Chapter 1
Reyes
Four Months Ago
Alanna turned eighteen about three weeks ago. I was once again here for the night, and I watched as the light upstairs shut off. So, I headed back into the house.
I so need a beer. I walked into the kitchen and stopped dead as Alanna froze. Her little boy shorts dangled on one of her small ankles. She was bent over ready to pull it off.
“I ah... I spilled water… I thought you were gone,” she stumbled over her words with her huge eyes staring at me.
“I needed a beer,” I tell her. My eyes were still glued to those light blue lace panties.
“Oh god,” she mumbled in embarrassment.
I watched as she took a step backward. She then took another and tripped over her forgotten shorts causing her to stumble into the counter.
“Alanna,” I warn.
Instead of running for cover, she took another step away from me. It was like she was trying to escape without drawing too much attention.
My cock was rock hard and throbbing as I watched her little nipples bead and press against the thin material of her tank top.
I needed to be inside her now. Without a word, I closed the space between us and cupped her face in my hands. My lips crashed down hard onto hers.
I silently begged her to push my ass away, but instead, her little hands looped around my neck pulling me in closer. Her little moans sent me over the edge.
Pulling back, I turned her away from me and press her waist against the counter. Placing my hand between her shoulder blades, I pressed until her chest was flush with the counter.
She was standing on her toes since she was too short for what I was making her body do.
“Tell me to stop,” I demanded. I needed her to do what I couldn’t on my own.
“Please,” she begged as she pressed back against me. Alanna’s soft ass brushed against my throbbing cock.
Reaching for the button on my jeans, I let them drop to the floor. My boxer briefs followed in their wake. I don’t do gentle or sweet, so I gripped her panties and ripped them off her body.
My eyes go to the soft ass waiting for my touch and begging for my slap. Raising my hand, I slammed it down hard onto one smooth cheek.
Alanna cried out and pressed closer to the counter, trying to put space between us. Reaching down, I pressed my fingers against her wet clit. I rubbed it in little circles, and her ass started to press against me again. I rubbed over the silky skin of my dick while precum leaked from the tip. With my other hand, I lined my throbbing cock up to her pussy and pressed the head against her opening.
Once again, she shifted as if to put space between us, but this time I was having none of it. Without a word, I pressed inside her and fuck was she tight. I gave her short hard thrusts and didn’t slow down until I broke through her barrier and hit her womb.
“Fuck!” I growled as Alanna cried out in pain.
Her tense body wiggled trying to find relief.
“Stay still,” I demanded.
Instantly she stills as my fingers glided into her hair. I formed a fist and pulled her head off the marble countertop forcing her to look into my eyes.
“What the fuck, Alanna,” I growled.
“Please, it hurts,” she whispered.
Pressing my free hand against her clit, I rubbed it between two fingers. I gave it little tugs and groaned when her pussy clenched around my aching cock.
“I can’t fucking wait any more baby,” I tell her as I pulled out and slowly sank back in. Groaning, I started pumping, and it felt like fucking heaven. I’ve never had pussy this good.
Pumping into her harder and faster, I listened as the moans poured from between her parted lips. I pulled further out and slammed into her harder and harder.
“This pussy is mine,” I tell her firmly.
I didn’t want anyone else to touch her, no one but me. I didn’t want anyone else to hear her cries of pleasure.
“Oh god.” She cried out as her pussy gushed around my tunneling cock.
I didn’t slow. I crammed my whole nine-inch cock into her pussy as hard and as fast as I could. Soon she was pushing back onto me. Tingles started at the base of my spine as my orgasm approached.
She needed to go before me. I wasn’t going to find my pleasure until she found hers. Pinching her clit, I tugged harder.
Alanna screamed against my lips as I kissed her deeply. I let myself go as she milked my cock for all it was worth. Load after load of hot cum shot from my cock and into her clenching hot pussy.
Keeping myself embedded in the best pussy I’ve ever felt, I pulled back and looked into her passion drunk eyes.
“Your mine,” I tell her.
“And you?” she asks with a soft voice.
“What about me?” I asked, already knowing where this is going and not liking it.
“Are you mine?” she asked as her voice turned firm.
“It doesn’t work that way, baby,” I tell her honestly.
No one was going to touch this pussy, but my dick liked variety.
“Get the fuck off of me,” her voice was weak but threaded with steel.
Pulling out, I released her hair and stepped back. She quickly gathered her wet shorts, not caring about her ruined panties. And just walked away without a word.
“I meant what I said Alanna, You. Are. Mine.” I called after her.
She didn’t pause as she ran from the room. I will kill any motherfucker who got within spitting distance of her. She made one mistake tonight. She gave me her virgin pussy, and that was what sealed her fate. Only I was getting in there, and I would make damn sure of it. I then pulled up my boxers and jeans. As I fastened it, a flash of blue caught my attention. I bent down and grabbed the silky lace panties and cram them into my jeans pocket.