Page 40 of Corrupt Vows

I scream as he curls his digits inside me and runs the length of his tongue directly over the sensitive bundle of nerves. Waves of pleasure crash through me. I forget how to breathe as he thrusts his fingers in and out, prolonging my release while building another deeper, unbearably intense orgasm.

He lifts his head just enough to whisper against my oversensitive sex.

“Suffocate me with your thighs,principessa. Drown me in your honey. More. Give me everything.”

He traps my clit between his lips and sucks in time with the curling of his fingers inside me.

I erupt. Molten lava gushes from deep within me and soaks his hand, my thighs, and the sheets underneath me. Every muscle in my body pulses in time with my release. My diaphragm seizes. Black spots dance in my vision.

He works me down from my high with gentle fingers and kisses my inner thigh before unfastening his belt and shucking off his pants. I blink through gritty, unfocused eyes and move like a mindless doll as he lifts my shoulders, unzips my dress, and tugs the material down around my waist.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he groans as he leans down, cups my breasts, and closes his mouth over my left peak.

I shake and moan and grab his head as he coaxes my body toward another orgasm without even touching my hypersensitive pussy. His wicked teeth and tongue explore my breasts, flicking, nipping, swirling, and sucking until every centimeter of my chest throbs with addictive need. He takes what he wants until every part of me belongs to him. I sink my nails into his scalp and tug his hair in mindless pleasure.

His knuckles brush along my stomach as he strokes his cock. Pearly liquid leaks from his tip and lands in my bellybutton. He’s so bigeverywhere. Apprehension flutters through me, but there’s nowhere for it to settle with every cell in my body buzzing with endorphins.

He licks up my throat, nipping at the marks he left on me, and crawls up my body. I whimper and lift my mouth to his, needing his domination to ground me. My heart pounds as he wraps my legs around his hips and settles the underside of his thick girth along my sex. I twist my fingers in his hair. He growls and invades my mouth as he thrusts his hips, running the entire length of his cock through my drenched folds.

I gasp in surprise as intense sensations spear through my clit. He sets a rhythm with both tongue and cock, hypnotizing me with each wet glide. His fingers weave into my hair and pluck my nipples. He’s everywhere. Overwhelming. Too big. Too much.

Not enough.

I whimper and chase his lips when he lifts his mouth, but he tightens his hand in my hair.

“One more?”

I scrunch my sweaty brows in confusion until he angles his hips and rubs the lip of his mushroom tip over my clit, sending arcs of electricity straight to my womb. I hiss and shake my head.

I can’t orgasm again. I’ll die. He’s trying to kill me.

“One more,” he decides with a smirk.

“No, please, I can’t,” I sob.

“Try again,principessa. You can end this any time,” he says as he brushes my sweaty hair off my forehead and grinds his shaft against my pussy.

I gasp and writhe. He licks my ear.

“Please, Nico. Fuck me, please,” I beg.

“Good girl,” he growls.

I launch into deeper need as his teeth and tongue clash with mine and he presses the broad head of his cock to my entrance. The glorious, terrifying stretch as he fills me and keeps filling me steals the breath from my lungs. I squeak and mewl into his mouth, too far gone to hold in my responses.

I stiffen, expecting pain as he pushes impossibly deeper, but he bites my tongue and nips my bottom lip.

“God, you’re so fucking tight and wet.” A muscle ticks in his jaw. I dig my nails into his back. He shifts his hips, curses, and loses control.

I die a million glorious deaths as he pounds into me. Explosion after explosion blasts through me, wrecking my sense of time and shattering me into tiny pieces. With each thrust, lick, and pinch, he rearranges my insides and gathers my pieces until a new me emerges.

He falters. Changes tempo. Angles his hips. Growls. Bites my shoulder like a savage beast and grinds his groin against mine. I shatter again as he flattens my clit.

His cock pulses deep within me, hitting a sensitive spot and prolonging my release.

I float in a world of rainbows and muffled sounds.

He killed me. I’m in heaven.

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