Then, in a blink, I was full of him.
His cock was fully seated inside me.
My body jolted inside his hold…and I screamed.
Too full. Too full. Oh my shit, too big.
What the motherfucking hell! A devil’s cock.
He has a goddamn devil’s cock. Too big.
Too big. Too big. Too big.
Out. Out. Out. He needs to get out of me!
Someone bring me a miniature-sized dildo, please!
I kept on screaming and shaking my head.
Over my pained shouts, he growled, “Silence!”
With my chest heaving against his muscled pecs, I clamped my mouth shut and glared daggers right into his eyes. Through clenched teeth, I hissed, “You used your fucking speed.”
“Thank the devil I did too,” he snarled.
See? I knew it. Devil’s cock.
“You gave me no warning,” I complained.
“And you gave me no warning you would have a cunt the size of a goddamn snail!”
My face scrunched up in disgust. “Please don’t ever reference my lady bits like that again. It’s just gross. And rude.”
His eyes flared even redder.
All right, all right. I was pushing too far.
I hadn’t warned him.
I had wanted it too much to ruin it.
With as much decorum as I could muster, I apologized, “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. I’ll be honest and upfront next time.”
“Too little, too late,” he grumbled. Though, after my apology, his fury subsided in small increments until it was contained once more. He cracked his neck—much like I do occasionally—his hair brushing against the side of my face. “Just tell me I can move now.”
I wiggled my hips a smidge. I grimaced, but it wasn’t the excruciating pain I’d had before. So I nodded in affirmation. “It’s as good as it’s going to get until you move some.”
With gradual ease, his hips moved back.
We both winced. But, damn, the man stayed hard.
Devil’s cock…
The vampire had perseverance.
He never stopped. He kept going, pushing into me and gliding out. Repeating and picking up gradual speed. Eventually, his eyes flared even redder for a more pleasant reason.
Each gentle plunge lessened the horrid ache while creating a new beautiful one. The walls of my vagina unclenched from dreadful levels to sweet and succulent. My wet channel gripped him like a tight glove, every inch of his devil’s cock feeling and rubbing just right.
