Page 127 of The Eighth Isle

He sat between them and touched my back, my ass, slipping his fingers inside me, then lowered and bit my ass cheeks until his teeth were imprinted all over my skin. He whispered more of those words in Faeish that I couldn’t understand as he continued up my back, and when he reached my face, he grabbed my hair again and turned my head to the side until he could kiss my lips like he was starving.

“I’m gonna get you ready for me now, baby,” he whispered, lying down on my back, and slowly massaging my entrance with his fingertips. “I’m gonna take my time and I’m gonna make sure it doesn’t hurt, okay?” My answer was a moan—fuck yes,I wanted to say.Do it!“Do you still trust me?” I nodded. “Good girl.” And he bit my jaw. “Just relax. I got you.”

Fuck, I was so excited I laughed a little. “Yes, sir.”

Grey slapped my ass so hard it stung. “Hold on tight.”

He thrust two fingers inside me all the way and kept them there for a while, curving them up, moving so slightly while he massaged my ass with his other hand, and rubbed his thumb over my other hole. I already knew I was going to love every second of it because I was shaking with pleasure even before Grey took his finger out of my pussy, and proceeded higher, the slickness of my juices serving as his lubricant.

He took his time with it, kissing me and massaging me and teasing my pussy as he slipped his finger in my ass at the same time so that I didn’t feel pain at all. Not even for a second.

And I was so damn frustrated because I wanted to feel him in all the way, so I said, “Enough with the teasing, Grey.I order youto fuck me right now.” Otherwise, I was going to go crazy.

Grey paused for a short second. “As you wish, my queen.”

I heard the grin in his voice, and he didn’t hesitate. The next second, he pressed the length of his cock between my ass cheeks and began to tease me with it.

“Raise your ass for me, baby,” he told me, and I did. I raised my hips as far as I could, and he immediately grabbed me and held me there, while with the other hand he guided his cock inside my pussy. He thrust himself in violently, and my face was against the bed so my screams came out muffled.

He filled me inch by inch while he thrust his thumb in my other hole at the same time, stretching me so good. He stayed there for a while, holding me up and fucking me until I began to clench around him again, and he knew I was close.

Grey pulled himself out then and brought the tip of his cock up, pushing me gently, teasing me open, going slowly.

It took him a little while, and it did hurt until he was all the way inside me, growling and moaning that sexy sound. But fuck, it also felt incredible. He gave my body time to adjust to his size, and he really did take his time, even if it cost him. With both hands he held my hips up and moved, coming in and out of me until he slid smoothly, until my screams turned to moans.

Only then did he pick up the speed a little bit. I held onto the leather ties and surrendered myself completely to him, didn’t try to move at all. Like that, it was easy. It was painless.

It was fucking heaven.

He made me come just a few of minutes in, when he reached a hand under me, between my legs, and rubbed my clit in perfect rhythm with his thrusts.Thisorgasm was more explosive than any I’d felt yet. I couldn’t breathe while it wreaked havoc all over my body. I literally drowned in pleasure.

Grey came soon after, pressing his hips to my ass, letting me down on the bed as he lost control of his own body. I felt him to my very core, even if it hurt a little.

When he pulled his cock out of my ass, he lay on my back with his lips on my cheek. I could barely breathe from the weight of him, but I said nothing because I needed him close still. I need him everywhere, because even though the intensity of that fire inside me had faded somewhat, it was still there.

So, I said, “We’re not done yet,” when my heartbeat slowed down a bit.

His lips stretched against my cheek. “Not even close.”

Twenty-Seven

I lookedup at the ceiling, my body still a bit numb from all that fucking. The skin around my wrists was a bit red, too, even though those ties were no longer on me.

We’d stopped.

Finally, after another two orgasms, we’d stopped having sex.

“Something feels…off.” That feeling in my chest, all under my skin—it hadn’t been natural, had it? I’d felt it even in my sleep, and I’d woken up blind to everything else but Grey. Butsex.

And I’d wanted more and more and more…

“She spiked our coffees,” said Grey from my side, and I turned to look at his face. His eyes were half closed as he played with my hair.

“What?” Because I thought he said…

“Mama Si put something in our coffees. Possibly some powerful magical aphrodisiac. The stuff of succubi,” he told me.

My mouth opened and closed, and I turned back to the ceiling. “She can do that?!”

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