Railing me hard and fast, like he’s trying to prove a point.
“You’re so goddamn tight. Dammit, Violet, I barely fit inside you,” he growls.
Jesus.
Kade fucks me with such burning passion I feel like I’m on the verge of orgasming again. Every kiss, every thrust that hits my G-spot, every bite has me feeling like he’s known my body forever. This is the third time we’ve fucked, and it’s only two a.m. We’ve been going at it for hours in this hot room, yet it feels like I can go on forever.
His lips crash into mine, with yearning lips and a tongue that demands dominance. He pulls back barely, tugging my bottom lip with his front teeth until a sharp pain sparks, and only when blood peeks through, he lets go. He stares at me as his tongue drags across his sharp canine, a sheen of sweat on his forehead. His thumb swipes my blood, smearing it down over my jaw delicately.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant.
He’s too much. The pain and pleasure go together perfectly, turning into an addictive drug that I don’t want to stop using. His cock hurts, but the thought of him pulling out of me hurts even more.
He keeps fucking me like an angry feral fallen angel taking out his demons on my body with sex. I welcome it. In fact, I wantto dance with them if it means I get to feel this euphoric pleasure from him, and only him.
He chokes me harder, doing it precisely in a way that takes my breath away but doesn’t hurt my throat. Slamming his hips into mine, he forces a high-pitched moan out of my gaped mouth. I’ve never made that sound before; no man has worked me so hard until I’m crying, begging, saying things that will indeed have me repenting later.
Every time he thrusts, the bed moves violently. We’re grinding and moving with each other crazily.
“Part your legs for me—show me my pussy.”
He's not smooth or soft. He's ruthless. He pounds in and out of me until I'm practically screaming.
“Oh God!” My eyes roll back as he pulls another orgasm from me, and I bite my lip. He watches me like I’m a perfect dream he doesn’t ever want to escape from. Dark hair, hooded eyes that flicker with dangerous lust. He chuckles darkly and grips my jaw until my mouth opens. He spears me with his tongue, and heat burns through my heart like a firebolt.
“By the time I’m done with you, there will be nothing left for any other man to worship. I’ll know your body, mind, and soul better than yourself. I’ll know everysingleway to make you cry and scream my name from your pretty little lips when you come for me and me only.” He pulls my hair from the base until I hiss.
“P-please.” He doesn’t know exactly what I’m begging for. I’m pleading with him to never let me go. His claim on me strikes a tune in my heart, making it beat harder for him and only him.
“Eyes on me,Mariposa. I want to be the last thing you see in case you pass out.”
His cock jerks, and he finishes inside me. He slows his thrusts, stroking deep until he comes to a stop. He shuts his eyes tight, the vein in his neck throbs, and he loosens his grip on my skin.
I’m breathing hard as he buries his face into my neck, and I stare at the ceiling, feeling extremely light-headed as I try to catch my breath. Wet warmth rolls down the side of my face. Why am I crying? The sex was mind-blowingly beautiful, which makes me sad it’s over. I need more.
“God, Violet, what the fuck are you doing to me?” He kisses my forehead. His beard pricks my skin as he does. Then, his tongue drags against my tears.
“I think I like licking your tears more than your blood.”
I’m crying for more of him. How am I supposed to move on from this? He’s given me a taste of his world, and I want to smother myself in it. He has me hooked on his desires.
He tucks my hair behind the shell of my ear as he studies my face. He’s unreadable once again. He looks down, watching his cock pull out of me slowly. His eyes widen, and then he darts his gaze to mine.
“Fuck. I thought…you’re not?”
I look down to see what the hell he’s talking about. Red covers the tip of his cock, and I want to laugh. I meant it when I said he was too much.
“This is a first for me…” I murmur.
“What do you mean? You’re a?—?”
“No, I’m not a virgin. You just stretched me out like no one ever has before.”
Cum drips down my thighs, making Kade smirk. He uses two of his fingers to collect some of our mixed arousal and brings it to my mouth.
“You said you wanted all of my cum…well, clean up your mess. Swallow every single drop.”
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