Page 173 of I Will Break You

“If you want my cock, you’re going to lick those fingers clean.” I bring them to her lips.

She sucks on them so hard that my knees buckle. I want to throw her onto her knees and fuck her mouth. Come so deeply down her throat that her breath is forever tainted by my cum. I shove aside that thought for now and focus on her ass.

Her walls spasm around my fingers, seeming eager to be stretched. Pulling out, I unfasten my fly and extract my cock. Even though it streams enough precum to lubricate the slide, I coat my shaft with more of her collagen cream.

“You ready for me, little ghost?” I ask, trying to keep my voice even as I line up my crown with her virgin pucker.

“Yes,”

I press forward, pushing through the ring of muscle once more. Her body gives way, sucking me into her tight, hot heat.

She gasps, her frame stiffening, her muscles clamping so hard around my shaft that it takes every ounce of self-control not to push deeper. She’s too fragile. Too precious. I won’t add to her trauma by pushing her body too far.

Gritting my teeth, I wrap an arm around her waist and hold her close. “You feel so fucking good,” I say, my lips grazing her ear. “But I need you to relax.”

She gives me a shaky nod. “A-Alright.”

The frantic beat of her heart against mine matches the rhythm of the muscles squeezing my cock. Every pulse draws me deeper, nearly driving me insane.

I’ve never felt so close to another human. Never opened my heart and soul. Our videos, letters, and daily conversations have etched this woman into my psyche. She might have more faces than a pack of playing cards, and there’s no guarantee that anything between us was ever real, but nobody else matches me so completely.

Muscles relaxing, she bows her head, and I push further into her tight heat. Lowering my lips to the juncture of her neck, I nip at her soft flesh.

“If I had fangs, I would claim you. Inject your veins with venom and forever mark you as mine.”

I draw back, feeling her sphincter muscles tighten around my shaft, trying to keep me in. As my cock head stretches her hole, I snap my hips and reenter her to the hilt.

“Oh, God!” she cries.

“That’s right, little ghost, but I prefer Xero.”

I build up a rhythm of slow, deep thrusts that elicit throaty moans. Her grip around my cock is so tight it borders on painful. Fucking her ass is intimate, raw, intense. A paradise I never knew existed.

My hand slips from her waist and over to the dildo I left on the dressing table. Picking it up, I guide it to her wet pussy.

“You’re going to take my cock and my dildo,” I murmur against her neck. “Can you do that for me, little ghost?”

She gasps, her body quivering with anticipation. “Oh, fuck.”

“That’s right. I’m going to fill your ass until it feels like I’m hitting the back of your throat. Then I’ll slide a silicone replica of my cock into your sweet pussy and make you speak in tongues.”

“Please,” she says through clenched teeth. “Do it.”

At her words, the last vestiges of my self-control snaps, and I give into our shared fantasy. I push the dildo deep into her pussy, timing it with my thrust.

Her back arches, and she releases a choked moan. “Xero.”

“Two cocks, little ghost,” I say, my voice thick with arousal. “That’s my greedy little slut.”

I quicken the pace, taking her harder, deeper, the dual cocks moving in sync. She squirms against my chest, gasping and moaning my name.

Her juices seep down, coating both my fingers and the base of the dildo. She releases the shelf and digs her fingernails into the hand wrapped around her waist.

“Good girl,” I growl against the shell of her ear. “You’re taking my cocks so well.”

Her body trembles, and her cries become erratic as I pound into those tight holes, driving us closer to the edge.

“You like that, don’t you?” I growl into her ear. “I wish I’d brought another dildo to fill your mouth.”

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