Page 82 of The Sorrow of Shadows

“Oh gods, don’t stop, Breyla. Look at you taking my cock like such a good girl.”

I increase my pace, occasionally letting my teeth graze him, since I know he too likes his pleasure laced with pain.

I take him to the back of my throat, swallowing as much of him as I can fit, and tears roll down my face from the size. At the sight of my tears he snaps, losing all restraint.

He fists my hair and uses it to guide me up and down his cock, setting a punishingly sweet pace that has more tears falling and my jaw aching.

The next moment he pulls me back, removing himself from my mouth.

“I’m about to come, but I need to feel your pussy wrapped around me first.”

He sits down, leaning against one of the tree branches that forms a wall behind him. He pulls me to him, not bothering to remove my dress, just pulling the skirt to the side. I straddle his lap as he runs a hand up my thigh to move my undergarments to the side.

“You’ve been bare this whole time?” he asks, eyes wide.

I nod and roll myhips against him.

“Fuck, the ways you find to torture me. Sit. Now. Ride my cock, Princess.”

I obey, happily sliding onto his waiting cock. We groan in unison at the connection. I take a moment to adjust to his size at this angle.

“I swear to the gods, Princess, start moving or I will throw you on your back and fuck you until it hurts.”

His command has me moving, rolling and grinding my hips against him. This position has his dick easily hitting that spot inside me that sends pleasure to every inch of my body.

I switch from rolling to an up and down motion, and Aurelius thrusts his hips from below to meet me. I’m bouncing in his lap, my breasts perfectly level with his mouth as he sucks one.

He circles my hard nipple with his tongue, then lightly bites, quickly lapping away the sting with his tongue.

“Fuck, Aurelius. I feel so fucking full. It’s hard to even breathe,” I gasp out.

“Shit, Princess. You can’t say those things when I’m buried in you. You’re going to make me finish before either of us is ready.”

“Come for me, Aurelius,” I beg, rolling my hips again.

He wraps his hands around my hips so tightly I know there will be bruises. He directs my hips against his own, hitting that earth-shattering spot inside me again and again. He slips one breast back into his mouth and moves one hand to my clit, rubbing fast circles over it.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Don’t stop, I’m so close,” I whimper, delirious with the pleasure he provides me.

Refusing to release my breast, he doesn’t respond. Instead, he bites down harder on my nipple, making me scream.

I feel my body tightening with the impending orgasm as I rock my hips faster and faster against him. I chase my own pleasure as I ride him relentlessly.

Finally, right before I tip over the edge, I feel his other handcircle to my back, and he slips a single finger into the wetness between us, coating his finger. Then I feel his finger slide right into my puckered hole and I can’t help but scream my release as he gently works it in and out. The foreign feeling stings slightly but isn’t unwelcome. I feel even fuller than I thought possible, and it causes euphoria to take over my body.

I’m panting as I come down from my release, finding him grinning like the cat that got the cream.

“I knew you liked it rough, Princess, but who knew you were so fucking filthy. I can’t wait to explore that little turn-on more.”

Even though I’ve just come, his words spark new arousal in me.

“That was unexpected,” I pant. “That might be the hardest I’ve ever come.”

His eyes sparkle with delight. “Then I can’t fucking wait to have my dick in that tight little ass. Gods, the way you would feel wrapped around me, clenching down on me.”

I moan at the mental picture he paints for me, throwing my head back.

“Oh shit, my filthy little demon likes that, doesn’t she?” He leans in and nibbles my neck.

---