“Good girl,” he whispered, “Come for me,” he smiled and dropped his head to my soaking core.
He drove his fingers deep inside at the perfect tempo with his mouth, sending me instantly over the cliff he’d been holding me on. My body trembled violently as sweat broke out on the back of my neck, small goose bumps flooding over my skin as my nipples hardened even more if it was possible.
This was why women flocked to the Fae, for this.
I was still coming back down to earth when I felt him pushing against my entrance with something hard and silken. I cried out as he entered me roughly, swiftly, his magnificent cock tearing me apart as he entered using my own release to slide himself inside of me easily. Or it should have been.
He was too big. Pain tore through me instantly, my body tightened against him, trying to expel him from my body. I scratched his sides as I tried to fight against my own pain until I saw his stamped on his beautiful face. He was staring down at me while holding perfectly still as if it was hurting him as much as it was currently scaring and hurting me.
"It hurts," I cried feeling a single tear slide down my face and land on my breast where I was still propped up.
"Try not to move Syn, the pain should lessen in a moment. I didn’t expect you to be this tight. I knew it would be a tight fit, but you fit me like a fucking glove and it’s been too long since you have allowed someone else inside of you."
That was easier said than done since I felt an overwhelming need to move with him inside of me. His hand came down holding my stomach still as he ground his teeth in pain. "You so fucking bloody tight Pet. Your * is stretching for me, adapting to the size. Your * is growing wet to give me more access. Can you feel my cock pulsing inside of you, wanting to move, to fuck your tight wet *?"
My muscles released slightly and it was only then that I realized he wasn’t even half way inside of me yet. "You won't fit," I whispered softly and then winced at his hoarse laugh.
"You want me inside of you Syn and I want to be inside of you. You're strong enough to take me. I’m past the point of no return. I couldn’t stop if I wanted to now. I need to be inside of you Synthia, right now. Relax, wrap your legs around my hips and tilt that pretty soft flesh up and let me show the difference between a boy and man fucking your sleek heat."
I considered saying no, but as he kissed away the tear, catching and trailing soft kisses back to its source, I gave in. It was such a gentle contradiction from the Dark Prince I knew. I rocked my hips, enjoying his grunt of pleasure as I did so. I wrapped my legs around his back with a little help from him and tilted my core giving him a better angle to feed me his cock.
And he did, he pushed further inside with his soft words of encouragement driving all the pain away as he put inch after glorious inch deeper into my core, until I could feel him pushing against my womb with his cock.
"Bloody hell woman, you were made for my cock," he growled as he brought his lips down softly to press against mine, his kiss was hard and driven by his need. I met his pace giving him back everything I had. He started to move his hips slowly and I cried out from the fullness he was creating inside of me, his mouth catching and smothering it.
He pulled away, his eyes locking with mine as he pulled himself out and rammed it in—hard. My body shook with the need to come, to explode and shatter against his silken shaft. My legs trembled from the sensations; nothing in the world could have prepared me for this.
Nothing could prepare anyone for something as beautiful as this dark sensual creature that was between my legs and buried inside of my body. His amber eyes watching as I just felt him moving, his fullness and his touch as he rode me. I forgot to think when he was inside of me. The only thing that mattered was this storm he was creating inside of me.
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Her body consumes me, unlike anything I have ever had before. I'm losing fucking control like a fucking youth in Transition experiencing his first feeding. She's so fucking tight and sweet. I need to move harder, faster. She’s as glorious as I thought she’d be as the need to fuck is overriding her mind. She’s moaning and begging me for more.
God her *, so tight, so fucking gloriously tight and hot in her need. Sleek from her release and another one growing inside of her already. Her pupils dilate, the storm of her body tightening, building. She's a fucking Goddess and she’s mine. The beautiful chaos in her eyes drives me insane.