Page 37 of Ruin

Holding her gaze, he bent slowly, savoring the anticipation, and wrapped his lips around one erotically pink nipple. She gasped, arching into him as he sucked on the sensitive peak, swirling just the very tip of his tongue around it. The taste of her skin, salty-sweet and intoxicating, drove him wild.

He groaned, moving to the other breast to lavish it with the same fervent attention. Back and forth, he continued to tease until her hips were thrusting uncontrollably against the mattress.

“Ruin,” Lira whimpered, high and pleading, clutching at his shoulders.

When he didn’t relent, she surprised the fuck outta him by rearing up and sucking the tip of his ear into her mouth, flicking it with her slick little tongue.

A growl tore up his throat and his eyes rolled back. Unable to stop himself, he surged up her body and bucked roughly between her splayed thighs.

Baring his fangs, he narrowed his eyes down at her and hissed, “Careful.”

“Nuh uh,” she immediately retorted.

Sitting back on his heels with a snort, he demanded, “Then say it, little bird. Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me to fuck this tight little cunt.”

Lira's cheeks flushed a deeper pink, but she nodded without hesitation. “Yes, I want it. I want you to fuck me.”

Ruin groaned, half in relief, half in anticipation, and reached for a pillow to tilt her hips up towards him. The new angle put her glistening pussy on full display.

Godsdamn.

His shaft looked massive compared to her tiny opening, and he was suddenly skeptical if they’d fit together. Swallowing hard, he struggled to regain some semblance of control.

When he felt marginally less feral, he took himself in hand. Slowly, so very fucking slowly, he pressed the fat head of his cock against her entrance. Lira's breath hitched as he eased just the tip inside her wet heat.

“Fuuuck,” Ruin hissed.

She was so tight, gripping him like a vise. He had to clench his jaw to keep from slamming home in one hard thrust.

No. He'd take his time with her. Make it good. Treat this like the gift it was.

His breath came in ragged pants as he held himself still for a beat, then pushed another fraction of an inch deeper. The sensation of her slick little pussy fluttering around him, squeezing the fuck outta him, drew a guttural moan from low in his chest.

“That's it, little bird,” he growled. “You're takin’ me so well. Such a good female.”

Lira whimpered at the praise, her pupils blown wide, leaving only the thinnest ring of green. Ruin felt her relax under him, allowing him to sink in just a little farther.

Gods. She’d only taken half the head, and it felt better than anything he’d ever experienced.

“So tight. So fuckin’ wet for me.”

“Yess,” she panted, chest rising and falling with rapid breaths even as the rest of her seemed to melt against the bed. “Only for you.”

His hips jerked involuntarily at her words. The movement pushed the flared head of his cock fully inside her. Lira sucked in a sharp breath and he clenched his fists hard enough to make his knuckles creak.

Seeing only pleasure on her face, he rocked his hips in tiny, measured movements, working himself incrementally deeper.

“That’s it, my sweet. Relax and lemme in.”

The friction was incredible, Lira's silken walls gripping him like a glove. His eyes damn near crossed as he felt her inner muscles flutter around him. He could feel every quiver, every pulse as her body adjusted to his girth. Sweat beaded on his brow as he restrained himself from plunging deeper.

“Please,” she whimpered, arching her hips to try to take more of him, but he held them firmly, preventing her from shoving herself down over him.

“Ssst, I've got you,” he soothed, stroking her thighs.

Some of the edgy desperation left her expression at his words, her eyes filled with a mix of trust and burning desire. She believed in him, that he’d make this good for her, that he’d take care of her. That belief was a weight on his chest, a reminder to control the beast within.

As a reward to them both, he sank a little deeper into her tight channel. Lira choked out a moan, her thighs tensing under his palms.