Page 39 of Ruin

With a cry, she shattered. Her inner walls clamped down on him as waves of pleasure wracked her small frame. He groaned at the sensation, fighting to hold back his own release.

“That's it,” he praised roughly. “So fuckin’ beautiful. My perfect little bird.”

As her climax subsided, her body relaxed around him, both of them soaked with her slick.

“Fuck,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “So wet for me. You want more, don't you? Want me to fill you up completely?”

“Please, yes!”

The wet sounds of their coupling filled the air, punctuated by their shared moans and gasps. The world narrowed to her and only her. He was obsessed, fixated on the idea of being fully sheathed inside her. Just a bit more and he'd be buried to the hilt.

“Gonna fill you up so good,” he growled. “Stuff this tight little cunt full of my cock. You want that, don't you? Want me to fuck you full?”

“Yes!” Lira cried. “Please, Ruin. I need it. Need you.”

“That's it, love. Take it all. Every. Fucking. Inch.”

She cried out as he bottomed out inside her, grinding his hips against hers. He shuddered at the intensity of the sensation, fighting back his impending release. Fuck, but he wanted to cum inside her, to flood her little pussy with so much of his seed it poured back out.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “So deep. So fuckin’ deep inside you.”

“So full,” she gasped.

Setting a steady rhythm, he drove into her over and over, forcing airy cries from her lips with every thrust. Between one stroke and the next, he sat back on his heels and gripped her waist, nearly spanning its entire width.

Without missing a beat, he slid his hands down to her thighs and spread her legs wider, only to choke on a growl at the sight of her pussy, pink and dripping with arousal, lips clinging to him as he withdrew.

“Look at that,” he rumbled. “See how well you take me? How perfectly you stretch around my cock?”

Lira whimpered, trying to pull him back inside with her heels against his ass. Ruin chuckled, a rough, dangerous sound.

“Don't worry, little bird. I'm not done with you.”

Her cries grew in pitch, and the bucking of her hips became more frantic as she matched his thrusts.

“You’re gonna cum for me again, aren’t you?”

In answer, she made a low, agonized groan, digging her nails into his legs so hard she damn near broke skin.

The delicious sting drew a snarl from him. Falling forward, he caught himself on one hand and gripped her hip with the other, tilting her just right to keep her climax from abating. Holding her steady, he fucked her deep, bucking roughly between her spread legs..

His own release built, molten heat coiling low in his belly. Tighter and tighter until, with a snarl, he buried himself to the hilt.

His entire body tensed as his orgasm crashed over him in waves of white-hot pleasure. He groaned, long and deep, as he spilled inside her, hips jerking with each pulse of his cock. His muscles locked and his vision went hazy. Every nerve ending felt electrified, sparks of bliss radiating outward from where they were joined.

Dimly, he was aware of Lira crying out beneath him, her inner walls fluttering and clenching around his length as one climax rolled into another. The rhythmic squeezing of her silken heat only prolonged his pleasure, milking him for every last drop.

As the initial intensity began to ebb, he continued to grind against her in small, instinctive movements. Aftershocks rippled through him with each subtle shift.

Breath coming in harsh pants, he slowly came back to himself. His skin tingled all over, muscles trembling. He blinked, vision gradually clearing to reveal Lira's flushed face beneath him. He could feel his release, hot and thick, leaking out around his still-hard cock, evidence of just how thoroughly he'd filled her.

With a satisfied rumble, he nuzzled into the crook of her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent. “My perfect, beautiful, savage, fearless little bird.”

Carefully, he pushed himself up with shaking arms. Sitting back on his heels, Ruin surveyed the breathtaking sight before him.

Lira lay boneless against the sheets, pale hair a tangled mess, face flushed pink, green eyes glazed. Her legs were limp and splayed wide around his hips and his still-hard cock remained buried to the hilt inside her.

With agonizing slowness, he began to withdraw, watching intently as his thickness emerged inch by glistening inch, savoring the exquisite friction as her walls clung to every one.

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