Page 46 of The Library

“Tonight was just the beginning, Lilith,” I whisper, leaning down to press my lips against her ear. “I’m going to fuck you in every way imaginable. And when I’m done, you’ll never be able to think about anyone else. You’ll only want me.”

Her breath catches, her body trembling against mine, and I know I’ve already won. She’s mine now, in every way that matters, and tonight was just a preview of what’s to come.

I lean back, smirking as I take in her ruined appearance, my come still on the corners of her mouth, chin, and tits.

I pull her into me more, watching as her breathing quickens, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. She’s trembling now as she starts to cry at the unholy acts I just forced upon her, her body so fucking perfect, ready for me to ruin it in all the ways she never knew she needed.

She’s small, fragile in my hands, and I love how perfectly she fits against me. Her tits press into my chest, her body soft and pliant under my touch, making it hard to resist the urge to bend her over the couch and fuck her like a whore right here. But I won’t—yet. I can’t wait any longer, though. The need to fuck her is too strong.

Leaning down, I brush my lips against her ear and whisper, “I’m going to make you beg for it, Lilith. And when you do, you’ll fucking crawl to me on your hands and knees, desperate.”

She shudders, her breath hitching as my hands slide down her back, lingering at her waist. I can feel her trembling, the tension and need radiating off her. I know she’s a virgin, and after what I just did to her mouth, I’ll give her somethinghalfway gentle. A girl like her might crave to be fucked like a whore, but not tonight. I won’t fuck her like that—not for her first time.

I take her hand, leading her to my bedroom as the opening notes of“i’m yours”by Isabel LaRosa softly begin to fill the air. With a quick swipe on my phone, the music plays through the speakers hidden throughout the house, setting the mood with haunting perfection. She pauses in awe for a moment, looking around the space, the dim lighting and sensual rhythm wrapping around us both. I guide her to the bed, her body responding to every step closer.

Laying her down gently on her back, I can’t help but watch as her eyes widen, taking in every detail of the room—and of me. I pull my shirt over my head, feeling her gaze lock onto me, drinking in the sight of my size, my tattoos, the raw power that radiates off me in waves. It’s like she’s searching for something deeper, like part of her is trying to see into my soul. If I had one.

I drop my jeans and boxers, stepping out of them, and come to lay on top of her, my body covering hers completely. She’s so small—barely 115 pounds—and I’m towering over her, 6 foot 7, 245 pounds of solid muscle. I know what I could do to her, how easily I could break her, and that’s why tonight I’ll be gentle. I don’t want to seriously hurt her. Not yet.

My hands thread through her hair, sliding down to her neck as I kiss her lips. I trail kisses down her jawline, her neck, and onto her perfect breasts. My mouth plays with her nipple, teasing it with my tongue, drawing soft moans from her. She has no idea this will be the only time I’m ever this slow, this gentle with her.

I continue my kisses lower, my hands sliding down her body until I reach her hips. With a swift motion, I hook my fingers into the sides of her black lace thong and slowly peel it down her legs, exposing her completely. I toss it aside, savoring the sightof her bare, glistening pussy. She’s still soaked from earlier, her arousal dripping down her thighs from choking on me, and it sends a surge of heat straight to my cock.

My hand slips between her legs, finding her clit, swollen and sensitive. I rub it in slow circles, watching her body react, before sinking two fingers deep into her slick cunt. She cries out, her body arching toward me, and the sound sends a jolt of need through me. I know I should take my time, savor the moment, but I’m already rock-hard again, and the need to fuck her is unbearable.

I kiss my way down her stomach, my mouth finding her pussy, tasting her again. She’s fucking delicious, and the vibrations of my moan send shock waves through her. Her hands slam into my hair, keeping my mouth locked in place. I grin against her, enjoying the way she’s lost control, completely consumed by me.

It doesn’t take long before she’s coming all over my face, moaning my name.Sebastian. Hearing her say it, scream it, is all I need.

I kiss my way back up her body, feeling the tension in her muscles as I position myself at her entrance. Slowly, I slide my cock into her, inch by inch, stretching her tight virgin pussy. A scream rips through her lips as I bury myself deep inside, and her hands fly to my arms, fingers digging into my skin as she instinctively tries to push me out. But that’s never going to happen. She can try all she wants, but I’m not going anywhere.

I pull out just enough to see my cock glistening with her blood, the sight sending a primal rush through me. The urge to lose control is almost overwhelming, but I keep my pace slow, controlled, as gentle as I can be. I know this is her first time, and I need to ease her into it, even though every nerve in my body is screaming for more.

“Lilith,” I murmur against her ear, my voice thick with desire as I keep thrusting slowly. “I know it hurts, but you’re doing so good, baby. Just breathe.” I talk her through it, keeping her grounded as her body adjusts, knowing she’s starting to lose herself in the overwhelming sensations.

I fuck her like I own her—because I do. Every thrust is deliberate, deep, claiming her in a way that no one else ever will. Her body clenches around me, her pussy tight and dripping as I slam into her over and over again, each time pulling her closer to the edge. She’s crying, breathless, her nails digging into my back as she tries to hold on, but I’m not letting her off that easily. I’m not just fucking her—I’m breaking her down, piece by piece, until she’s nothing but mine.

Her first orgasm rips through her, her body tensing beneath me as she screams out my name, but I don’t stop. I don’t slow down. I pound into her harder, faster, my hands gripping her shoulders, pulling her closer to me as I go deeper. Her legs shake, her whole body trembling from the intensity of it, but I don’t give her a break. I’m relentless, and the sound of her moans, the way she’s falling apart underneath me, only pushes me to fuck her harder.

“You’re mine,” I growl, my lips brushing her ear as I thrust into her. “Every fucking inch of you.”

She whimpers, her eyes glazed over with lust, her body writhing under me as another orgasm tears through her. Her walls clamp down on my cock, tight and wet, and I groan at the feeling, my control slipping. Her screams echo through the room as she shatters again, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, locking me in place as she rides out the pleasure. Tears stream down the sides of her face, mixing with the flush of her cheeks, and I lean down, licking the salty streaks off her skin, savoring the taste of her surrender.

“Such a good girl,” I whisper darkly against her skin, my tongue trailing along her tear-streaked cheek, the satisfaction of her submission only spurring me on. The way her body breaks apart under me is a sight I will never tire of.

But I’m not done. Not even close.

I pull her legs over my shoulders, changing the angle, and I push in deeper, stretching her beyond anything she’s ever felt. Her body arches off the bed, her hands gripping the sheets as I slam into her, relentless and unforgiving. She’s begging now, incoherent, pleading for more, and I give it to her. Every thrust is harder than the last, and I can feel her body giving in, her pussy tightening around me as another orgasm builds inside her.

When she comes again, it’s even more intense than the last, her whole body shaking violently, her cries filling the air. I don’t stop, pushing her through it, dragging out every second of pleasure until she’s trembling, gasping for breath. Her nails rake down my back, cutting into me, her head thrown back in ecstasy, but I keep going, my pace unyielding, determined to take everything from her.

I can feel my own release building, the tension coiling tighter with every thrust, but I hold on, pushing her to another orgasm before I finally let myself go.

She’s barely recovered from the last one when it hits her again, her body jerking beneath me, her eyes rolling back as she screams, completely lost to the pleasure. Her pussy is so fucking tight, squeezing me like she’s trying to milk every drop from me, and it’s more than I can take.

With a growl, I bury myself inside her one last time, filling her completely. No condom. She’s on birth control, and I don’t care about anything else. She’s mine. The feeling of her body wrapped around me, so warm, so wet—it’s everything. My cock throbs as I come inside her, claiming her in the most primal way possible, marking her as mine.

I don’t pull out right away, my body still pressed against hers, my cock still buried deep inside her as I ride out the aftershocks of my orgasm. She’s panting, her body slick with sweat, her legs still trembling as she lies beneath me, completely spent.

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