Page 46 of Dark Captivation

He snatched my pants by the waist, working them and my panties off in one go. He lifted me up, resting my butt on the rim of the red pool.

His eyes brightened as he kneeled before me, like a chivalrous knight would a princess. His rough hands parted my legs. His touch was brutal despite his kind eyes. He couldn’t help being a little rough, caring as he was, Malek was still a brutal Demon King.

The feel of his carnivorous eyes on me melted me like ice in the sun. Desire ravaged my body. His tongue parted my folds mercilessly. I gasped as the hot sensation ripped away all logic, replacing it with lust.

His tongue teasingly tapped my clit, exploring it and tasting it.

“Oh gods.” I moaned and it seemed to encourage him as he spread my legs further.

Malek went in for the kill, ravaging the delicate bead with a steady stream of hot licks and flicks. I shuddered as the sensation deepened, threatening to pull me into a chasm of ecstasy so deep I may never resurface.

His thick arms caged my thighs in place so I couldn’t run or hide. Not that I would if I could. Every hungry swipe of his tongue drew me more and more under his spell and rendered me a slave to his dark captivation.

“Does this please you, Bride?” He licked his lips, looking up at me through his sexy long lashes.

“Don’t stop.” I demanded. He bit his lip, pleased before continuing his ferocious licking.

My breath quickened, as I edged dangerously close to climax. Something inside me called out, an entity of pure greed. She demanded more than his tongue. She wanted his cock, and she wanted it fast and hard.

“I want more.” I begged breathlessly, I planted a hand on his head. “I want you inside me.”

“Demon cock isn’t one to be taken lightly, Dearest One. I need to make sure you’re as wet as you can get before…” he drew back to argue.

“Now!” I growled wolfishly and pure amusement was written all over his handsome face.

“Anything for my bride.” He gave a special kind of smile. One that made him look boyish and even more beautiful. His was a beauty that beckoned to me just as much as it hypnotized me. Everything about this man was designed to draw me to him so I’d never want to leave.

One thought infected my mind. The fantasy of Malek snaking down his pants and ramming his demon cock inside of me over and over. And me sinking my teeth into his shoulders to muffle my cries. That is what I craved above all else.

Malek’s pants fell, his boxers going next. His cock sprang free, like a python emerging from the desert.

I sat there in shock. Though I was still a virgin, I had seen a cock before. But this was no wolf cock or even a demi-god cock. This was on an all-new level of big, thick and long.

At almost twelve inches in length and a girth that could make a horse jealous, Malek was absolutely enormous. Five ridges trained above the crown, designed to increase stimulation and overwhelm the g-spot with pure untamed pleasure. The base was thickest, leading up to the pointed head that seemed made for delving deeper than any normal cock could.

It was a darker shade of gray than the rest of him, with a few veins snaking along the impressive shaft.

“Does my size scare my bride?”

I shook my head. “No, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. But this might be a tight fit.” I said dreamily, eyeing his treasure.

“I’m up for the challenge if you are.” He stroked himself once and his cock hardened to a plank’s stiffness.

Drawn to it, I gripped the head, stroking the tip with my thumb. Malek purred like a cat, his eyes brightening with erotic intrigue. If Malek had an on switch, then I’d just unwittingly flipped it.

“Prepare yourself, Bride.” He said through a closed jaw. “I'll be as gentle as I can.”

Taking one of my hips in each of his strong hands, he edged himself between my open legs.

I parted my legs for him further, hoping it would lessen the pain. My entrance clenched tighter in half excitement and half fear.

He nudged my blouse up, tossing it and my bra to the side. My breasts spilled free and he stared at them in awe for a moment. His eyes went glassy as his body went rigid, his face displayed the enthrall of a man who was living his greatest sensual fantasy.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Straining his head down, he sucked on one of my nipples, sending sparks of electric sensations down to my pussy.

I lost myself in a sea of cool sensation as his tongue circled the other nipple. His tongue was like a hurricane, battering my delicate bud with the wetness it didn’t even know it needed.

Without warning, he buried himself inside, feeding me only a few inches. Heat rocked in my core and I choked on my own saliva as pain and thunderous pleasure were set free in me, racing deeper, down into places I didn’t know existed.

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