Page 256 of Lord of the Forsaken


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"My turn."

He pulled back and slammed into her.

She screamed.

He fucked her hard. His hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, holding her in place while he drove into her.

The slap of his hips against her echoed through the chamber. The obscene sounds of her cunt taking his cock. Her moans climbing higher with every thrust.

"You think your shadows can hold me?" he growled against her throat. "You think you can control the Reaper?"

She clenched around him, squeezing his cock with her inner muscles, and he choked on a curse. His rhythm faltered.

"Whatever you say," she gasped, breathless but smiling. "My lord."

Even pinned beneath him, she could still wreck him.

He grabbed her thighs and pushed them up, folding her nearly in half. The angle let him sink impossibly deep.

He thrust hard, grinding against her cervix.

"Yes—" She could barely speak. "Don't stop."

He pulled out until just the tip remained. Looked down at where they joined. Her cunt gaped slightly, pink and swollen, trying to pull him back in. Their combined arousal dripped from her opening.

"Look at this greedy pussy," he murmured. "Doesn't want to let me go."

He slammed back in. Watched her eyes roll back.

He pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach. Drove back inside from behind.

The new angle made her scream into the sheets.

"That's it." He gripped her hips, watching his cock disappear into her body. "Take it. All of it.”

He pounded into her. Her ass rippled with every thrust. Her arousal dripped down her thighs.

White tendrils rose from her skin and wrapped around him. Around his back, his ass, pulling him deeper with every thrust. One curled around his balls, tugging in rhythm with his strokes. Another found his nipple and pinched, twisted, made him hiss against her neck.

"Fuck—" His rhythm stuttered. "Your shadows?—"

"Feel good?" She clenched around him, squeezing his cock, and felt his whole body shudder.

"Now you know what it's like."

His laugh was dark and breathless. "Two can play."

His shadows surged.

Black tendrils wrapped around her thighs, spreading her wider. One found her clit and pressed, rubbing in tight circles while he fucked her. Another coiled around her breast, squeezing, the tip flicking her nipple. And one slid lower. Between her cheeks. Found that tight, untouched hole and circled.

She moaned, pushing back against him. "Dante?—"

"You want it?" He pressed gently. "Want my shadow in your ass while I fuck your cunt?"

"Yes. Please. Yes."

A thick tendril of cool darkness slid into her ass, stretching her open, filling her alongside his cock. She cried out at the overwhelming fullness. Stuffed in both holes, working her in tandem.