Page 24 of Sleeping Redemption
Screams and cries echoed and then were cut short.
Husky groans and labored breaths came from above me.
The fire blazed and burned all around me. Flames licked at the sky, contrasting the snow-covered hills.
Dark hazel pools above me blazed with lust and shone with calm concern.
Bloodied and singed bodies were strewn about at my feet, awkwardly positioned, not a movement from any of them.
The movement between my thighs rocked my body against the wooden floor at my back.
Rage-fueled tears and thick smoke caused my eyes to burn.
Kisses planted along my throat made my body crave the sweet surrender to the pleasure that lay beneath the surface.
Freshly spilled blood dripped from the sword that hung heavily in my grasp.
Both my hands balled into tight fists, locked in place above me.
My heart raced in my chest as I fell to my knees amongst the slaughtered villagers.
My heart raced in my chest as pleasure shot through my core.
The scream of anguish vibrated throughout what was left of my soul.
Gasping, the tidal force of emotions overwhelmed my body as the present chased back the past from my mind.
“Rook,” I moaned out his name. “Harder,” I breathlessly whispered, needing the physical reminders I was there with him in my living room.
He exhaled as he looked down at me, a lopsided smile. “There you are, love.”
My legs wrapped around his waist as my hips pressed up against him each time he rammed himself deeper into my body. He released my wrists, allowing my hands to land on the sides of his jaw and pull myself up to lock my mouth onto his hungrily.
The more I tasted of him, the more forceful his cock slammed into me. It got to a point where I couldn’t even kiss the shit out of the demon dicking me down, though not for a lack of trying.
Rook’s piercings ran along my tight walls, adding to the neediness in the moans forcing their way out of my throat. I tipped my head back, arching my back as everything began to tense inside of me.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come!” I shouted as my body teetered on the edge of oblivion. No sooner had I made the declaration, than the walls of my cunt clenched down around his thick cock. Trembling, I cursed out as my nails scratched at any part of him within reach as the intensity of ecstasy claimed my body. As my release struck, I could feel the blackness overtake my eyes, filling them with darkness and only leaving a small circle of white light in the center.
Instead of easing his movements to work me through my orgasm slowly, Rook grunted as he snapped his hips into me harder. Fucking me with a roughness that doubled down on my release as one orgasm blended into another. My body’s cumsoaked every delicious inch of his metal-adorned cock, and my pussy continued its erratic spasms around him.
Panting wildly after, I blinked several times through the blissful haze.
He thrust his dick into me, burying himself fully to the hilt. Rook’s hand smoothed several strands of my lightly colored hair away from my face.
“You make the most beautiful fucking sounds when you come.”
With a playful grin, he clutched onto me before rolling us both over until he was on his back.
Straddling him while sitting on top of his hips, I smirked and rolled my hips against his length teasingly. His hands rested on my hips as my body grinded against him.
My hands rubbed over the front of his toned chest, currently rising and falling from that spectacular effort of claiming my pussy. “Good thing I’m not finished yet. Do you want to hear some more of how much I enjoy coming all over your cock?”
Rook groaned as my cunt remained tight around him. He just about choked on another delightful moan as my hand reached behind me to carefully handle his sack.
“Fuck yes, love,” he said as his hips pressed up into me.
Before I could show him how I planned to ride his cock, his hand reached up to capture the bottom of my chin. Stroking his thumb over my bottom lip he gave a warm smile. “Just one request.”
