Page 77 of Guardian's Soul

"You're so beautiful," he murmured against my skin, his breath warm on my neck as he began to kiss down my chest. I arched my back, wanting to feel closer to him, and gasped as his lips reached my nipple. He gently took it into his mouth and sucked softly, making me shiver with desire.

His hands had already moved farther down, and his fingers pushed into the sensitive skin of my inner thighs with just the right amount of pressure to make me mewl and spread my legs for him. He cupped my pussy, and my hips rose unabashed to meet his hand, to rub my core against him.

While his mouth still played with my nipple, he used my juices to lubricate my clit and began to swirl his finger around the sensitive bud, causing me to nearly howl in pleasure.

My hands clawed at the sheets beneath me, and my nails dug into the fabric as my hips bucked against his touch.

"Thrax," I begged, unsure of what I was asking.Don't stop? More?

He continued to skillfully torment me with his fingers and lips. True to his earlier words, I very much felt as if he was worshipping me. He made me feel like the only being in existence who mattered to him.

His hand moved faster now, his finger sliding inside me, hitting that sweet spot that made me moan his name again and again. His lips were still playing with my nipple, making it hard and sensitive to the touch.

"Tharaax," I whimpered. "I can't take much more."

"I want you to come on my fingers, and then I want you to come again on my cock," he said, letting momentarily go of my nipple, and good God, his words were so fucking hot. I was nothing but a trembling mess as his fingers continued to push in and out of me, curling to hit that spot while his thumb applied subtle pressure to my clit.

A deep, almost strangled sound escaped me as I came with such abandon my entire body shook.

"That's it, Hannah, you're so frygging beautiful," he praised, eliciting more shivers from me.

I was barely conscious of him moving up on me, but when his thick, ridged cock entered me, I wasveryaware, howling his name and clinging to him with all my might.

His first thrust was deep and hard, bordering on pain, but oh so delicious. His next was a little bit slower. I scissored my legs around his hips. My feet kicked his ass to spur him on, and my hips rose to meet his.

His cock slid in and out of me, filling me, stretching me so deliciously I nearly cried. His hands cupped my face, his thumbs rubbing against my cheeks, a tender touch that contrasted with the rough dominance of the way he possessed me.

"Do you want me to make you come again?" he growled in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to answer him, but all that came out was a helpless moan.

He grinned wickedly and began to move faster, the rhythm of his thrusts quickening until I was a mindless creature driven only by the need for pleasure. My hands clutched at his back, nails digging into his skin as I cried out his name again and again.

Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, he slowed down, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into me. The sudden change in pace sent shivers down my spine, and I felt myself teetering on the edge once more.

"Yes, make me come," I begged.

He grinned as he watched me squirm beneath him, his eyes dark with desire. I clung tighter as he resumed his earlier rhythm and sped up even more. His thrusts became relentless, his hips slamming into me in a way that made me feel wanton and utterly desired.

His hands left my face and moved to my hips, holding me steady as he pounded into me with unrelenting force. I cried out in pleasure. Each one of his thrusts sent waves of bliss through my body. My heart raced as the orgasm built inside me, getting closer and closer until it was a mere breath away.

"Fuck, Thrax!" I screamed, my body arching off the bed, desperate for release. The tension inside me was reaching nearly unbearable limits.

"Tharaax," I cried his full name, knowing it would send him over the edge as well.

Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer, my climax crashed over me like a tidal wave. My body convulsed beneath him, my pussy clenched around his cock as wave after wave of pure ecstasy washed over me.

His eyes glittered with hunger as he watched me come. Hisgrip on my hips never faltered. If anything, his thrusts became even more urgent, each one prolonging my orgasm to never-before-experienced lengths.

Thrax's groans grew louder, and his thrusts became more erratic. He, too, was nearing his own climax. He leaned down, his lips claiming mine in a passionate kiss that left me breathless. His breath came in ragged gasps as he reached his high. His cock pulsed inside me as his seed filled me.

We collapsed onto the bed together, our bodies slick with sweat. My poor little heart was pumping so hard I worried it would jump out of my chest.

"Fuck, Thrax, that was fucking unbelievable."

From my peripheral vision, I saw him grin deeply and proudly. He should be. I still couldn't catch my breath, and my toes were still curling.

"Frygging goddess," he panted, his hand reaching for mine, entwining our fingers.

THARAAX

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