He crooked a finger in my direction.
I took a tiny step closer until my shins brushed his bloodstained slacks.
“That’s my girl,” he purred.
I lifted one leg and placed my knee on the seat beside his waist and curled a hand around the smooth leather beside his shoulder. My breasts shook, my nipples already peaked from my arousal but getting harder from the chilled air brushing over them.
“You know what you’re doing?” His voice was so dark. God, so deep that I felt it all the way into my core, spearing me like he was already buried inside. “You’re getting my cock all drenched, baby. Fuck.” He leaned in close. “All that honey is covering the tip of my cock and sliding down my length.”
I nodded and moaned as I lowered myself, the crown of his cock brushing along my folds. I bit my lip so I didn’t embarrass myself with obscene sounds and tried to keep my eyes open.
“You want this?” He leaned in another inch and dragged his tongue along the length of my neck, the scruff covering his jaw and cheeks erotically abrading my skin. “You want my big, fat cock stuffing your little pussy full?”
“Ohhh.” I let my head fall back and closed my eyes. “You’re such a dirty bastard.”
He hummed. “You fucking love it.”
Yeah, I really did.
He dragged his fangs along the side of my throat, and I shivered. I tried to impale myself on him, but his hand on my waist stopped me. “I’m the one with the control, princess. You need to remember that shit.”
“Do it,” I begged shamelessly.
“Put me inside you, princess, and I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll be so sore tomorrow but still begging for more.”
I didn’t hesitate as I lifted my head, looked him in the eyes, and reached between our bodies to grip his girthy cock and place the thick crest of his shaft at my pussy hole. I loved that my fingers couldn’t touch as I wrapped my palm around him.
He buried his face in the crook of my neck, and I slid down on him in one hard, fast motion. I moaned, and he barked out a rumbling sound against the side of my throat.
“Jesus Christ. Oh fuck, Kayla. That’s it. You’re doing so good taking all of me, just opening up and stretching nice and wide for my big dick.”
For a second all we did was stay in that position, him buried deep inside of me, neither one of us moving.
“I know it hurts, but you like it,” he growled. “And it’ll only hurt more once I really start fucking you. But you want that, don’t you?”
I moaned out my admission. “I need—”
“I know what you need.” And he finished that thought by biting me viciously.
It hurt so good. So good.
He sank his fangs in deep, which had me coming without any friction, my inner walls clamping around him, fluttering against the hard penetration so tightly he grunted and squeezed my hip. I knew there would be bruises.
I welcomed them.
It was as if the animal had broken free from him by knowing I came, because it was only a second later that he grabbed the other side of my waist and started lifting me up before slamming me back down, over and over again, skin slapping against wet skin.
“Yeah,” he hummed. “So good and tight. So fucking tight you’re strangling my cock.” It was a hard, rough fucking, my breasts bouncing, the feeling of him almost coming out of my body a millisecond before he pulled me back down a special kind of erotic agony.
I curled both hands on the seat, braced my knees firmly on either side of him, and just held on as he used me. And Lord have mercy did he use me. Adryan pulled me down at the same time he thrust up, tunneling in and out, my pussy so wet I should have been humiliated at the sloppy sounds of him fucking me.
The snarls and growls leaving him turned me on even more. I pulled back so I could look at his face, his visage terrifying in the most attractive way. If I had any doubt in my mind this man wasn’t human, that was completely obliterated as I stared at his face.
Red glowing eyes. Lips slightly opened because his fangs were so big he couldn’t close his mouth fully. Bone structure seeming stark and severe and not entirely human.
My orgasm exploded inside me. I came just from the sight of him and dug my nails into the leather as I cried out, not caring if the pilot heard, in fact knowing he did.
Adryan cursed. “Gods, you feel so fucking good.”
Just as the pleasure started to taper off, he wrapped his arms around me, stood, and before I knew what was happening, his cock was out of me, and I was spun around and bent over the chair. He forcefully kicked my legs apart, pushed me forward so I lost my balance and was forced to kneel on the chair once more.