Page 66 of A Dagger of Twisted Starlight

“That’s it. Look at how your body takes me. Fuck, I can feel you asking for more.”

His tone—low like the growl of a hungry lion—made my toes curl. He was right. My body was needing more. I opened for him, all of the tension disappearing from every inch of me.

He teased my entrance with another finger. “Think you can take two?”

“Let’s see,” I said, smiling as he chuckled behind me. I was fully at ease with him in this moment. There was nowhere else I’d rather be, no one else I’d rather be with. This was one of those nights that had been etched in the stars. The kind of nights that only seemed to happen in the movies, when everything suddenly shifts for the hero and the world gives them all that they asked for.

His other finger pushed in, adding a surprising dose of pleasure instead of pain. There was still a stretch, but it didn’t make my eyes pop open or my hips squirm away. I let him explore me, my cock leaking and throbbing underneath me. I could hear the sounds of him jerking off behind me, the slick rub of oiled skin on skin.

I hadn’t realized it was possible to be this turned on. Fuuuuuck.

I lifted my head and looked over my shoulder. Xavier had his golden gaze pinned on my ass, watching himself play with me. He had his thick cock in his other hand. “I think I’m ready,” I said in barely more than a whimper.

“I think so too,” he said. He pulled his fingers out,leaving me wishing he hadn’t. “Turn over, baby. I want to look into your eyes when I take your virginity.”

His words nearly pushed me to orgasm. I was already so damn close to the edge. I rolled onto my back, not even wanting to touch my overly sensitive cock. A single stroke and I would have blown.

“Fuck, I want to devour every inch of you,” he said, moving up on the bed, rubbing both my legs. “Here, use this pillow. It’ll help.” He reached over me and grabbed an extra pillow, sliding it underneath my lower back. “Are you okay without condoms?”

“Yes,” I said. I’d been anticipating this moment, so I had already gotten tested and started on PrEP. My brain and hormones may have been scrambled, but safety was always first.

I let him manipulate my body however he wanted. All the nerves and anxiety I’d been feeling about this moment were completely gone. The warm light of the bedroom made the gold scales around his wrist glisten as he grabbed my legs and lifted them onto his shoulders.

His eyes locked on mine. He lined himself up. I took a deep breath. His cock was way bigger than just two fingers, but he’d already worked me up so much that I wasn’t scared of taking it. Iwantedit.

And I was going to have it.

He started to push in, using a free hand to guide himself. I wrapped my legs around him, angling myself so he had an easy time getting in.

The head of his cock slipped in. My jaw dropped, eyebrows jerking halfway up my head. My legs got tighter around hisneck. It didn’t exactly hurt, but it wasn’t as easy as his fingers had been just a few moments ago.

“That feel good, baby?”

I nodded. Words wouldn’t form. Thoughts barely formed. Xavier was all I could focus on.

“That’s it, take it.” He pushed in a little deeper. The burn started to increase, but so did the pleasure. And he was going slow, which helped my body adjust.

“Almost down to my balls. Fuck, baby.”

“It feels really fucking good.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmm.”

“Good,” he said, rocking his hips and causing me to shout in pleasure as he sunk all the way in.

There. That was it. Nothing to be scared about. Only bliss. Only pleasure.

Only us.

I touched his chest, my fingers gliding over his hard nipples as he kept himself buried inside me. He leaned down, devilish grin on his face. His lips met mine, crashing in a passionate kiss. The world spun. He started to pull back before thrusting in again. And again. Slow, smooth, deep strokes. I gasped with each one, my fingers threaded through his curls, holding his lips against mine. He kept going, increasing the pace.

More and more. Faster. Harder.

Holy fuck. It felt beyond amazing. At a certain point, there was zero discomfort left, only room for eye-rolling pleasure.

He pulled back, stretching my legs. He held them by the ankles and started to fuck me hard. My eyes opened wide. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in his largebedroom. It mixed with the cries that slipped from my mouth. I hoped no one walked by because there’d be no way I could keep silent. Not with the sensations that rocked through me, making my balls tighter and tighter by the second.

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