Page 91 of Villainous Greed

I wanted to taste his relief on my tongue.

“Fuck, yes,” he murmured as he swelled.

Hot cum smacked the back of my throat and filled my mouth. Something about his scent and his taste was too much. My core tightened and fluttered as I ached. More than anything, I wanted to experience the fullness I desired.

I released him from my mouth and whimpered, “August.”

“Don’t worry. I’m going to be inside you soon,” he mumbled, lifting my chin and kissing me fervently. “I’m going to use my fingers first.”

“Why?” I whined. “Just do it. Isn’t this what you’ve wanted?”

“Yes, but it might hurt a little the first time. I just need our first time to be pleasurable for you. The things you’ve seen—”

“It’s all right,” I said, caressing his cheek. “Every time I denied wanting this with you was out of anger. Once I stopped ignoring what my soul wanted, giving into my desire has been easy with you. You don’t have to tiptoe with me. If I didn’t want to do this, you’d know it. I would have blown off your other arm.”

He smiled, shaking his head. “I’m doing this the right way.”

I grumbled, “Fine.”

My frustration vanished when August pushed me back onto the mattress and opened my thighs. I couldn’t help but cry out as he buried his face there, engaging in licking and sucking. Therewas a fluttering sensation in my stomach. The experience was amazing but didn’t ease the empty ache clenching my insides. I tugged at his hair, attempting to push his face further into my warm skin.

He stopped licking and gently spread my folds, using his fingers. His gaze made me feel exposed. When he brought his head closer and sucked my clit once more, he penetrated me with a finger.Hades. I felt my body pulsing around the digit. My stomach tightened and heated. I was on the verge, so when he curled his finger, I arched off the bed and let out a cry as my pleasure crashed over me.

My mate gave me no reprieve.He inserted another finger and moved them independently, back and forth. As he stretched me, a slight discomfort emerged, but ecstasy overshadowed it and burned through me again.

“You’re completely wet,” he murmured as he flicked his tongue over my clit.

My legs jittered, and my mouth parted. I reached a peak again, shattering into bliss as I convulsed around his fingers. Removing his digits, August’s eyes blazed with carnal pleasure as he licked my wetness from his fingers. He kissed his way up my trembling stomach and sucked on each breast until he reached my face. Desire blackened his eyes, and his cheeks were flush. My chest warmed at the sight.

Wrapping my hands around his neck, I embraced him tightly. Despite my efforts,he remained immovable, refusing to release his weight onto me like I wanted. He appeared satisfied as he gazed down at me. As his hand slipped between us, pleasure surged in my stomach when I felt him positioning himself at my entrance.

I held my breath and waited. My face heated as the tip pressed against me.

“Tell me to stop if it’s too much,” he whispered as he eased forward.

No way I would tell him to stop.

The pain came on immediately, like a pinch. There seemed to be so much of him filling me, and it was painful. With a slow and gentle motion, he entered me and expanded, filling me up. He was everything I wished for, and I longed for more of his presence. Sometimes, the path to good things in life involved experiencing pain. As I held him tighter, August fell into my arms. The sensation of his weight against my breasts was pure perfection.

I tried my best to wrap my legs around him. Simultaneously, we both groaned as he plunged deeper. Pleasure flowed through my skin as the pain took on an extraordinary form. I experienced a strong feeling of contentment and being full. August stayed buried within me, as if patiently waiting for my body to adjust to his length. I squeezed tightly around him, causing him to jerk forcefully inside me.

Oh, Hades. How could I not want August inside me? To share our feelings in such a way?

I moaned as August pulled out and surged inside me. “Do that again.”

“Mm. We fit good, don’t we?” August kissed my chin as he thrust. “Fuck.”

With every plunge August made into me, my stomach tightened, and my core fluttered and squeezed. From the moment August shared his soul, he became ingrained in myown. At that moment, I realized he offered another part of himself. He would never give his body to anyone else.

“I’m yours,” he thought.

“Yes.” I kissed him. Desire made my toes curl and my clit throb.

Dragging his lips off mine, he met my gaze and groaned. “You’re tightening.”

I froze. “I’m hurting you?”

“No. You’re everything. We’re a perfect fit. I’m going to have to put a mirror in front of us next time and show you.”

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