When he suddenly stops, I groan in frustration while my body protests by clenching whatever is still deeply inside me. It makes Zander take a deep breath while he chuckles dangerously low.
“Who’s your god, Dolcezza?” He cunningly questions, as if he doesn’t know he’s the one in control of this wild experience.
“You already know,” I pant while I dare wiggle my ass. “Fuck, Zander, I’m so close.”
“Oh no, baby. I need to witness this god coming down from wherever you think he is and give you the best orgasm you’ll experience.” He tugs my hair back with his hand, then whispers into my ear. “Now, Eva. Who’s your fucking god?”
“You!” I whimper desperately. I need to cum. My body is begging for it.
“Who am I?”
“Zayn Fucking Benedict!”
He laughs menacingly.
“The lethal mastermind who’s going to make you cum so hard, you’ll see fucking stars.”
My reply is a sharp intake of breath as he begins moving, but in one solid movement, his cock sinks in and out of me while his finger follows the same rhythm.
“Fuck yes,” I moan and brace for the inevitable. Zander begins to move faster, as if he’s been holding himself off for this very moment.
My body quivers, my breasts bouncing with the movement as I fight to stay in place despite the fierce, deep thrusts. My pussy is clenching so tightly every chance it gets Zander’s pierced thickness, and his thumb continues to plunge into my asshole.
So many sensations and overwhelming emotions hitting me all at once.
“Z-Z-Zayn.” That’s the only warning I can muster with my raspy voice because my climax is hitting its final breaking point, and I don’t think I can rail it in any longer.
“A few seconds,” Zander urges as he sinks into me.
I don’t think the pleasure could be any more mind-consuming, but when he uses his body’s weight to push my top half down into the sheets and lifts my backside up, hitting that sinful G-spot, it has me screaming as I desperately try to stop myself from cumming.
“That’s it,” he praises when I don’t fall prey to his sudden move. “That’s my Ruthless Queen. Now, come for me. Cum for your Ruthless King. Your fucking god!”
“Ah!” I’m sent over the edge and into a realm of euphoria, my pussy strangling the source of this bliss from both ends. Hearing Zayn cry out as he hits his peak only further empowers me. That I’m the source of his pleasure while he releases his load.
My body feels like jelly while my mind has ascended elsewhere. I can’t explain it as a blanket of complete satisfaction washes over me. It’s so comforting, it could be why I barely feel Zander’s touch.
“Dolcezza, you have to take this.”
I don’t even know what he’s talking about. The best I can do is let out some sort of sound while I’m back to drifting off. I feel his lips against my lips, and the touch is comforting.
“Sweet Eva.” I hear him again, my head being lifted farther up. I feel there’s no point in replying, but I sense his lips press against mine, and the sensation of water going down my throat is enough to leave me slightly curious.
I barely open my eyes as Zander breaks the kiss, those haunting green eyes proving how far we’ve come.In whatever this is.I want to tell him that he should ditch those contacts and just show his real beautiful eyes on the regular, but I know that’s off-topic of what really needs to be said.
Our agreement.
“A-lli-ance.” I manage to get the word out. My voice sounds almost droopy. That’s how I feel now that I’m coming down from this high. It could be why my vision is blurry and why I’m struggling to stay awake. I must be far too tired, which is expected with all the madness we just conducted without a break, but I don’t want us to not finish what we started.
“Where?” That is all he asks while he presses that special spot.
I already know where he wants to put his next mark on my flesh.
Which is why he’s asking where I want his.
The craziest thing comes to my mind.
So fucking insane that I barely get a giggle out of me.