Page 9 of Descent

“More,” she pants.

I do as she says, flicking my tongue faster while my other hand squeezes her other breast.

“No, Vincent,” she says, causing my eyes to come to hers. “I want more. I want…you. All of you.”

I hesitate for a moment. She just lost her virginity last night. Savagely, in a humiliating way. There is no way she is ready for me.

“Siren, you’ve been through a lot. I don’t think we should—”

“Please,” she whispers. “He was the last person to touch me…like that. He was the first person to do that with me…to me. I don’t want him to be the last, I want his memory gone. I want it replaced by someone I love, someone who loves me. Please.”

Fuck, how could I ever deny her a thing when she begs so beautifully for me?

“Okay, Siren. Whatever you want but if I hurt you, we’re stopping.”

She nods as her hands come up to my shoulders, trailing them down my chest, over my stomach before gripping the base of my cock. I jerk in her hand as she strokes me slowly. I continue sucking on her nipple, switching back and forth between the two. She runs her hand up and down my cock until I pull away, kissing my way down her body before settling between her thighs.

Skyla wraps them around my shoulders so easily, and I bury my face into her. The taste of her has me groaning against her pussy. My fingers dig into her upper thighs as my tongue licks through her, circling around her clit before sucking on it.

She buries her hand in my hair as she holds me in place. I’d gladly suffocate in this fucking pussy if she would let me, I’d live down here for the rest of my goddamn life.

“Vincent,” she whines. “Please, make love to me.”

I wanted to give her another orgasm, to get her as comfortable as possible, but I can’t hold myself back another second. Pulling my head up, my eyes lock on hers as I line myself up to her.

“Deep breath for me, Siren.”

She does as I say, taking a deep inhale as I begin pushing my way into her. She is so fucking soaked it makes it a little easier, but she is so goddamn tight she’s practically choking the life out of my cock. I grit my teeth in an attempt to control myself, while every instinct is telling me to fuck her until we both black out.

“What’s wrong?” she whimpers.

“Nothing,” I bite out.

“You’re holding back, I can tell. I won’t break, Vincent. I want all of you, exactly as you are.”

“You can’t handle me yet, Siren. One day. Soon, but not tonight. Tonight, I’m gonna take my time with you.”

She lets out a soft moan when I roll my hips as she nods her head.

“O-okay,” she breathes. “Just keep doing that, please.”

“This?” I ask, intentionally rolling my hips two more times, forcing her eyes to roll into the back of her head.

“Yes! Oh my god. So good, so so good,” she stammers.

Fisting the sheets on either side of her head, I keep my muscles tight, and my movements measured. I don’t make love, ever. I fuck hard and rough, and I never speak to the woman again. Of course, that was never a remote possibility with my siren, but it’s an adjustment not to fuck her hard and raw.

Each moan and whimper she gives me forces a curse or harder thrust out of me. I try to keep my pace easy, but when her pussy contracts around me, I can only take so much. Her body begins to quiver, and when her breathing becomes choppy I have no choice but to pick up my speed.

I. Need. More.

“Vincent. Oh god. I think I’m gonna….”

“Come for me, Siren. Soak my cock with your cum. Let me hear those pouty lips shout out my name.”

She does as I say instantly, as if she was just waiting on my words. Her screams practically shake the house, and there is no way Asher can’t hear us right now. Good. Hope the piece of fucking shit knows what it sounds like to please her now. Fuck knows he’ll never get the opportunity himself.

Her pussy clenches down on me hard, and my own orgasm slams into me like a freight train. I growl out my release as I fuck her through it, relishing in the feel of her pussy milking the cum out of me with each thrust until I collapse on top of her.

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