I staredown at her in awe, and I follow her over the edge with a roar, "Ungh, ffffuuuck!" my hips slamming into hers one final time, my cock pulsing and twitching as I paint her insides with thick ropes of cum.
I tumble onto her, both of us gasping for air like we just ran a marathon. I find her mouth and kiss those sweet, angelic lips like they keep me alive. She kisses me back with a hunger that sets my soul on fire.
"That was... oh my goodness. The most incredible thing I've ever felt," she murmurs against my lips, her voice soft and filled with wonder.
And she's right. It was earth-shattering. Seraphina, my beautiful angel, my soulmate—the best sex of my entire existence, and I know it will only get better from here. "I know, Cupcake. You were un-fucking-believable. A goddamn natural."
She kisses me again like she's starving for my touch—like she can't get enough. Then she pulls back, her golden eyes glowing with a renewed hunger that makes my spent cock grow and twitch with interest. "Can we... can we do that again? Please?" her voice sweet and innocent yet filled with unquenchable desire.
I can't help it—I burst out laughing, the sound filled with pure, unadulterated joy. My girl, my greedy, perfect girl, is going to be the death of me, and I couldn't be happier about it.
I laugh, kissing her forehead. "We can do that as many times as you want. By the time I'm done with you, the only coherent thought in that pretty little head of yours will be my name, echoing like a broken record. Prepare to be thoroughly and utterly Lucian-ized, baby girl."
Her answering smile is blinding in its brightness, and she pulls me down for another kiss, her eager body already moving against mine. Round two, here we come.
Pun fucking intended.
Danica
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"Come on, baby, I know you've got one more in you," Rhyland growls, his voice a sinful caress that sends sparks shooting through my veins. "Give it to me. Give me what's mine."
I'm a quivering, boneless mess. My body wrung out from the relentless onslaught of pleasure he's inflicted upon me for the past…'I don't even know any more hours,' I feel like I've been fucked into oblivion and back again, every nerve ending raw and exposed.
So much for punishment, this is pure bliss wrapped up in a sadistic, sexy-as-hell package.
Sure, he spanked me all right. Each stinging slap sent jolts of electricity straight to my core, leaving me panting and writhing, craving more of that delicious pain. And when he sank his fangs into my tender flesh, his venom set my blood on fire, transforming my already dripping pussy into a veritable waterfall of need.
Now, he's got me straddling his lap as he sits on a wooden chair, my hands bound behind my back with a leather belt. The supple leather rubs against my skin, the sensation only fueling the inferno raging inside me as he impales me on his monster cock. "So perfect," he growls. "This pussy is a fucking paradise, baby. Wrap those legs tighter around me. Ride me hard, and take every inch of me."
Holy shit, his filthy words short-circuit my brain, reducing me to a mindless creature of pure lust. His fingers dig into my hips hard enough to bruise as he controls my movements, slamming me down onto his thick length until I see stars.
He edged me for hours until I was a writhing, whimpering mess, begging for release like it was oxygen and I was drowning. I screamed, pleaded, and I cursed him. I even threatened to portal his sexy ass to the seventh circle of hell if he didn't letme come. But he just smirked that infuriatingly sexy smirk of his and kept right on tormenting me—all just music to his sadistic little ears.
By the time he finally decided to show some mercy, my voice was so hoarse from all the begging that I sounded like a pack-a-day smoker with a severe case of laryngitis.
Now, he's making me come every five minutes—which I didn't even know was possible, and now I'm begging for a whole new reason. My body is so oversensitive that each orgasm feels like I'm being struck by lightning, pleasure so intense it borders on pain.
Rhyland's voice is pure sin, "Fuck, you're so goddamn beautiful—taking my cock like a greedy whore." he rocks up into me, his tip bumping my cervix—that elusive spot that makes my eyes roll back. "Just like that, baby. Take it all."
And then, because he's determined to kill me with pure sexual pleasure, he leans forward and captures my nipple between his teeth. The sharp sting of his bite sends lightning bolts straight to my core, which, at this point, is a raging inferno of need.
I'm pretty sure I make a noise that's half moan, half whimper as he lavishes attention on my sensitive peak. It's like there's a direct line from my nipple to my clit, and every flick of his tongue, every scrape of his teeth, and the delicious scrape of his beard just winds me tighter and tighter.
The ship begins to rock violently, the motion adding a whole new intensity to our already explosive connection.
It's like the ocean itself is conspiring to drive me crazy, the rhythm of the waves synchronizing with the roll of my hips. I'm riding him hard now, rising and falling on his thick length like my life depends on it.
The wooden chair creaks beneath us, a counterpoint to our ragged breathing and the slap of skin on skin. I'm vaguely aware of the sound of waves crashing outside, but it's drowned out by the pounding of my heart and the rush of blood in my ears.
Rhyland's grip on my hips is tight, "FuckingChrist,woman," He groans as he guides me up and down his thick length. "You feel that? The way my cock fills you up so perfectly?"
"Please, Rhyland," I gasp, my voice hoarse from hours of screaming and moaning. "I can't... I don't think I can..."
But even as I protest, I feel that familiar tightening in my core, that building pressure that signals another impending explosion. God help me, but it looks likemy body's determined to give him exactly what he wants—one more earth-shattering orgasm.
He chuckles darkly. "Oh, you can, and you will, filthy girl. You'll come for me as many times as I demand. Because this pussy? This body? It'smine.And I'll take what's mine, over and over again, until you can't function."
