Page 23 of The Devil's Fire

“You’re five foot nothing, Althaia. You can’t harm me.” I let out a taunting chuckle.

“Five foot two. Those two inches are important.” She scowled, clearly offended that I had failed to include her precious two inches of height.

I almost laughed. She was amusing.

“They won’t make a difference here, piccola.”

Althaia’s eyes narrowed at the pet name.

“We’ll see.”

Althaia raised her leg to knee me, but I was faster and blocked her terrible attempt at an attack.

“Would have hurt if you succeeded. Want to know why?” I asked, and she cocked her head to the side curiously.

I gripped onto her thigh, hiking it up to my hip. I stepped in between her legs and pressed my lower body into her. Her eyes widened when she felt my hard cock against her pussy.

“You don’t know how hard it is to hold myself back.” I grunted in a low voice as I slowly rocked my hips into her. A low moan escaped her lips.

Fuck it.

I lifted her on top of the counter and pressed my lips to hers in a bruising kiss. She responded immediately and moved her incredibly soft lips against mine.

My hand tightened slightly more around her throat as I bit down on her lip and shoved my tongue inside, wanting to taste every single bit of her.

“Spread your legs for me.” I growled out, and she complied without hesitation.

Good girl.

My hand on her thigh found its way to her pussy, and I groaned against her mouth when I felt just how wet she was for me.

I stroked teasingly but never fully penetrated her.

“Are you going to do something, or do I have to find someone else to do the job?” Althaia exhaled sharply in annoyance.

“Fucking brave of you to say that with my hand around your throat.” I snarled and increased the pressure of my grip on her throat.

She gasped and wrapped her fingers around my wrist. Her mouth parted just as I shoved two fingers inside her pussy; domineering and unforgiving, leaving no question of who was in control.

Althaia bit down on her lip, trying not to make a sound but failed so miserably as sweet moans escaped her plump lips while I finger-fucked her.

“Let’s see how hard you come with my fingers only.” I snarled. Her hand dove into my hair, curling tightly as I devoured her lips.

Her tongue slid against mine, making me let out a satisfied grunt. I slid out my fingers before driving back inside. Each time I pulled out and thrust back in, her pussy rewarded me with slicker arousal. And all I could think of was how good she would feel squeezed around my cock.

I groaned.

Althaia took in a sharp breath when I released her throat and exhaled a moan as I played with her clit with my thumb.

“Oh, fuck…” She whimpered.

“Your voice is so pretty when you moan for me.” My voice was deep and husky as I continued to rub circles on her clit.

I was aching. I needed a release so fucking badly, and that dress was not helping. I wanted to tear it off, look at her beautiful body, and taste every single inch of it before fucking her tight pussy with my cock.

Her eyes drooped in pleasure and her head kicked back. My lips descended to her exposed throat feeling the softness of her skin, as I grazed my teeth along her neck before gently sucking on her skin.

“Oh, God…” Althaia shuddered, and her legs trembled. She was close.

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