Page 75 of A Touch of Darkness

He slows down, licking slower, more deliberately, precisely, still stroking his cock and making my mouth water in anticipation. He leans back, just a little, just enough to give himself room to slowly, skillfully slip just one finger inside of my soaking wet pussy.

“Fuck,” he groans out, eyes not leaving my center as he slowly pushes in and out of me. “So fucking warm. So fucking wet.Sofucking tight.” He gives me another look, his feral eyes meeting mine, and I know he’s once again asking if I’m okay.

“I am fine, Lucian. Please. Don’t stop.”

He grins wickedly and pushes another finger in, picking up pace as my juices coat his fingers, easily gliding in and out as he sucks on my clit in tandem. My breaths grow shallow as he continues, but just as I near the brink again, he pulls his fingers out of me and moves lower, pumping his cock faster as he pushes his tongue inside my tight hole, tongue fucking me to oblivion.

“My God! Lucian. I’m so close, I’m going to?—”

My entire body comes alive with pleasure as my orgasm hits me like a tidal wave, destroying me for any other man.

“That’s it, Sylvie,” he groans against me, relentless as he pushes his fingers back inside of me, coaxing every drop of my cum out before sucking his fingers into his mouth. His eyes rollback in his head as he tastes me, and I almost come apart all over again from the ecstasy on his face.

I cry out for him, needing him inside of me in the worst possible way. He has made sure I’m primed, ready, and now I can think of nothing other than his cock pounding into me.

“I want you inside of me, Lucian,” I tell him. “Please. I don’t want to wait anymore.”

He looks at me, his stare devious, feral, animalistic. There’s something I haven’t seen before in his eyes. The type of lust I’ve only ever read about.

“There is no going back from this,” he says. “Once I sink my cock inside of your tight, hot cunt, you will be mine. Eternally.” He waits for my answer, but I don’t make him wait long, because the words are already slipping out before I can tame them.

“I’ve always been yours, Lucian. Always. In this lifetime, in the one before, and in all after.”

And with that, he lines himself up with my tender pussy and slowly, so fucking slowly, slides inside of me, pushing past the barrier until he bottoms out and I cry out in both pain and bliss. He covers my mouth with his and hastily spreads my lips apart with his tongue, fucking my mouth and pussy at the same time. I writhe beneath him, urging him to pick up his pace and end this slow torture, I want him fast. I want him hard. I don’t care how bad it hurts, the sting of his sizeable cock stretching my pussy a balm for my ache.

“Fuck, Sylvie,” he says, rearing backward and panting. “Tell me it’s mine.”

He slowly moves as I tell him what he asks, and as I fully believe it to be true.

I am his.

Because not only do I want him.

He has wholly ruined me for anyone else—and I am perfectly content with it.

He gently thrusts in and out of my pussy, and I can tell it’s taking every ounce of restraint inside of him to not fuck me hard and fast, how I want him to.

“You can fuck me harder,” I tell him. “You can take me however you want me.”

He pauses, his chest heaving as he claims my mouth once more, his fingers tugging at my nipple as he tries to hold back.

“Fuck me hard, Lucian.”

And fuck me hard, he does.

He takes my plea and magnifies it—thrusting in and out of me with merciless abandon. It hurts in both the worst and best way possible. I cannot imagine him not being inside of me, filling me to the brim.

“You are fucking everything, Sylvie,” he says, picking up pace as he circles my clit, and I pant out his name like a prayer.

“Fuck. Lucian. I’m going to come again. I can’t stop it. How?—”

He slams into me, bottoming out, and I let go as he says, “Never deny me your orgasm.” He doesn’t slow, if anything, he picks up pace even more, like he’s moving at super-human speed. He grabs my hips roughly and forces me down on his cock, impaling me, as I give him everything I have, as I drench his cock with the orgasm only he can give me.

“I’m about to fill you up,” he says, and I can’t help but practically drool. “Tell me where you want it.”

Fuck, this man is going to make me come for a third time just with his mouth.

“Sylvie, tell me…” he says, and I can tell he’s on the edge. “I’m so fucking close. Your pussy is strangling my fucking cock.” His voice is dripping with desire, dropping a string of obscenities as he grows closer to his climax.

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