Page 89 of Vameer

Another rip of fabric fills the room. Then Vameer is standing at the foot of the bed. Naked.

I push up onto my elbows.

There is no room for self-consciousness. Not when I’m eye level with his gigantic cock.

My lips part as I try to comprehend the size of him.

Vameer grips his length with one hand and shoves my legs apart with the other.

My hips roll. My body desperate for touch. For him.

But …

“Vameer, I…” He keeps a palm on my inner thigh, holding me open, as he climbs on the bed.

The room behind Vameer blurs.

I can’t focus on anything but him.

He kneels between my legs, looking down at me looking up at him. And he runs his hand up my inner thigh.

I wet my lips. “I want you so bad.”

Vameer growls and starts to lean forward.

I shift onto one elbow so I can reach a hand up.

Vameer stops when it presses against his chest.

“I want you. I feel like I’ll combust if I don’t have you. But…” This feels so stupid to say. But I have to say it anyway. “You’re too big.”

His chest rumbles. Then he leans forward against my touch.

I drop onto my back, lifting my other hand to his chest, next to the first. “Vameer.”

The purring continues against my palms.

Vameer releases his hold on his cock, and it slaps down against my bare pussy.

We both groan as his hands press into the mattress on either side of my head.

Vameer lowers some of his weight onto me. “So wet for me.”

A sound of need leaves me as I tilt my hips. “I have been. Since the cave.”

He moans as he pulls his hips back, and the hot tip of his cock nudges against my entrance.

“I want to do everything to you, Little Human.” Vameer leans his chest closer to mine. “I want to taste every inch of you.” I slide my hands up his chest and curl them over his shoulders. “But right now, I need to be inside you.” He pushes his hips forward, and pressure builds in my core as I stretch around his tip. “And Rune?” I meet his gaze. “It’s going to fit.”

He presses in an inch.

I struggle for breath, clawing at his shoulders, trying to pull him closer, even as my entrance clenches tight around him.

It doesn’t feel like it’s going to fit.

Vameer’s exhale sounds like a hiss. “Relax.”

“I-I’m trying. But it’s too⁠—”