Page 36 of Cruel Devil

And I need her.

“I’m almost there, Angel.”

“Need. More,” she mutters through her teeth. She tugs on her hands, trying to get them out of my grip, but that only makes me tighten them.

“Then I guess I win.”

She whimpers when I slip my thumb inside her asshole, her eyes flying open. I force myself as deep inside her as I can go, and stay buried inside, moving only an inch or two as I fuck her asshole with my finger.

“Fuck,” she breathes, looking confused. “Fuck!”

“There she is,” I murmur, giving her a faint smile. “How’s that feel?”

“Fuck!” Her head pushes back into the pillow. “Harder!”

I give her what she wants, because that’s how this curse works.

My thumb pumps in and out of her asshole, timed with deep, hard thrusts of my cock. It’s barely a few seconds before her muscles clench my cock and thumb like a fist.

“Savage! Fuck!”

I bury my head into the side of her neck as her body goes rigid. “Jesus, I can feel how hard you’re coming,”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she wails, her body spasming under me as she rides out her orgasm. It’s all I can do to keep myself inside her. I kiss her, my lips capturing every sound, every breath, every tremble from her mouth.

“Let me come inside you,” I murmur against her lips.

“No, Caesar, please,” she breathes, frantic. “Don’t.”

She couldn’t have stopped me, I know that. And fuck, how badly I want to fill this woman with my seed. I’ve wanted it since the day she broke my fucking nose.

What the hell does that say about me?

She tugs on her hands again, and I release her because the competition is over.

She won. I lost.

Seems to be a recurring theme between us.

But instead of going for her clit, maybe getting off again, she gently grabs my balls and guides me out of her pussy. Keeping one hand on the base of my cock, and the other cupping my scrotum, she draws me up the bed and comes to sit against the headboard.

I hiss when she licks the tip of my cock, her eyes locked with mine as she swirls her tongue around.

“You can come here, Papi.” She opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue.

“Jesus.” I feel like a fucking teenager, fumbling with my dick as I press my other hand flat against the wall above the headboard.

Nyx waits patiently, tongue out, mouth open.

I let out a groan as I feed my cock between those gleaming pink lips. The wetness and warmth of her mouth is instant, and sends a hard shudder of pleasure through me.

She reaches up to massage my balls as I start fucking her face, my hand sliding into her hair to keep her head in place so I don’t give her a concussion against the headboard.

I don’t last five minutes.

Her pussy only takes so much of my cock. But I can go all the way down her fucking throat.

And I do. Repeatedly.

---