Greed God chapter 36

January 9th 2016 Gotham City 10:00 PM EDT

Negotiations  with Penguin were a bitch.The little bastard nickel and dimed me on  every possible aspect of the deal. He introduced stipulations and fees I  hadn't even imagined, and whittled the price down to half of what I tried to start with. Which was, ultimately, fine with me, because I quoted him a hundred thousand per gun to begin with, so he still ended  up paying fifty grand, a considerable markup from what I was getting  from the Religion.

That was the  biggest benefit of having an asset only you knew about. You set your own  value. I WAS the market for training guns, and they were worth what I  said they were. Of course, precedent was normally a pretty important  thing in deals like this, but since the Religion were a SECRET cult  (ostensibly, they didn't do much to hide their presence) I knew Penguin  didn't have any idea about the value I'd slapped on these before.

In  the end he paid with cash, and I walked out with a smile under my mask.  I also, unfortunately had to cancel my little play date with Jay and  Raven for the night, though I did set something up for my next visit. I  got a text after my meeting from Dinah, telling me she was coming over  and couldn't stay long, and I admit, I ran a few red lights on the way  getting home. I pulled into my garage, stripped out of my costume and  shoved it in a bag, and almost sprinted up to the elevator to my room.

An  action, as it happened, that was entirely worth it. When I got to my  room, I saw Dinah leaning back on her hands on my bed, waiting, and I  admit the sight of her blew my mind. Dinah was dressed in a black, off  the shoulder dress that exposed MILES of cleavage, black thigh highs,  and a light dusting of makeup on her perfect face. Combined with her  fuck me heels she was clearly coming from some formal dinner or  something and the effect of all that fancy on my already fuckable milf  was...mindboggling.

She  saw me come in and clearly noticed my gaze on her as she crossed her  legs, her dress sliding up a few inches to tease me but not revealing  anything. "I was afraid you wouldn't make it before I had to go. I  slipped out of a gala Ollie took me to." She pouted. "He barely even  noticed me. Went off to talk shop with his business rivals and left poor  little me all alone. It just made it even harder to stop thinking of  the things you did to me. So I snuck out to come visit my boy, but I  need to get back after."

Her  blue eyes were on fire as she looked at me, her cheeks flushed and lips  wet, and I could feel her desire for me from across the room. I walked  towards her, slowly, methodically. Before this moment the five hundred  grand in my trunk had been the biggest thing on my mind, but now it was  Dinah. No matter how often I fucked her I didn't think I'd ever get over  how intoxicated she made me. That fucking body, those bedroom eyes, the  way she fucked like some kind of tantric genius.

I  stepped up to her and watched her pupils dilate and her breathing pick  up as I approached. She was staring up at me, so tiny compared to my six  foot three frame. I raised a hand to her face, running a thumb over her  pouting lips. "You didn't just come here for a quickie, did you love?"  She swallowed hard. "No, you wanted me to steal your little date night.  You know you're not allowed on that asshole's cock and you wanted me to  stuff you up and send you back all satisfied so you can turn him down  knowing you got used tonight."

She  gave a shuddering moan. "I don't know what you do to me Nicky. The idea  of coming back to that parted limping after you've demolished my pussy  is just so...hot. I want that Nicky. I want to walk into a gala with  your cum dripping down my thighs and smile on Ollie's arm. I want him to  introduce me to his friends and rivals while my cunt throbs from you  shoving that massive cock into me until I scream."

I  reached down and slide my hands up her plush thighs. Her dress inched  up, revealing a pair of lacy black panties. Her eyes were wide as she  stared up at me like a deer in headlights. I grinned wickedly at her.  "Move your panties aside and take my cock out. No kissing tonight, don't  want to smear your makeup." She nodded mutely at me, her hands fumbling  nervously at my slacks until they came undone and she fished my cock  out. She hissed in excitement as she held it in her hand, as if she was  weighing it before she guided it into her.

I  let her aim the head into her pussy and then I started feeding it into  her, an inch at a time. I used my abilities to figure out exactly which  angle would hit her best, but I didn't pound her into a mess, I slowly  shoved myself into her soaking cunt, staring right into her eyes while I  did it. She tried to move her hips, but I kept an almost bruising grip,  holding her in place as I worked my cock in. She whined, shoulder  wiggling and making those fat tits bounce all nice and pretty. "Baby  please. I NEED it."

I  kept pushing until I was all the way in her. She was wet and hot and  clenching and whimpering for me to do more, but I just smiled. "Oh no.  No you're a good girl tonight. Good girls don't get fucked into a mess.  They take it nice and slow. I'm going to feed your needy little cunt  every inch of me, making sure your dress and hair don't get messed up,  until I empty my balls inside you, and then you're going to go back to  that party feeling me in your fucking womb." I picked up the pace, not  fast still, but methodical, implacable.

I  hit every fucking sweet spot on the way in and out, shifting my hips  slightly to make sure I didn't leave even a single nerve that could make  her cunt sing untouched. She was shuddering there under my hands as I  held her tight, but her eyes were alive with adoration. I snarled in  hear ear. "Did you dress up like this for him? Did you want to show off  what was mine to that limp dicked asshole?"

She  gasped, letting out a throaty giggle. "No, baby, I promise, I was  always coming here after the party. FUCK! This is your pussy Nicky, I'm  all yours, he'll never get it again." Her shoulders were rolling,  shoving her tits up in her face as we fucked. Though honestly, with the  slow and methodical way I was taking her you could probably have used  the term making love. Dinah was wetter than I'd ever felt her before,  even during our night together. She gave an almost broken half sob. "I  feel so right when you're in me Nicky. You make me feel so loved. Lie to  me Nicky? Tell me you love me? I know it's soon but say it for me?"

I  groaned as that molten pussy clung tighter. My poor little bird, so  ignored and underappreciated, so taken for granted. I knew that if I  wanted to own her, to really control her completely I needed to love  her. And I did. I loved her body. I loved those fat tits, and this tight  fucking pussy, and her pretty lips. Seemed like the requirements to  Brand someone were different depending on the girl, and somehow, through  Eros and Psych, I knew Dinah's. I slid myself balls deep inside  her,took my hands off her hips and put them on either side of her face,  looking her in the eye.

I  sped up, not a full on pound but a faster tempo, and told her. "I love  you." Her pussy FLOODED, and it felt like heaven. "I love you Dinah.  You're beautiful and strong and caring and MINE. I'm never letting  anyone else have you." I reached up to grab her breast through her  dress. She hissed in excitement. "These fat tits and the heart behind  them belong to me. This cunt, that thick ass, these pretty eyes, these  lips. You belong to me Dinah, every inch of you, inside and out. You're  my treasure, and I'm a possessive man."

I  felt another Brand blaze into existence. Dinah's was small and tough to  spot, on the underside of one her fat milfy ass cheeks, but it was  there. I wasn't going to tell her about it yet. I didn't need that kind  of nonsense, until she knew, I'd refrain from using it mostly, but  still. she was mine now. Her blue eyes sparkled with unshed tears. "Oh  Nicky." She looked like she wanted to lean forward and kiss me so damn  badly. "Cum inside me baby? I want to feel you in me. Want you to blow  as deep in me as you can."

I  reached around behind her to maul that fat ass with my hands as I  picked up my speed. The feeling of kneading those thick, pale cheeks was  fucking phenomenal. She didn't have that jello dumptruck booty Whisper  had, Dinah's fat ass had some shake, but it also had a core of steel,  Dinah WORKED for this ass. I slapped it and she clenched, squealing on  my cock. I decided my kissing rule only applied to lips, so I started  kissing my way up her neck and jaw, spanking her again, another adorable  squeak and another clench of that sweet, soft cunt.

She  giggled. "Oh, baby, you're gonna leave a mark, leave the pounding for  my insides. My hands went back her her hips to hold her still and I  SHOVED my cock in, tearing a ragged moan from my milf. "FUCK! God Nicky  you give me that good dick, do it again baby, reshape my fucking twat.  Teach that cheating pussy what shape it's owner is!' She was leaning  back on her hands again, head thrown back as I slid into her full speed,  those glorious tits shoved out proudly as she groaned and squealed on  my cock.

I  was picking up her fucking emotions through my ability now, and it was  jarring. She felt...loved. Desired and cared for and special, and that  meant I was feeling that too, and it was fucking weird. Her cunt felt  safe and tight and special, and it clung to every fucking inch of me as I  dragged myself out like it never wanted to let me go. Her emotions  started to mix with the sensations and I could feel her adoration  clenching on my cock, her joy sliding over the head of my dick. I'd  done...something, that I hadn't meant to do during some part of this  fucking process with her because this felt weird.

She  wanted to be connected to me permanently, which would have been fine,  except now I wanted that too. My emotions and hers were all jumbled  together, so I felt it before she said it. Said something I knew she  wouldn't have if we weren't in some weird emotional feedback loop. "Put a  baby in me Nicky?" If I'd been in my right mind I'd have never done it,  but I wasn't in my right mind. 

My balls clenched up as I unloaded in  Black Canary, MY Canary and gave her the baby both her mouth and that  sweet, hot pussy were begging for. I admit, in the moment it felt  fucking amazing, knowing I was knocking up this sexy fucking milf. Then I  finished cumming and pulled out to plop down on the bed next to her,  and exactly how bad of an idea that was hit me like a truck. Whoops.