My inner walls gripped him hungrily, wanting more of him. The wet sounds of our fucking echoed around me and I moaned, curling into him and angling my hips so that his cock delved even deeper into my entrance.
There was a residual murmur of pain, but it only sought to heighten my arousal and he used me. He was rough, his strokes hard and it only fueled to make me want him more. It was as though my body was made for him and then he kissed me even harder, pushing his shaft into me completely.
And then his cock came alive.
His entire length began to gyrate against my inner walls, pulsating against a spot inside me that made me want to soar into the sky. I shuddered in his arms and then he angled his hips so that his pelvis pressed against my clit.
That spot I noticed before began to vibrate against my needy bud, at the very same time that his cock was throbbing hotly against my g-spot. All at once, my body came alive and I screamed with pleasure. And then the head of his cock began to rotate inside me. Hot desire sliced through me again and again as I radiated with need and soon, it all became too much for me to bear.
My orgasm tore through me, ravaging me until I didn’t know up from down anymore. His body held me down and I curled into him, pressing my clit against the vibrating patch on his pelvis. I shattered around him, his thick cock pressed up deep inside me and I moaned. My body tightened around him, taking everything he had to give, every last inch of it.
He gently jerked his hips back and forth as my pussy clamped greedily around him. I felt feverish with need, my body hot and ready for more. It felt as though my blood was boiling in my veins, that my body would smolder from the inside out and it didn’t fade away.
Instead, I hurtled toward a second, more powerful orgasm.
I broke to pieces beneath him, the vibrations and gyrations of his cock too much for me to bear. White-hot pleasure simmered and exploded within me, drowning me in exquisite ecstasy. I wasn’t sure if I would ever surface from it.
When my second orgasm finally faded, I tried to come up for air, but he wouldn’t let me. Instead, his hand tightened around the back of my neck while the other ventured down my side, curling around my hip and holding me firmly in place. He pulled away from kissing me so that he could watch me fall apart beneath him.
I whimpered.
The vibrations didn’t stop. Instead, they seemed to get stronger. Almost as though they were feeding off my sexual energy.
I tried to hold back. I tried to fight the onslaught of pleasure but before I knew it, I was on the edge of a third orgasm and nothing I could do could stop it. Pleasure ravaged me, leaving my body quaking beneath his and I screamed from the intensity of it.
I was burning from the inside out, a veritable inferno that threatened to consume and destroy me into a pile of smoking ashes.
“Please, no more,” I begged, but he didn’t stop, instead he held me tighter. My nails scratched across his back, fighting against him, but he didn’t retreat. He remained focused and determined to make me come again.
Another orgasm took me, followed by the white-hot heat of another. I soon became desperate, frantic for it to stop and I moaned pathetically because of it.
“I want you to come again for me. One more time,” he demanded, his voice strong and sure and suddenly I wanted to please him.
Despite the ache between my legs and the soreness in my clit, I wanted to please him. I wanted to suffer for him, and I wanted to come for him.
His cock throbbed inside me, the shaft gyrating against my inner walls and I wailed as the vibrations continued to torture my clit. My hips rocked back and forth, almost as if they’d found a life of their own and I moaned, holding onto him as I found myself hurtling toward orgasm once more.
I braced myself and then I fell over the edge.
My core seized and my entire body went rigid. At the same time, Bane’s cock throbbed, and I felt each pulse inside me. Then he groaned, the sound low and I felt the hot surge of his seed spurt into my channel. I moaned and lost myself entirely within my pleasure, scorching passionate desire taking me and plunging me into an endless pit of ecstasy.
I threw my head back and pressed my body against his, taking him deeper and feeling his hot cum inside me as I did so. His seed spurted again and again, and it only sought to heighten my own desire even further. I struggled. I fell apart and I drowned in my pleasure.
My entire body quaked, and my eyes rolled back in my head. I closed my eyes and held onto him, just as he held me.
“Come, little human. Come all over my cock,” he whispered, and I shattered.
My orgasm seemed unending, wrenching me apart and tearing me into something new. I gave him my everything and it broke me, but I knew he was there to catch me.
Finally, the last tremors of my release tore through me and I lay there, bare and exposed and vulnerable before him. When my pleasure finally abated, I was left only a shell of my former self and I wondered if I would ever put myself back together again.
He rolled on his side and pulled me with him, his cock still deep inside me and I moaned. Residual aftershocks made me shake in his embrace, but he held me tight in his embrace. His rough fingers traced up and down my back.
“I’m going to put you back together, little human. You’re mine now,” he murmured, and I pressed closer against him.
I wanted him to be right, but I was worried.
I’d aligned myself with dangerous people in the past, and they wouldn’t be so willing to let me go that easily.
I hoped they would forget about me.
I knew they wouldn’t.