Page 45 of Hers to Rule

She moved slowly back onto his fingers, shuddering as she stretched around them. She rocked her hips forward and back, her breaths starting to come faster as she fucked herself on his fingers. In the mirror, she watched him undo his pants and take out his cock with his free hand. Her magic flared when he stroked himself a few times to the same slow rhythm of her hips while she watched.

“Don’t you dare come. You’re going to work for this one.” He grabbed the back of her neck and slid his cock into her pussy on a frustratingly slow glide that just about set her ablaze.

Her toes curled as she lifted her hips to meet him. She moaned, long and low, as he filled her. Her magic churned within her, an impatient fire that threatened to consume her.

“Good. Need to get my cock nice and slick before I slide it in your ass.”

Mari watched the torturously slow fucking in the mirror as he pulled her over his rigid length, making sure she felt every inch of him. She arched her back and tilted her hips to entice him, hoping to chip away some of his steely control, but he never wavered.

His rumble of approval vibrated through her. “That’s right. You’re going to take it just like that.”

Cisco tightened his grip on her neck and withdrew. He dragged the slippery head of his cock over her asshole a few times before pushing inside. She gasped at the sudden sensation, so much more intense than his fingers had been. Her magic tumbled inside her, tense and untethered. He gave her a moment to adjust, caressing her neck with a gentle touch as she drew a few shuddering breaths.

When he felt her relax, he grinned at her in the mirror, showing his fangs. “Just like before. Slow and dirty.” He pushed forward a fraction of an inch and waited for her to respond.

She angled her hips up and back. She couldn’t move much the way he held her, except to take his cock exactly as he wanted her to. Being held almost immobile except for the one scandalous movement he allowed made it so much hotter. She watched him enjoying the show of her writhing along his cock in the mirror. He sat back on his heels slightly so that she had to struggle to take as much of him as she needed, her muscles straining to reach that scant inch higher where she would engulf his ridges and the pressure and friction would be perfect. Power and desire thrummed inside her, climbing higher with every stroke.

“Saints. You are the most perfect fucking vision right now,” he murmured. “Can you come like this?”

She settled into the repetitive movement of her hips, feeling the places of tension and flexion in her body. The position was just slightly too uncomfortable, too strained. And so fucking filthy she almost couldn’t stand it. “I don’t think so.”

“Good,” he purred. “Because if you squeezed my dick right now, I would definitely lose it, and I want to enjoy this for a while.”

She felt him shift behind her and watched him pull a small bottle of lube from his pocket. He squirted it over his cock between strokes.

When he was satisfied with the application, he smoothed both hands over her ass, kneading with his fingers in time with her motion. “That’s right, Mariana. Nice and slow. Really make me feel it.” He used his grip to coax her hips a bit higher, steepening the angle until she was panting harshly from the effort and the tightness of the need that coiled in her belly. She took the first ridge easily with the added lubrication, a groan shuddering through her as her body was stretched even more.

She lost herself utterly in the movement and the sensation; there was nothing but endless friction and heat setting every nerve ablaze. The room filled with the wanton sounds rising from her throat and echoing back at her.

“Can’t wait to watch you squirming in your chair at your desk tonight as you remember how deep you fucked yourself on my dick,” Cisco said, low and dirty.

Her hips stuttered for the first time, and he guided her with his hands to finish the stroke. She sighed softly, nearly sobbing. “Please.”

He made a considering noise as he coaxed her hips forward with a playful shove before pulling her onto his cock again, over the second ridge, purring deep in his chest. The slow drag made the sensations so much more intense that she nearly lost her mind. “Not yet.”

She whimpered in frustration as he pushed her slowly forward and back again. Several agonizing strokes later, he tightened his fingers around her hips as he pulled her back fully onto his cock. He rocked her over that last, largest inch of his cock over and over until she moaned helplessly at the decadence of the stretch.

“Ask for exactly what you want.”

She swallowed harshly, trying to put words together in a filthy enough arrangement that he might approve of. “I want your cock so deep in my ass that I can’t do anything but come.”

“Not bad.” Cisco chuckled. “I’m going to take pity on you and let you come, but only because I want to take some time to feel you up properly in the shower.”

She moaned with relief when he pushed forward to impale her fully on his cock. He wrapped one arm around her hip and rested his palm against her pelvis, lifting her up against him more firmly and not giving her an inch of space to move. He felt immense at this angle, stretching her obscenely.

Cisco curled his fingers so they barely grazed over her clit, toying with the piercing there as his tail wrapped around her hip and sunk inside her eager cunt. Then he started to bump her with his hips, pressing her forward to impale her fully on his tail. It was almost too much. The friction was incredible as he barely nudged her hips. She squirmed in his grip, trying to get the tiny sliver more that she needed, but there was nowhere to go, and she had no leverage. He held her there for what seemed an eternity, dangling her over the precipice of a drop so steep she had no idea what lay at the bottom. He tugged the piercing in her clit ever so gently as he rocked her hips. Her muscles quivered around his cock and his tail. Her magic strained, clawing for a way out but finding none.

Finally, when it suited him, he pulled back and fucked her harder, driving into her and applying more pressure to her clit. At the same time, his tail sought that spot inside her that always made her squirm. She cried out in response to his harsher touch. Every muscle tensed at once, and then she shattered.

The violence of her release made her entire body shudder as she clenched around his cock and tail at the same time. He growled as he found his own climax, spurred by the concussive wave of power that had lashed out from her.

Mari’s ears rang so loudly she couldn’t hear her own breath, though she felt the trembling passage of it in her aching throat. She hung limp in his grip, every drop of strength gone.

He stirred long before she was ready to move, his lips brushing the back of her neck in a gentle kiss before he withdrew from her, leaving her feeling empty. She moaned helplessly and collapsed against the bed, too wrung out to even consider getting up.

Cisco bundled her up in his arms and carried her to the shower. He cleaned her meticulously, and then, as promised, he spent a good long time teasing every sore and well-used crevice of her body with his fingers and his mouth as the hot water ran over her.

Chapter 15

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