"That's it," he groaned. "Fuck, you feel good when you come. So tight. Squeezing me so hard. That's it. Give it all to me."
She was still shaking, still spasming around him, when he pulled out.
Dante
He flippedher onto her stomach.
She went limp as a ragdoll, still trembling from her orgasm, and he arranged her how he wanted her. On her knees. Face pressed into the pillows. Ass up, presented to him like an offering.
He looked down at her cunt—swollen and pink, her folds puffy from use. Glistening with her release, practically dripping with her arousal. Her little hole gaped slightly, stretched from his cock, clenching around nothing. Begging to be filled again.
His cock throbbed at the sight. He was so hard it hurt.
"Look at this pretty pussy," he murmured, running a finger through her folds. She shivered, whimpered. "All wet and used. Already so sloppy for me. And I'm not done with you yet."
He lined himself up and slammed back inside.
She screamed into the pillow.
The angle was different like this. Deeper. He could see his cock disappearing into her body, could see the way she stretched to take him. The rim of her opening clinging to his shaft every time he pulled out, like she was trying to keep him inside.
"Watch," he commanded, and shadows lifted her head, made her turn to look. A mirror materialized from the darkness, angled so she could see everything. "Watch me fuck you."
Her eyes fixed on the reflection. On the image of her own body, ass up, being pounded by the Reaper behind her. On his cock slamming into her cunt, glistening with her wetness. On the way her tits swayed with every thrust, on the way her mouth hung open in constant moans.
"See how good you take me?" He thrust harder, making her cry out. "Made for my cock. Your tight little cunt was made for my cock."
His shadows wrapped around her again. Around her wrists, pulling them behind her back. Others slithered around her thighs, keeping them spread. One slid between her asscheeks, teasing, and she jerked.
"Dante—"
"Shh." The shadow circled her puckered hole. Not pressing in. Just rubbing. Making her aware of it. "Not tonight. But soon, I'm going to fuck you here too. Fill every hole you have. Make you take my cock everywhere."
She moaned, pressing back against the shadow. Against his cock. Taking everything he gave her and begging for more.
He grabbed her hips and fucked her harder. Brutal now. All finesse gone. Just raw need. The slap of his hips against her ass echoed through the chamber. The sound of her pussy taking him over and over. Her moans, muffled by the pillows, growing higher and more desperate.
The shadow on her ass pressed slightly into her hole. Just the tip. Just enough to make her feel it.
She came.
Without warning, without his permission, her cunt clampeddown on him so hard he saw stars. She screamed into the pillow, body shaking, and he felt her release around his cock. Felt it drip down his balls.
"Fuck—" The sensation dragged him to the edge. "I'm close. Where do you want me?"
"Inside," she gasped, still shaking. "Fill me up. I want to feel it. Want to feel you come inside me."
He grabbed her hips hard enough to bruise and fucked her through her orgasm. Chasing his own. Two more thrusts. Three.
He buried himself to the hilt and came.
The orgasm ripped through him with force. His cock pulsed inside her, flooding her cunt with his release. He roared her name, hips jerking, emptying himself completely. Her walls milked him through every pulse, squeezing out every drop.
When it finally stopped, he collapsed over her. Pressed her flat into the mattress with his weight, still buried inside her.
He withdrew slowly. Watched his cum leak from her swollen pussy, white and thick against her pink flesh. It dripped down her thighs. Pooled on the sheets.
"You're dripping," he murmured, running his fingers through the mess, pushing some back inside her. "Full of me."
