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Chapter 40: A SLIP-UP

Finnegan

I thought the most beautiful sight I had ever seen was Aphrodite choking on my cock.

I was wrong.

It was this. Seeing her sprawled upside down against the base of the couch, legs bent on either side of her own head, her pink cunt tipped up toward , clenching, glistening, and begging for my cock.

I snatched a condom from the tray attached to the couch and tore it with my teeth, hissing as I rolled it down my shaft. I didn’t take my eyes off her for a single second.

I couldn’t, fuck, she was the perfect slut. The nipple clamps draped between her heaving tits as those dark eyes glared at

through her mask.

I wanted to see her face drenched in my cum.

Gritting my teeth, I stood on either side of her, bent my knees and dragged my eager dick over dropping pussy.

"If I’m your slut," she drawled in a silky, sexy voice, "then fuck

like one."

She didn’t have to tell

twice.

I pushed my dick head into her greedy slippery cunt and ramd in until she took every inch.

She squealed, her whole body lurching with the impact, tits jolting, the clamp chain swinging wildly. Her cunt swallowed

in one brutal stroke and it was scorching even through the latex.

Christ.

The angle forced my cock even deeper than I’d reached before, setting every nerve in my lower body on fire simultaneously. I could feel the ridge of her pussy walls dragging against the underside of my cock on every withdrawal, her greedy cunt gripping my dick tight every ti I pulled out and thrust back in.

"Oh, yes, yes," She wailed. "Pound my pussy hard. I thought about this all week. More you asshole."

My cock disappeared between those swollen soaked lips on every thrust and erged glistening and slick. She was hot and snug and slippery and so fucking perfect.

I wrapped my hand around her throat, raising and dropping my thighs on her pillowy ass, shoving my dick deeper, making her scream as I slamd deep against her womb.

She choked, her nails finding my forearm and digging in, her hips rolling up to et . "Is that all you can-"

I squeezed her throat and the words dissolved into nothing. Her mouth stayed open, soundlessly, her eyes going wide and dark and glassy. I tightened my grip and drove harder into her pussy, fucking her nastily.

The wet slap of my skin against hers cracked through the air, her tits bouncing with every impact, the clamp chain swinging in rhythm with my strokes.

She made a broken sound in the back of her throat when I hit deep and I hamred into that spot again just to hear it.

My free hand found the clamp chain. I wrapped it once around my fist and pulled.

"You prick!" She cried, her back bowed completely off the floor. Her cunt seized around my dick so savagely, I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth as my cock throbbed harder.

I yanked the chain again, using it as reins, driving into her..

"Ares!" She choked and I slapped her tit.

The flesh jumped, reddened, her nipple straining against the clamp.

She wailed and her walls gripped

even tighter. I could feel my dick swelling inside her.

"Filthy pole-humping slut," I snarled, pounding into her, the chain in my fist, her throat in my other hand. "Every man in this arena watched you drench that pole. Was this what you wanted?

losing my goddamn mind watching you perform for strangers?"

"Yes," she gasped, those furious eyes finding mine,

I slapped her other tit.

"FUCK," she scread. "Fuck, Ares!"

"Ask nicely and maybe I’ll consider it." I rasped.

"Go to hell," she spat.

"I will, my dirty goddess, and I’ll take you right down with ," I yanked the chain, drove down to the hilt of my cock and held. "Cum!"

Her entire body seized. Her walls clamped down around

in long hot pulses, her thighs shaking violently as her mouth fell open in a long soundless moan. Her arousal flooded around , scorching through the condom. I felt every single spasm, felt her milking

through it.

I didn’t stop.

I pulled back and drove in imdiately, pounding her cunt through her orgasm while she convulsed and clawed and sobbed filthy broken things at .

"Oh god... oh fuck...oh you rciless b-brute... "

"Cum again," I demanded, rubbing her clit harshly. .

"I can’t!"

I yanked the chain and bellowed. "Again!"

I released her throat, grabbed her hip instead, changed my angle and hamred into the sa sweet spot. Her eyes rolled back, her entire body tightened and she let out a long string of curses as her cunt gushed around

for the second ti.

"You’re mine," I hissed. "You co in here and you co to

alone. Only , you get that?"

"Yours," she sobbed, "I’m yours- fuck-A-Ares!"

The pressure building in my lower belly spiked. Her pussy walls were still gripping

in the aftershocks, fluttering and clenching, and the sight of my cock hamring that upturned soaked cunt, her slutty pussy taking everything I gave her, pulled at the last thread of control I had.

With a bellow,I ca hard.

The orgasm tore through , pulsing into the condom while her walls milked every shuddering contraction.

I groaned, my cum spurting out, filling up the condom while her walls tightened around . With a groan I pulled out and peeled the condom off.

She lay completely destroyed against the base of the couch. Her lovely tits were red and marked, her thighs soaked with her juices, chest heaving. She whimpered when I wrapped my fist around the base of the condom and sared my cum across her lips, and all over the mask.

Her tongue flicked out to greedily lap at them before I was done and another groan tore from my chest. "Shaless slut,"

Her tongue working greedily at the corners of her mouth, her finger dragging across her chin to collect any drop she missed.

I undid the clamps and sat back on the couch, breathing harshly. Fuck she had worn

out.

"Do we have an agreent, Aphrodite?"

She scooped a final drop of my cum from the edge of her jaw, brought it to her lips and sucked it while looking at .

"It seems," Her voice was hoarse. "We do, Ares. I’m yours here alone as long as you do not disappoint ."

I chuckled then reached down to help her up on the couch, pulling her to lay onto my chest. "That’s a bold thing to say when you’re looking completely ruined like this, goddess,"

I skimd my nose over hers, inhaling her scent, stroking my fingers over her soft, satiny smooth skin.

Sothing fell and she gasped, pulling away from

and snatching it up very quickly. She turned away from , covering her face with her air before turning back to

with a smile.

I had seen what fell.

Aphrodite was wearing contact lenses. And before she turned to reattach it, I had to be imagining this, but I had seen a flash of blue. Or was it green?

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