The stretch was intense. She gasped, body arching off the bed, fingers clawing at his shoulders. He was big. So much bigger than her fingers, than anything she'd had before. Her cunt struggled to accommodate him, walls straining around his girth, burning as he forced her open.
"Breathe," he commanded. His jaw was clenched, muscles trembling with the effort of holding still. "Relax. Let me in."
She forced herself to exhale. To relax her muscles. He sank deeper, inch by thick inch, and she felt herself opening for him. Stretching. The burn faded to fullness, and the fullness felt like completion.
"That's it," he murmured. "Good girl. Taking me so well. Your tight little cunt is swallowing me up."
When he was fully seated, his pelvis pressed against her clit and his cock so deep she could feel him in her throat. She was stuffed. Impaled. Completely full of him.
"Look." He grabbed her hand, pressed it to her lower belly. "Feel that? Feel how deep I am?"
She could feel the bulge of him inside her. Could feel his cock pressing against her hand from the inside. Her fingers traced the shape of him through her own skin, and the intimacy of it made her eyes sting.
"You're inside me," she whispered.
"Yes." He pulled back slowly, and she felt every ridge of his cock dragging against her sensitive walls. The friction was exquisite. "And I'm never letting you go."
He thrust back in.
She screamed.
He fucked her with deep, powerful strokes. Each thrust punched a cry from her throat. The sounds of her cunt taking his cock filled the chamber. She was so wet. Drenched. Her arousal coating hisshaft, dripping down to pool beneath them. She could hear it. The slick, sloppy sound of her being fucked open.
"Listen to that," he growled, driving harder. His balls slapped against her ass with every thrust. "Listen to how wet you are for me. Soaking my cock. Making a mess of my sheets."
"Dante—" She couldn't form words. Could only moan and writhe and take it.
His shadows joined in.
Cool tendrils wrapped around her wrists, yanking them above her head and pinning them to the headboard. The grip was firm. She tested it, pulled, and the shadows just tightened.
Others slithered around her ankles, pulling her legs wider, spreading her open beneath him until there was nothing left to hide. She was helpless. Exposed. Her cunt stretched around his cock, on display for him to see.
"That's better," he said, looking down at where they were joined. She followed his gaze and saw his thick shaft pistoning in and out of her swollen folds, glistening with her arousal. "Now I can see everything. See your pretty pussy stretched around my cock."
A shadow slid between their bodies, finding her clit.
She jerked at the sensation. Cool and silky, pressing against her swollen nub in tight, precise circles. The shadow worked her with relentless precision.
"Oh hells—” Her back arched off the bed. "Dante, your shadows?—"
"They've wanted to touch you for weeks," he said, fucking her harder. "I've had to hold them back. Stop them from crawling under your skirts and making you come in the middle of court."
Another shadow curled around her breast, squeezing the soft flesh. A tendril found her nipple and pinched, rolling the stiff peak between incorporeal fingers. Then it lowered, and something cool and slick wrapped around her nipple andsucked.
She cried out, back arching. It felt like a mouth, but cold. Insistent.
She was being touched everywhere. His cock pounding into her cunt. Shadows on her clit, her breasts. Cool sensations sucking hernipples. Tendrils stroking her throat, her thighs, the sensitive crease where her leg met her hip. It was overwhelming. Too much sensation from too many directions.
"I can feel how close you are," he growled. "Your cunt's getting tighter. Squeezing my cock like a fist."
She was. The pressure was building, coiling in her core, fed by every thrust and every shadow-touch. Her whole body trembled on the edge.
"Come for me." He drove deep, grinding against her. "Come all over my cock. Let me feel it."
The shadow on her clit pressed harder. Rubbed faster. The others sucked harder on her nipples.
The orgasm ripped through her. Her cunt clamped down on his cock, pulsing, milking him. Her scream echoed off the walls, his name over and over until her voice cracked. She thrashed against her bonds, body convulsing, and still he fucked her through it.
