“Fuck, you’re tight. You squeeze my cock so well.” He kisses me again until my lips are searing against his. My nerves light up everywhere he touches me, and I want him closer. I want him everywhere, all around me.
I hate how much I want him right now.
“I want to fucking ruin you.” His teeth graze along my neck, and I can feel my heartbeat against his lips.
At this point, he can do whatever he wants. I’m not tapping out; I have a point to prove.
What that point is? I’m not quite sure.
But I think it has to do with showing Tobias I can take whatever he dishes out.
He pulls back, slipping his cock out of me, and I almost whine at its absence. I want to drag him back to me, but he’s already flipping me over onto my stomach.
“On your knees,” he says sharply. “Let me see that luscious ass.”
I shrug out of the remnants of my dress, tossing the fabric aside. Then I push myself up onto my knees, my ass on full display for him. A growl rumbles behind me, and embarrassed heat prickles over my cheeks.
“Fuck, this ass is incredible.” There’s no warning before his bare hand comes down on one of myasscheeks and I wince at the pain. It quickly fades to warmth as he rubs his digits over the skin, and then he slaps the other cheek. “You’re a goddess, you know that?”
Was that…a compliment?
I try not to focus on his words; they’re probably just to turn me on. He can’t possibly mean them.
He lines his cock up with my pussy again and pushes his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt in a single thrust. From this angle, he feels even bigger, and I can feel his shape better. The ridges are delicious, sparking sensations I’ve never experienced before, but I can already tell I’m going to be walking funny tomorrow.
As he picks up his pace, slamming into me from behind, I fist the comforter for purchase. A steady stream of moans and whines knocks from my lips with every punch of his hips, and my clit throbs with need as he leans over and fists my hair.
“You take my cock well for a human,” he rumbles, tugging my hair until it aches. My pussy clenches around him, and he sucks in a breath. “Fuck, I want to fill every one of your holes.”
Do it, the tiny voice in my head says, and I’m glad he can’t read my mind.
If he was smaller, it wouldn’t be a problem, but I don’t think I can take any more. Not without tearing in half.
He shoves his free hand in front of my face, and for a moment I think he wants me to suck his fingers. But then I notice what’s clutched between them—a shiny blackbutt plug made from the same dark energy his swords were.
“Suck it,” he demands.
I’m too surprised to do otherwise, so I let him pop it into my mouth. It’s cool and smooth against my tongue, and when he pulls it out there’s still a string of saliva attached to my lip. His hand disappears, and I know what’s coming.
“Wait,” I say, the word turning into a moan as his thrusts turn slow and deep. “I don’t think…”
My thoughts scramble with the pleasure.
“Don’t think. Just enjoy.”
It’s not enough lube, I worry, but I almost don’t care.
Suddenly, he pulls his cock out again and presses the head against my ass. A pump of warm liquid coats my asshole, rolling down toward my pussy, and my body tenses.
Did this mother fucker just come before me?
I don’t have time to ask before his rock hard cock is buried inside me again, and the butt plug is kissing my lubricated asshole. He presses against the tight ring of muscle, and I cry out into the blanket, seeing stars as I’m stretched beyond my limit.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I whimper in a pathetic mantra against the bed until the plug pops into place.
Tobias doesn’t slow down or wait to let me adjust. He just grabs my hips and drags me back against him, pounding my pussy into oblivion.
Holy. Fucking. Christ.
