SON OF BATMAN

Damian's hands were on her before her whispered plea had fully left her lips.

There was no hesitation, no gentleness, no pause for questions or second-guessing. He spun her around with a force that sent her hair flying, one hand gripping the back of her neck while the other shoved her down onto the bed with a force that left no room for questions.

Her knees hit the mattress, and she gasped, her heavy tits bouncing with the motion as she steadied herself with her hands.

Yvonne didn't move, didn't resist. She arched her back instinctively, pressing her ass up for him, presenting herself like a gift. She could feel the slick heat between her thighs, her pussy wet and throbbing with anticipation, aching to be filled. She clenched her fingers in the bedspread, her breath coming fast and shallow as she felt the mattress dip beneath his weight.

Damian was on her in an instant, grabbing the plump, soft flesh of her ass, spreading her cheeks wide apart with a roughness that made her moan into the sheets.

There was no gentleness in his touch, no hesitation. His grip was hard, possessive, his fingers digging into her soft, yielding flesh, pulling her apart as though inspecting her. Yvonne moaned, the sound muffled as she buried her face in the bed, her body trembling under his control.

For a moment, he held her there, her ass raised and exposed, as he straightened slightly.

Damian's hand slid to her soaked pussy, his fingers parting her folds and dragging through the dripping wetness that had already slicked her inner thighs. His knuckles came away glistening, coated in her arousal, and he held his hand up, inspecting the evidence of just how desperate she was for him.

He let out a low, mocking chuckle. "So much for a princess. You're dripping like a common whore. Eh, Your Highness?"

Yvonne whimpered, her breath hitching as heat flooded her cheeks. She buried her face deeper into the bedspread, her golden hair spilling around her as she tried to hide the rare wave of bashfulness that surged through her. Her body trembled under the weight of his words, and yet, the throbbing between her legs only seemed to grow worse.

The sound of his belt unbuckling cut through the air, sharp and deliberate. He yanked it free with one swift motion, tossing it to the floor with a metallic clatter, before his fingers moved to undo the button and zipper of his pants. The tight leather groaned as he shoved them down his hips, freeing his cock. It jutted out, thick and hard, the veins along its length pulsing as he gripped it in one hand.

Yvonne's pussy was glistening, dripping for him, and ready to be penetrated. He didn't bother teasing her. She had begged for him to use her, and he wasn't going to deny her, or himself. He pressed the thick head of his cock against her entrance, the heat of her slickness making him growl low in his throat.

She felt the blunt head of his cock press against her wetness, hard and thick and impossibly hot. But she barely had time to brace herself before he thrust into her with a single, brutal stroke, burying himself to the hilt.

Yvonne cried out, her back arching further as he filled her completely, stretching her walls around his girth. "Fuck," she whimpered, her voice muffled by the sheets.

He was big, so big it almost hurt, but the pain only made her clench tighter around him, her pussy gripping his cock as if it didn't want to let him go. She gasped for air, her fingers clawing at the sheets as he began to move, his thrusts hard and unrelenting.

"Fuck," Damian growled, his voice sharp, guttural. His hands gripped her hips like a vice as he pulled back and slammed into her again, her wet heat clenching around him. "You're so fucking tight."

Yvonne whimpered beneath him, her fingers clawing at the bedspread as she tried to adjust to the overwhelming stretch. Her voice broke as she gasped out her reply, her words spilling between desperate breaths. "You're… You're just too big…" Her head dropped against the mattress, her body trembling as she moaned. "Fuck, Damian. You're so big,"

"You'll take it," he snapped, his tone low and commanding as he pulled back and thrust into her again, dragging another gasp from her lips. "You'll take all of it."

And she did. Yvonne's nails clawed at the bedspread, her cries growing louder with every punishing thrust.

Damian set a punishing pace, his hips slamming into hers with enough force to make the bed creak beneath them. The sound of skin against skin filled the room, mingling with her breathless cries and his low, guttural grunts.

He fucked her like a man possessed, his hands gripping her hips so tightly she was sure she'd feel the bruises tomorrow. Yvonne didn't care. She wanted it, wanted him to take everything out on her, to use her until there was nothing left of her but his. And that's exactly what he did. He fucked her with a raw, relentless rhythm, his hips slamming into hers with enough force to jolt her entire body. She felt every inch of him, thick, hard, and unyielding, as he drove deeper, stretching her open in a way that made her head spin.

"Damian," she gasped, her voice breaking as he hit a spot inside her that made her toes curl. She could feel the pressure building already, her body tightening, trembling as the first wave of pleasure began to crest.

"Don't fight it," he growled, his fingers digging harder into her hips. He pulled her back onto his cock, forcing her to meet each thrust, his pace brutal and unrelenting. "You wanted this."

"Yes, fuck, don't stop, please…" Yvonne sobbed, her voice high and breathless as the tension inside her snapped. Her body clenched around him, her pussy spasming as her orgasm tore through her.

Her arms gave out, and she collapsed onto the bed, her cheek pressing against the sheets as her pussy spasmed around him. She moaned loudly, her cries muffled as she buried her face in the mattress, her entire body shaking beneath him.

Damian didn't stop. He didn't slow. He fucked her through it, his cock slamming into her overstimulated pussy as though her orgasm hadn't happened at all. The wet sounds of their fucking filled the room, slick and obscene, mixing with her ragged gasps and his deep, guttural grunts.

He grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back just enough to make her arch again. "I'm not stopping," he growled, his voice sharp and commanding. "Not anytime soon,"

"Too much," she whimpered, though her body betrayed her by pressing back against him. "Fuck, Damian, it's—"

"You can take it," he interrupted, his voice low and rough. His cock drove into her harder, deeper, pulling a broken moan from her throat. "You'll take whatever I give you."

And she did. She took everything he gave her, her body trembling beneath him as his cock pistoned into her, stretching her open with every brutal thrust.

The pain blurred into pleasure, and soon, all she could feel was him, inside her, around her, consuming her. Her pussy clenched around him, gripping him so tightly it dragged a deep, guttural groan from his throat.

Yvonne came again before she could stop herself, her body locking up as another wave of pleasure surged through her. She was shaking now, her knees barely holding her up as her pussy clenched around him, squeezing him so tightly it dragged a sharp hiss from his throat.

"Fuck," he growled, his hips slamming into her with bruising force.

She was a mess beneath him, her golden hair sticking to her damp skin, her body trembling with every thrust, her pussy wet and dripping was spasming and clenching, soaking his cock and the inside of her thighs. And yet, she wanted more. She needed more.

"Damian," she moaned, her voice trembling. "Please, I—"

Her words dissolved into a scream as his hand tightened in her hair and he yanked her head back sharply, arching her spine even more. The forceful pull sent a shockwave through her body, the new angle driving his cock impossibly deeper inside her.

He hit a spot that sent her spiraling, her eyes rolling back as the pleasure consumed her completely. Her walls clamped down around him in desperate, pulsing waves, her pussy gripping him like a vice as her third orgasm tore through her. She cried out his name, her voice raw and broken, her body quivering uncontrollably as she shattered beneath him.

He didn't stop. He didn't let her catch her breath. With a sharp yank on her hair, Damian pulled her back, forcing her upper body off the bed and pressing it against his chest. Her knees stayed firmly planted on the mattress, her ass still raised and tilted toward him as his cock continued to hammer into her from behind. The sudden shift made Yvonne gasp, her back arching deeply, her golden hair spilling over his arm as he kept her pinned in place.

Damian's free arm slid around her waist, locking her tightly against him as his hips kept driving forward, his cock plunging into her with unrelenting force. Her bountiful breasts jutted forward, rising and falling with her ragged breaths, her nipples brushing faintly against the cool air. She moaned uncontrollably, her head falling back onto his shoulder as the overwhelming sensation pushed her closer to breaking.

"We're not done," Damian growled into her ear, his voice thick and rough, vibrating against her flushed skin. "Far from it."