Page 26 of Zafira

“I love how big you are, Bogdan.” This time, he didn’t reprimand her, but his breath hissed through his teeth when she feathered her fingers over his nipples.

“Fuck, subbie,” he grunted as she licked his balls before locking her lips over one and gently sucking it into her mouth.

“Hmm... I’ve been wanting to do this for over forty years,” she whispered as she licked along the length of his cock with the flat of her tongue. Opening her mouth, she wrapped her lips around the base of his cock before dragging her mouth toward the tip, sucking greedily en route. “Ah, sustenance from the Master himself,” she cooed as she sensually licked off the precum still oozing from its center.

“Enough,” Bogdan growled. “I want to pound your cunt, not spill my jizz inside your mouth.”

With a delighted giggle, Zafira locked her lips on his tip and sucked him all the way down her throat.

“Now you’ve done it,” Bogdan growled as he pulled his hips back to release his cock from her mouth. Picking her up, he threw her back on the bed, following her down to return the favor, and lapped at her hot, wet pussy.

Within seconds, Zafira was right back where she was not so long ago, shuddering and needy. Kneeling between her legs, he applied his magical mouth and tongue on her clit and inside her pussy, pressing and licking her perineum. As he feasted on her, he inserted two fingers into her ass.

“Still breathing, subbie?”

“If you don’t fuck me soon, I might combust, then we both lose,” she managed grimly, forcing back the impending climax. Like Bogdan, she wanted to come with him pounding inside her.

Her entire system zinged with the desire to feel his huge cock impale her. To find out if the confusing sensations that coursed through her were going to fling her just as high as they did when he fucked her at the club.

“Pull up your legs again, subbie. I want you to watch.”

Zafira didn’t question the command and immediately clamped her knees beside her ears.

He continued to toy with her pussy and her clit, pinching her nipples until she panted. She dragged her hips higher and gasped, her eyes locked on his tongue, lapping and licking deep inside her pussy. She had never felt as alive as she did at that moment. Every nerve sizzled like it had been lit by a bolt of electricity dancing across her skin.

“Fuck me. I need you, Bogdan. Please, baby.”

Moving onto his knees, he positioned his cock at her entrance. With one hand, he gripped the base and teasingly moved it up and down her labia until she was wet and sticky with need.

“Oh, fuck,” she gasped as he finally started pushing his cock inside her, deeper and deeper until he was balls deep. “I have never watched this. It’s so... fuck, it’s hot!”

“Indeed, my pet, and it’s about to get hotter,” he promised as he pulled his cock back. It was the most erotic sight she had ever seen—his massive, hard shaft withdrawing from her clenching, needy flesh.

Then he pushed back in, slowly, gently, and with a deep warning grunt, “Hold on, subbie. This is gonna be rough,” he started pounding into her.

Bogdan held onto her thighs for balance as he settled into a brutal rhythm. Hard and fast, he filled her deeper than she thought possible, stretching her as he pounded into her. Zafira was mesmerized by the sight of their primal fucking.

“Mine. Just mine.” His voice sounded dark and dangerous.

Every rational thought escaped from her mind. The sensations swirling through her possessed and overwhelmed her. She was flung so high, the pain and pleasure merged into a magical euphoria.

Bogdan fucked her forcefully, punishingly, and she loved every second of it. Still, she suspected he was holding back. Her eyes lifted to his.

“I want to fly, Master Slayer. Give me all of you. No more holding back.”

“Remember you asked for this, Zafira,” he warned as with a primal roar, he slammed back inside, filling and stretching her to the maximum. He was buried so deep, his nut sack squeezed tight at her entrance. He completely impaled her.

“Fuck. That hurts! Fuck, I love it,” she shrieked on a broken breath. The powerful undertow finally struck in a confluence of physical and emotional currents that sucked her under. It ripped away her balance and pulled her, gasping up the face of a towering rogue wave—lifting her up, then crushing her beneath its weight.

“Bogdan, stop. I can’t! It’s... fuck!”

Her plea turned into a scream as her body tightened. Warm liquid gushed from her loins. Her hips jerked as she clawed at her legs in a desperate attempt to draw a breath.

“No stopping, subbie. This is what you asked for. What your body needs.” Bogdan relentlessly powered into her, subsuming her in an act of carnal pleasure as he kept fueling her orgasms, triggering one after the other to stagger through her body.

Zafira was helpless against the paroxysms that rocked her. Long waves of ecstasy rolled over her as she fought off the dull ache of excess. She surrendered, splayed open with her legs pulled up, her ass high in the air, as she twitched and jagged in submission to his control.

With the sexually induced alchemy of physical sensations, she became overwhelmed. She knew now that she loved him more than she had realized. No one but him could draw every raw emotion from the depths of her soul and offer her unbound pleasures.

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