Page 105 of Lethal Legacy

I stand back, drinking in the exquisite sight of her naked body on the very edge of orgasm.

“I’m going to teach you what I mean when I say you’re mine, Lucia.”

She quivers, every nerve straining toward me.

“It means I’m the one who sets the rules. It means you don’t need to see what I’m doing to know that I’m taking care of you. And most of all.” I put my mouth close to her ear. “It means that I demand your absolute, and utter, surrender. Nod if you understand me.”

She moves her head, sucking in her lower lip in a way that makes me grind my teeth.

“Spread your legs.”

She gives a small cry and obeys. Her pussy glistens before me in open invitation, her belly tight with readiness. I force myself to stand back from her. It’s a sweet form of fucking torture.

“I’m going to give you what you need, Lucia.”

“Uhhh,” she moans, raising her hips toward me.

“I know you don’t want my fingers.”

She sucks in her breath, biting her lip.

I move around the bed and put my lips so close to her ear that she can feel them. “I know you don’t want my mouth.”

“Ah!”Her pelvis jerks upward, her knees rising, her legs widening. I move back to the end of the bed, fisting myself slowly, drinking her in. “I know,” I say in a low voice, readying myself, “exactly what you need.”

Her dripping slit visibly spasms, and I’m done waiting.

I fill her, suddenly and completely, pinning my lips together to restrain my own bellow of pure fucking bliss. I speak in a low, calm tone that has absolutely nothing to do with the mind-bending level of lust I’m managing.

“I know exactly what you want, littlevedma.” I thrust deep into her, and she screams again. I hoist her legs, rocking her higher. “You want to come with my cock deep inside you.”

I close my eyes, feeling her slight movements with each stroke, angling myself to hit the parts within her and without that she needs. She cries out higher with every thrust, her legs wrapped around me, urging me deeper within.

Next time, I’ll tie her legs.

“You can’t hold it, can you,milaia?”

Her mouth opens in a garbled cry.

“I can feel how close you are.” I pick up the pace. “And I knowexactlyhow to get you there.”

I slip my thumb onto her insanely swollen clit and drive my cock all the way home, locking into place deep inside her.

She doesn’t just come.

She comes apart.

Her walls spasm fiercely. I plunge even deeper, and she screams and shakes, her body rising to tangle with mine, her legs gripping me urgently. Over and over the spasms wrack her body, and I ride the miracle as long as I can, until I finally erupt, pumping in a seemingly endless wave of ecstasy.

“Fuck,” she gasps, as we come down from the height. Her body gradually stills beneath mine, her limbs going limp.

Despite fucking her into oblivion, my body is still wired to hell. And seeing her lying there on my bed, arms over her head and eyes covered, her mouth swollen from my cock and her body still wet and open, sets the demon within me into hellfire mode.

I move slightly inside her, and her eyes flutter open in surprise. “You’re still hard? Afterthat?”

“That,” I say, shifting inside her again so she gasps, “was just the fucking warm-up,milaia.”

Ispend the next hours taking Lucia apart, one delicious morsel at a time.

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