Thread: Claim (Closed for Methos and FK)

Brand felt her fists pounding against his chest, although he paid it little mind. Nor did her kicking and squirming really delay or convince him to halt as he dragged her to the bedroom. The act of carrying her off had elicited laughter from the assembled soldiers who evidently thought it a matter of high comedy that the bitch was about to get used about as gently as a two penny whore. Perhaps her brother might have been more gentle with her if she was not terribly agitating. But now, lust gleamed in his eyes and his smile seemed to indicate that Annalea faced her comeuppance, He heard her rather vehemently protesting his intentions. Although he didnt seem to give a damn. Rather a wolfish smile graced his lips as he remarked Ah my dear Anna you can protest all you want. He seemed entirely too pleased with himself as he noted But the law says you belong to me now. I can do whatever I wish to you and its all within my rights. His eyes gazed at her and his body leaned against her. His hand would grab a hold of that torn shift and now rather methodically he proceeded to seek to tear it fully from her to bare her body to his eyes. He felt her fists drumming against his chest as she screamed at him in a fury. The manner in which that caused him to grin at her seemed to suggest that it was something of a turn on. Indeed as he pressed atop of her, the bulge in his pants suggested that was indeed the case. And the size of the protrusion in question was likely to prove somewhat disconcerting for the small woman. There was nothing timid about the man atop of her, indeed most would count him rather fierce. Time to pay the piper Anna. He remarked with a certain glee evident in his voice. Oh how he seemed to be enjoying this. As her she squirmed beneath him and sought to press her legs rather tightly together, his hands would grasp her thighs and then press his body between them. His groin soon rubbing against her rather omniously as his gaze fell upon her. His hand began to unlace his pants and soon that long, thick, aroused shaft lanced out through the air towards her. He smiled darkly as his hips shoved forwards his tip rubbed up against the softness of her sex. He seemed to answer her rather casually You will do this whether you like it or not. I can make you, and clearly I can do this as I am. He smirked And Im not letting you go. His dark eyes glimmered as he noted Just consider this the first of many occasions where Im going to fuck you like the spoiled little bitch youve been your whole life. His smile widened as he noted Now Im going to fuck you, you insolent little whore as many times a day as I please and all you have to look forward to from day to day is my fucking you and carrying a whoresons children in your belly. With that rather hateful statement his hips would surge and he rather brutally thrust his cock inside of her. The soft lips of her sex were forced to spread and that thick, throbbing cock was rammed within her. He forced her thighs to part further as he pressed himself inside of her. His hips smacking downwards as he claimed his sister. He thrust into her, and his head leaned down towards her to kiss her and thrust his tongue within her as well. His body pressing to her as he drove that thick phallus into her soft, womanly folds, naturally being unprepared or accustomed to one as large as he like as not to the great strain and rending of flesh within her.