Gripping his massive length in his hand, he slaps it against my clit, causing my whole body to jerk.My pink flesh is painted with his milky seed.
He smacks me with it over and over until I’m trembling.Dragging his hardness through my folds, our mingling releases coat the head of his cock.I’m so wet he should have no problem sliding into me.My body is relaxed enough from my earlier climaxes.I’m not ignorant—my books taught me to expect a bit of pain for my first time—but I’m more eager than afraid.
The head of his cock pushes into my entrance, and my eyes nearly fall shut.Baezal grips my ankle, opening me up wider to his thrust.His invasion of me is slow and measured.I watch him strain while holding himself back.The scales of his cock glide along my inner walls and make me see stars.His cock reaches the barrier of my virginity.
Baezal curses, leaning down to capture my lips in a bruising kiss.
“Forgive me, my angel.”
Laying another searing kiss on me, his hips punch forward, and he is sheathed fully inside me.The pinch of pain I felt burns as he remains still.He stretches me to the point I feel obscenely full.I kiss him back slowly, my body trying to adjust to this new sensation.There is pain—he is large, and I’m a virgin—but it quickly begins to recede.
His fingers rub my clit gently as his lips continue to work mine.My hands fall to his back, resting at the base of his wings.I hold onto them tightly, knowing things will not stay this gentle for long.
“Beautiful,” Baezal sighs, before kissing my left breast.“Brave.”
Words of adoration are whispered against my heated flesh.The longer he remains still, the deeper my desire becomes.The pain is gone.All I want now is for him to make good on his promise.I want to feel him every time I walk in the morning.
“Move,” I encourage.
Baezal looks unsure, so I kiss him again.Pressing our foreheads together, I stare into his sapphire gaze.
“Please, Baezal.Fuck me.”
Baezal growls as he kisses me one final time.Gripping my ankle tightly, he opens me wide and slides back.The feel of the scales on his cock is pure bliss.He withdraws until only his head remains in me and then thrusts forward.I groan as I’m stretched again.The feel of his girth steals my breath.
His heavy balls brush against my ass as he spears into me again.My breasts jostle at the force of his claiming.There is a primal edge to each of his movements that sets my blood on fire.My wantonness has reached new depths after tonight.To know this pleasure exists but to be bereft of it would kill me.My future is entwined with Baezal's.No one could give me the type of bliss he does.
With each thrust, the shackles of my past crumble into dust.I am reborn in this bed as the true me.Baezal pushes deep inside me, and I can taste freedom on my tongue.All I smell is him—smoke and night air.Baezal is everywhere, inside me and in my heart.In this moment, we are one.As I watch his gray cock disappear into my pink opening, I’ve never felt so connected to another.
I clench down on him and am rewarded by his growl.
“You have the face of an angel, but your pussy is positively unholy,” he snarls, thrusting into me without reprieve.“It is the rapture and damnation all in one.A male will commit blasphemy just to worship it until the end of his days.”
“Baezal,” I sigh.“You feel so good.Fuck me harder.Please.”
I fall back onto my elbows so I can see the whole scene more clearly.Baezal’s hands go to my hips as he fucks me on and off of his length.His wings spread out behind him.We make quite a picture.A demon rutting into the deflowered Sister—it is blasphemy, but nothing has ever felt more right in my life.
I grip the sheets around me as he powers into me.Our bodies smack together in a symphony of slapping, wet flesh.Each drag of his scales brings me closer to my peak.
“Baezal.Yes!”I scream.“You were always meant to be my first.”
Madness dances in his bright eyes.His claws grip me harder until I’m sure they’ve pierced through my skin.
“And only.”
It’s the closest he’s come to a confession.It sends white-hot pleasure licking up my skin.He fucks me harder than seems possible.Each thrust is deeper than the last.We slide up the bed with the force of his movements.
I nod frantically as my peak looms closer.
“I belong to you, Baezal.I’m yours.”
He snarls at my words, tossing my legs over his shoulders and locking his arms around them.He powers into me from below, the fit of us even tighter than before.The monster he tries so hard to hide is out on full display.His movements are primal and claiming.I love every way he dominates me.
“Going to keep you forever, my angel.They kept you from me.Locked away in a monastery beyond my reach—they will pay for keeping us apart.”
My hands fall to his powerful thighs as he lifts my bottom half completely off the bed.His fangs snap at my ankles as my vision begins to darken at the edges.
“Father Knoll wanted me for himself.Kept me there in the hopes of having me one day, but you set me free.You saved me.”
