I am hungry

"Aron's point of view,"

"Yes, Miss Grace, I have seen a lot of werewolf films. Tell me how those films relate to how you feel about me." I looked at her with interest.

I could tell from the way she stared at me that she would most certainly not be giving me any compliments.

"Aron, you remind me of those ravenous wolves that just pounced on a helpless deer to sate their appetite."

"Oh, so you believe that I am the ravenous wolf?"

This woman is really funny. Nobody has ever spoken to me like this in my entire life. Hearing the accusation makes me want to laugh aloud, but I restrain myself.

"Miss Grace, who is that naive deer?" I furrowed my brow.

"It's me, of course." In response, she shrugged back.

"Oh, so, according to you, you are very naive."

"Yes, I am."

There was a peculiar tingling sensation in my body as her confident gaze met mine.

No woman has ever looked into my eyes with such confidence. They always stared at me with an enticing gaze. Her glance, nonetheless, is different. She fixes her eyes on my face, but they are not filled with lust. Instead, they are complaining.

"What did I do wrong with you, Miss Grace?"

"Oh my god, Aaron, do you still have the courage to question me? Do you remember that you were forcefully married to me, that you forcibly stole my first kiss in the church, and that last night you raped me two times?" She closed her eyes while yelling at me. She seems to be taking out her frustrations on me.

"Wait, what did you just say? I raped you last night?" I gave her a startled look.

"Of course, you raped me last night."

No lady has ever made such a grave accusation against me. I never made a woman feel compelled to have sex with me. They all freely choose to visit me.

"What evidence do you have for your claim?" Her words are just indigestible to me.

"What evidence is needed? Mr. Finge, you are not a judge who will give me justice." She curled her lips in a bitter smile.

"Miss Grace, please explain why you squeezed my back so hard and pushed my head into your pussy if you didn't appreciate spending time with me last night. Even though you kissed me with full passion, why did you do that?"

"Aron, I'm not talking about that sex." She averted her gaze from my face.

What caused her face to blush?

"Okay, so which rape are you referring to?" I pressed a finger to my chin.

"I am referring to your forty-minute sexual session. I begged you to let me go, but you didn't seem to hear or see my anguish or scream. I won't put up with this kind of behavior again." She gave me another scowl.

"I see that you didn't enjoy the doggie pose." I felt so curious to know about her likes and dislikes regarding sex. I want our sex to be enjoyable.

"I'm not referring to sexual orientation here; rather, I'm speaking of how you treated me last night. I'm not a sex toy, so you can play with me at any time. Since I'm human, at the very least, show me some respect."

"I understand that you are upset with me for touching your body without your permission.

Okay, Miss Grace, next time before inserting my dick into your tight vagina, I will respectfully ask for your permission."

To show my respect, I lowered my head as one would bow before a queen.

"Please let me fuck you right now, my highness." My junior was begging to feel her tight pussy again, so I got up and went over to her.

"Please stay away from me; I'm sick."

To escape my touch, she shrank her body.

"What made you flee from me?

Do you not enjoy my touch?" I became irate every time she asked me to keep my distance from her. I have the right to touch her whenever I want because she is mine, after all.

"Why don't you go see your fancy maid today?

She already invited you for tonight."

"Miss Grace, you want me to spend my night with Rosy?" I find that to be absurd. No woman wants to share me with anyone else, but this woman asked me to leave her alone. Her presence undoubtedly aroused my male ego, but the junior finge was averse to experiencing her vagina after he felt its tightness and depth.

"At this moment, all I desire is to feel you; I have no desire to go anywhere." I forced her to lie down on the bed by pushing her shoulders.

"Aron, please stay away from me; I'm not feeling well. My vaginal cut is still not curing." She pleaded with me.

"Why don't you apply ointment today?" I kissed her jawline and ran my hand over her smooth, white thighs. I bought this outfit for her so I could always see her whitish legs.

She was unconscious on the floor when I arrived at the house. I gave the doctor a call right away. After examining her, her doctor told me that her body caught a cold because of excessive bathing and fatigue. I called Rosy here to take care of her health because I didn't know how to take care of a patient, and the doctor told me that her body required some rest and a healthy diet.

Women were constantly around me because of my magical junior finge; therefore, I never wasted time trying to be a gentleman to please them. I don't need to treat any woman differently because I know how to satisfy her cravings.

As soon as she opened her eyes, I found myself engrossed in my phone, searching for more alluring and sensual outfits that would enhance her gorgeous figure. To make my junior finge even more delighted, I picked out one pair of crimson lingerie with lacing for her. Tomorrow, I'll make sure she wears it at night.

My fingers slipped down her smooth thighs and into her vagina.

It surprises me that it's all wet. How is this even possible? I didn't do anything to make her excited.

Why is her pussy so wet?

"Miss Grace, why are you so wet?"I said it softly in her ear.

"Aaron, please get up. Since I'm starving right now, I need to eat."

She attempted to shoo me off.

"I'm too hungry; I miss grace. Let me satisfy my hunger first, and then I promise you I will allow you to eat your food."

I put my hard dick inside her pussy and covered her lips with mine before she could say anything. As she closed her eyes and grasped the bedsheet, she screamed, sensing that my hard dick had once again penetrated her.