Or has he?
Dante lifts his head up, his face smeared with my glistening moisture, the forked tips of his tongue flapping like mad as he attempts to lick himself clean, all with a smile a mile wide.
No, I don’t think he has.
“You made my cock go off,” he says with a groan. “When you covered me in your juices.”
Sure enough, as he rises from his position between my legs, his cock is pumping out cum like a firehose.
“Oh.”
But before I can say anything else, I’m caged by him, his massive body covering mine, his lips on my lips, meaning now I taste him and myself.
“You are utterly delicious, little flame,” Dante rasps. “I want to eat you forever. But I also want to put my cock inside you.”
He slowly pumps at his cock and lifts the mess he’s made to my mouth.
“Here, it will assist.” He says solemnly as he places his thumb against my lips.
I lick at them and a groan racks him. He tastes salty sweet and somehow it tingles on my tongue.
A shiver runs through my body. Heat is already building within me. I feel like I have flooded Dante with my moisture and more. I still don’t think it will be possible to fit him, and I can’t believe he is ready to go again.
Dante dips his head, shoving it into the crook of my neck and nibbling on the area where he first bit me, sending spikes of pleasure coursing through my system, nearly bringing me to another orgasm.
“I want to bury myself in you, my mate. I want to mate you, to plunder you, tobreedyou.”
“Dante!” I gasp as his last admission tips me over the edge.
The blunt head of his cock is at my entrance, and as my hips lift, he slides inside me. I gasp out loud at the stretch, which is intense to the point of pain until…it isn’t and instead I feel every single ridge, every single node scraping through my channeluntil Dante is inside me with a long, satisfied moan. His eyes are closed, his long, dark hair shrouding both of us.
“This is so good…so good,” he murmurs. “I can’t…I don’t want to move because my cock will go off again.” He breathes out long and slow. “And I need to pleasure you, little mate.”
I put my hands on either side of his face and gently stroke my thumbs over his cheeks.
“Youarepleasuring me, Dante.” An involuntary pulse flows through me, and he groans my name.
I lift my hips once again, and he withdraws before thrusting back inside me again.
“My little flame,” he says, his voice rough. “I am inside you. I am breeding you.” He pants.
He circles his hips and goes deeper before setting up a demanding, delicious pace which brings me to climax oh-so-easily. Dante grits his teeth with a deep growl as I pulse over him, my channel gripping him, needing him, desiring him as I’m sent into the stars, my vision long gone, every nerve in my body firing at once.
My big bad warlord is ploughing me, his thrusts increasing in speed, his breath coming in short pants, his eyes completely focussed on my face as he continues to plunder my body and tip me over the edge once again.
I’m aware I call his name. I know I grab hold of his arms, I know I buck and thrash as he groans, thrusting and thrusting in irregular bursts until there is a sharp pinch and then a feeling of delicious hot lava coating my insides.
“Rosalie,” Dante rasps in my ear. “I have hooked you. You are mine.”
DANTE
She could cut my head off and I wouldn’t care. I would happily end my nova days here, buried deep in my mate, my cock hooked into her, pumping her full of my spill.
I shift out my wings to cover us both as I brush her soft hair back from her face and put my lips on hers in a kizz, which is even sweeter given we have mated. I check and see my cock is buried deep within her, her delicious cunt stretched wide around me. It is incredible. I can’t stop looking.
“Dante?” Rosalie’s soft voice means I’m drawn back to her face. “What is it?”
“We are joined,” I rasp out, my voice hoarse. “You have me, inside you.”
