me the leverage I need. You’re so wet already. I know you can take this dick. Relax, Maren. Or this is going to hurt you even more than I want it to. Maybe in the alley I would’ve but after finding out about you, I don’t plan to hold back. You’re going to get exactly what you’ve been working for.”
Then it really began, him fucking me. He put his Mac Truck into overdrive.
I heaved a breath, in and out, as he punched himself inside me, outspreading my pussy, painfully so. He didn’t hold back. Levi panted above me, a slight smile on his face. He relished forcing his dick into my slick vice. The chains between us cut into my body with him against them. Still, I let go and tried to enjoy the ride. I fought the urge to expel him from my body as his fat dick felt too substantial to be entering me. My insides twisted feeling somewhat sick, but it never erased my yearning.
He was just too large, but he was inside me, filling me. Then the man complained that I could take some more.
More?
He hadn’t been all the way in. Snarling, he pressed his pedal to the metal and jolted all the way up me. It’d been like pulling off a Band-Aid, agonizing yet fucking rewarding. Owning me, he violated me with every flick of his hips. Splitting my body in two with each thrust, Levi’s monstrous dick wrecked my pussy.
The discomfort mutated into unknown pleasure, but it never became easier for him to really move. It was worse at first then so much better. Tension built between stinging blows. I was almost down for the count. One. Two. Three. I came when Levi did. He jolted over me and pumped slowly, enjoying himself.
I noticed he didn’t pull out in time.
Motherfucker.
Then the man kissed my forehead, my cheek as I tried to catch my breath. A rush of chilly air hit me when he left the bed. He left the room, locking the door behind him. Locking me in. He completely disappeared and left me chained up on the bed.
