Page 8 of Princess Avenged

Her eyes squeeze shut, and then open. “Oh. Yes. Yes. Do that again.”

A soft grin spreads on my face, delighted that the sharp, contrasting sensations pleased her, and I pull the ice cube away. If the lighter burned her skin, she’s already healed.

When the flame hits this time, she screams, and then moans when it’s replaced by ice, pulsing her hips.

Again and again, I alternate flame and ice, keeping an eye on the half of her face I can see and marveling at how expressive she is, how her eyes grow hazy as she floats on the bliss of alternating pain and relief.

My cock is so hard now, it might snap if I let it touch her. Freeing it, I run the flame along its underside and swallow my scream.

“Fuck me now,” she cries out. “Please.”

“I’ve got a better idea.” Picking up one of the ice cubes, I stroke it through her folds, and her body jerks in response. A pool of melted red wax has formed at the top of the pillar candle, and I drip some onto her skin, letting it trail down the back of her upper thigh, as I press the ice cube against her opening, so she can feel both hot and cold at once.

Each time the hot wax hits her body, her pussy pulses. This is amazing, but another new idea flashes.

“Can I fuck your ass?” I ask.

“Yes! Please!”

Grinning at her eagerness, I pick up the biggest ice cubes I can find and then push them into her pussy as fast as I can, completely filling her and loving how she reacts to each one I add.

“I thought you were going to fuck me.” Her hips are nearly convulsing now in reaction to the freezing sharp fullness inside her.

“Oh, I plan to.” My fangs spring out, and I tear my wrist, letting the blood fall on her tight pucker. Then I use some to coat my stiff dick.

“Your blood smells so good.” She sighs, her eyes closing as pleasure ripples through her.

I let a few drops of blood trickle into her mouth, as I force even more ice cubes inside her, making her scream.

Then with no preparation, I plow a couple of inches of me into her ass.

Fireworks explode in my brain as her body resists my sharp stab, and I pause for an instant giving her body time to adjust.

“Deeper,” she cries out. “Harder. Please, Flame, don’t be gentle with me. I want it to hurt.”

I suck in a sharp breath, wanting to argue. After the initial entry, I’d planned to ease into her carefully, to wait for her strong muscles to relax and invite me in deeper. But I need to give Ana what she needs. What I need too, if I’m honest with myself. I need to erase my mind. I need to blind myself to everything but Ana’s ass squeezing tightly around my cock. I need to set all the nerves in both of us on fire.

Without warning, I press myself into her small body, thrusting my hips, using all the force I can find.

She cries out in obvious pain, and her body tenses, every muscle trying to keep me out. The not-yet-melted ice cubes slide inside her pussy, cooling her insides and giving her some hard edges against me. I thrust again, then again.

“Yes! Oh, yes! Fuck me just like that!” she shouts, urging me to ignore the pain she must be feeling.

Her blood is mingling with my own, and I realize my abrupt entrance made her bleed.

Paused deep inside her, I groan as her essence absorbs through the thin skin of my cock. And then fire consumes my vision. Every part of me focuses on my throbbing rod, squeezed in the tight vise of her body.

“Please,” she says, her voice muffled by the chaise cushions. “Fuck me as hard and fast as you can.”

I don’t need another invitation. Bracing myself, I give her tiny body everything my much larger one can deliver, spearing her tightness over and over and over. The ice inside her melts, dripping out of her along with her juices.

My vision turns to fire, so does my mind. There is nothing now but her, but us. Nothing but her tightness and heat around my cock.

Slowing my pace for a moment, I reach for the candle. Then I drip wax onto her back, moving down her spine and loving how her body reacts inside and out with each new hot sting, and still, I continue to plow inside her, moving more quickly in her ass than feels wise or safe. I’m unsure whether the noises she’s making indicate pain or pleasure. But I keep an eye on her face. Her mouth is wide, her eyes closed, but her skin is flushed.

“Remember your safe word?”

She nods.

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