Page 11 of Stolen By the Necromancer

Running my tongue along my lips, I smiled, continuing to stroke him as pre-cum escaped the tip and ran down the back of my hand.“You haven’t seen every inch yet.”

Chuckling, he dipped his head, brushing his lips across mine.“Is that an invitation? Are you willing to surrender yourself to me,Genevieve?”

More than twenty years of saving myself for the right person and the right moment. As I looked up into Nero’s eyes, itcouldn’t feel any more right.“Every inch is yours.”

“Baby, I’vebeen dying to hear those words from your mouth.” Stepping out of his pants and underwear, he kicked them to the side. Grasping the hem of his shirt, he pulled it up and over his head, tossing it to the floor, revealing a perfectly sculpted, lean body.

Releasing his dick, I slid from the table, slipped my dress from my shoulders and then let it drop to the floor, surprising myself at my brazen behavior.

Reaching behind me, he unclipped my bra and it quickly joined the growing pile of clothing. Slipping an arm under my legs and around my back, he lifted me up and held me tight to his chest.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I held tight as he carried me up the winding staircase to the second floor. At the end of the hallway was his bedroom. Opening the door, he carried me over the threshold and into the bedroom.

Tossing me onto the center of the bed, I giggled as I bounced on the soft mattress. Reaching out, I grabbed a handful of the rose petals he’d scattered across the bedspread.“I assume this was done for me?”

He flashed me a cocky grin.“Let’s just say, I was prepared for all outcomes.”

Leaping onto the bed, he settled himself between my legs, his lips capturing mine as he rocked his hips against mine, his cock rubbing against my mound and fuelling the fire within me.

Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pulled him closer to me, yearning for him to connect us in a way that I’d never experienced before. As the head of his dick pressed at my entrance I momentarily froze, breaking off the kiss.

This was happening so quick.

Frowning, his body stilled over mine.“What’s wrong?”

“This is really happening.”

“Only if you want it to.”

“I’venever…”

His frown faded and a reassuring smile appeared.“I know.”

“And I don’t want you to think that—”

As if reading my mind, he said,“I don’t.”

This felt so right. I barely knew him and it made no sense, but it seemed that this was meant to be. That my body had been waiting for him my entire life. How else could I explain the intense attraction to him? It was an intensity that I’d never felt with anyone else.

“I want you,” I whispered.

His mouth came crashing down onto mine, his tongue slipping past my lips in search of mine.

As our tongues danced, his hips began to rock against me, the head of his cock once more settling at the entrance of my pussy. My hands slipped to his shoulders, my fingers caressing the contours of defined muscle.

His lips began traveling from my lips to my neck, his teeth biting into the flesh. I cried out as a spike of pleasure surged down my spine, intensifying the need between my legs. Tilting my pelvis, I pushed up and against the head of his dick, his dick breaching my entrance.

My fingernails dug into his shoulders as his cock slowly plunged deeper into me, stretching my never-before breached pussy.

“Holy fuck, so tight. So damn good.” He growled as he pulled out and plunged deeper into me.

Pain surged through me. Crying out, my nails dug into his shoulders leaving deep crescent shapes in their wake. But the pain was quickly replaced with pleasure as my pussy stretched to accommodate him. Within minutes the pain was long forgotten as I became swept up in the ecstasy he was providing me.

“You feel so good,” I whimpered between gasps.

He grunted in return, his thrusts becoming more forceful.

Wrapping my legs around his waist a little tighter, I began to rock with him. Our bodies found a rhythm, working in sync as if made for each other.

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