“God, please!” I begged, unable to help myself.
He leaned over me, his hands to either side of my head and I sucked in an anxious breath. His lips plundered mine and I opened for him. He kissed me hard, bruising and demanding, capturing me completely within his power.
All at once, his hips slammed forward, his cock spearing me into two and he sucked in my moan of pain. He took every last ounce of my delicious agony and turned it into pleasure so consuming that I couldn’t think
, feel, or experience anything else but what he wanted me to.
And I wanted it all.
His tongue danced with mine and I forgot about anything else in the world other than me and him. In that moment, the world didn’t matter. The only things that did were his touch on my body, his cock in between my legs, and the love the two of us shared.
His cock slammed into me, again and again. My body struggled to accommodate his massive girth and he didn’t pause to allow me to catch my breath. He used me hard and I loved it. Every last aching inch of it.
He punished my pussy with his cock and I welcomed it, adored him for it.
He pulled away from the kiss we had shared and stared down at me. His eyes met mine; I could see the wildness making its way back and I moaned excitedly. Fiery tendrils of a feral animal, a beast with eyes only for me.
He purred softly, and my body went wild. My pussy clenched around his length and he grinned with victory, slamming into me harder than ever as he took what he wanted, and I willingly gave it to him. My hips rocked back and forth, taking him as deep as I could. I screamed with my pleasure, my need growing with every long, hard stroke. I could feel every ridge as I squeezed around him. He pulsed inside me and a strangled sound of pleasure escaped from my throat. One of his hands slithered around my throat, holding it gently and reminding me that he was in complete control of my body and my pleasure.
So strong. So powerful and all mine.
He fucked me even harder. I hadn’t thought that was possible.
I felt my orgasm rising within me. Pleasure like I’d never known coursed through my veins, catching me up in a powerful riptide that I had no chance of escaping. I felt the wave of passion crest within me and I screamed with pleasure, riding his cock for all I was worth. My skin burned, my nerves tingling with fiery desire.
Like a hot knife to butter, I melted. Ecstasy raced through my veins and I keened as he fucked me harder than ever. His dick throbbed, and the secondary tendril of his cock captured my clit. He teased my needy bud with it, forcing my orgasm to rise higher and higher until I was sure I was about to burst into flames.
Fuck. This was so good.
I didn’t ever want to come down and he didn’t let me. One orgasm rolled into the next, white-hot pleasure rolling over me like a powerful tidal wave. All-consuming and utterly delicious.
“Take it, hellcat. Take everything I give you,” he demanded, and I obeyed. I spread my legs wider, rolled my hips harder and screamed louder for him. I was a wild cat and he was the only one who could tame me in that moment.
He stilled, fully inside me and I felt his cock pulse once, and then twice and I knew what was coming. He purred as his cock anchored inside me, fiery tendrils of pleasure connecting me and him as one. This time, I felt the connection deeper than ever and my ecstasy grew to even higher heights. My desire amplified, he came hard within me and my back arched with pleasure. Hot, sticky and I couldn’t get enough.
His seed painted me from within, one blazing spurt after the next marking me as his woman. I took every last bit of it as I came with him. My release compounded into one orgasm after the next. I came so many times I lost count as his suctioned cock teased my clit and his main cock anchored hard within me.
I shook with my pleasure. I trembled as I completely shattered into a million pieces beneath him and he purred, forcing me to come again once more. The suctioned head teased me once again and I moaned low, the pleasure taking over every ounce of my being.
He kissed me then, gazing down at me as I grappled with the power of the pleasure we had shared. His kiss was sweet, yet demanding, his teeth dragging against my lower lip and I whimpered from the dull, painful ache.
When he pulled back, his eyes smoldered softly, but only for me.
“You’re mine, hellcat. I’m never going to let you go.”
“I don’t want you to,” I whispered, with a smile.
“I’m always going to want to fuck you hard, whether you like it or not, because you need it. And you know what, Cosima? You’re going to love every minute of it,” he breathed, his cock still anchoring us firmly together.
I knew he was right. I knew that he would still lose control around me, fuck me hard when his instincts demanded it, and he would use me hard whether I wanted it or not, but I needed it. I wanted a man like him and there wasn’t anyone else who could be with a woman like me. His strength matched mine, completely.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you too, Cosima,” he answered, his smile soft.
And I did. Together, we lay as one and everything felt right. It was perfect, and I couldn’t have asked for anything more. We loved each other, despite everything that had threatened to tear us apart. Together, we’d taken down Saleos and survived through it all.
And now, nothing was ever going to tear us apart.