“Oh, fuck,” she cries, her muscles tightening until I’m trapped.
Before I know it, she spasms around my fingers, drenching them with her release. My cock aches with each powerful convulsion, wanting to be balls deep inside her tight heat.
Sweet damnation. Just the sound of her pushes me dangerously close to the edge. I grip the base of my cock, cutting off the flow of blood, and don’t release it until her spasms fade, and her breaths return to normal.
“Ah,” she says with a satisfied exhale. “That was amazing.”
“Are you ready for one more?” I ask.
She gapes at me, her eyes wide. “I couldn’t handle another one so soon.”
“Nonsense,” I say with a smirk. “I’m about to show you something you’ll never see in another man.”
ChapterThirty-Four
ALIENOR
Fucking hell.
I’m still gasping and shuddering from the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had, so it takes a few minutes for his words to fully register.
The Boogie Man rises from between my legs, leaving me splayed out on the mattress. Cool air swirls around my exposed pussy, making the muscles clench.
With the moonlight streaming in through the window, lighting the ends of his black hair a bright shade of indigo, he looks like a fallen angel. He gazes down at me through green eyes with an intensity that makes me feel like his prey.
My gaze roves over his handsome features— his regal brow, high cheekbones, and perfectly straight nose. His mouth is wide, with full, down-curving lips that I’m desperate to kiss.
I can’t believe I’ve just been pleasured by a creature that defies beauty. This has to be another dream. Maybe I’m under some kind of sedation, but the tiny tremors still running through my pussy assure me that I’m very much awake.
His chest heaves, accentuating the contours of his pecs. The black markings swirl around his skin like caresses.
“Are you ready for it, sweet Alienor?”
I drop my gaze past his tight abs, to the purpling cock he clenches with his fist. All four heads flare out from the top of his shaft, each of them dangerously swollen.
A boulder of dread falls into my belly, reminding me that he’s at least three times the girth of a crystal dildo. There’s no way I could take something so huge.
“What did you say?” I ask from between panting breaths.
“Are you ready for my cock?”
Self-preservation drifts my knees together.
The Boogie Man’s brows furrow. “Alienor?”
I gulp. “You’re just too big. I’ve never even had a real penis before, and yours will tear me open.”
He places a hand on my knee. A few days ago, I might have flinched at his touch. Now, the feel of his warm palm is comforting.
The Boogie Man lowers himself onto the mattress beside me. At first, I think he’s just going to sit, but he lies at my side and places an arm around my waist.
Is this his attempt at a hug?
“I am well aware of my size, and that I have three more heads than a human male,” he says in a voice that’s both soothing and deep. “You can be assured, on my honor as a gentleman and a king, that nothing I do tonight will bring you any harm.”
“Just for tonight?” I squeak, wondering if this truce will end the moment he climaxes.
His eyes soften, and his lips curl into a soft smile. I turn on my side, so our gazes fully meet.