Page 198 of Soul So Dark
I lower my hand and reach between my legs to replace Alex’s hand with mine. Then he kicks off his boots at the foot of the bed and begins unbuckling his belt.
“I told you I’ve done vile things,” he slides the strap through the loops and drops it on the floor with a clatter, “and I hope you don’t hold them against me.”
“No,” I murmur with a desperate shake of my head.
I spread my knees wider so he can see the glistening metal pinned between me and the bed as it slides trigger-deep into my pussy.
“Would you still love me, Dal,” he starts unfastening his black pants, and then hooks his thumbs in the waist and pushes them down his hips, letting them fall to his ankles, “if I did vile things to you now?”
He catches his cock as it springs free, stroking it as he watches me.
“Yes,”I moan as the angle of the barrel hits just right. “I love you…I still love you…”
A smug grin crosses Alex’s face as he ambles around the bed. “You love me,” I hear a shuffle somewhere behind me, and then the mattress sinks down as he moves across the bed, “but do you still trust me?”
I feel his hands on my hips, taking control as he slows my movements and guides my hips up, and then back down onto the barrel.
“Yes.Alex…” I keep saying his name like it proves he’s really here, and maybe he won’t suddenly vanish.
“Have you been a good girl, training that tight little ass for me?”
“Mm-hmm…” My eyes roll with his agonizing pace.
I bite my lip, smiling to myself as he runs his hand around my back and down my ass, checking to see if I’m telling the truth. As soon as his finger nudges the end of the silicone toy, my head falls back onto his shoulder.
“Angelína,” he moans, moving his hips and teasing the top of my ass with his cock.
It’s been there, waiting for him since I left my house to meet his alter ego at GalactiCon. I’m shocked he didn’t notice it until now. Then again, it was dark in my house, and what happened was chaotic and mind-blowing and wonderful.
Alex takes the end of the toy and gently pulls, releasing it with a satisfying pop. Then he tosses the plug aside and runs his hand up my spine, slowly pushing me forward.
“On your hands.” After so long, his voice is utterly tantalizing.
His gun still deep in my pussy, the pressure shifts as I carefully sink down on all fours.
“Goddamn,you’re still so beautiful, Dal.” He brushes my hair over my shoulder. “You’re going to be so amazing.”
There’s a click, and a moment later he tosses a bottle of lube onto the bed. He runs his hand down the center of my ass and I feel the chill of the gel as he gently slides one of his slick fingers inside me. My breaths quicken and, no matter how much I try to relax, my muscles tremble with anticipation. He massages around my edges and then starts teasing me with his cock, reveling in my shallow breaths, pleading for relief.
But then he stills and wraps one arm across my chest, gently nuzzling into the curve of my neck as he speaks in my ear.
“Do you want me to stop?” His tone turns gentle and soothing. “I can stop if you need me to. I’m not going anywhere. I’d wait another six years for you, and then I’d wait a thousand more.”
His voice sends the best kind of chill down my spine as I reach up and run my fingers through the back of his hair, pulling him closer to feel his mouth on me. I grit my teeth, all but writhing beneath him.
“No, Alex,” I creak out painfully. “I don’t want you to stop. I want you to fuck me like I belong to you, fill every inch of me until I can’t feel myself anymore. All I want to feel isyou.”
At that, he drags his lips down my neck and sinks his teeth into my shoulder, drawing a gasp from me. Then he grabs me beneath the chin and tilts my head up to look at him.
“Little hellion,” he growls.
He grabs my hips and my ass hits his thighs with a satisfying smack. My back arches as he takes his cock and notches himself at my back, slick and ready to take him in. With a slow roll of his hips, he slides into me, pushing an airy, high-pitched moan from my lungs as he clears the tight entrance. My eyes roll as he goes deeper, stretching me and pressing against my walls, against the barrel of the gun just on the other side. A sharp gasp escapes and I can’t stay quiet any longer, like I’m about to burst at the seams. Alex pumps his hips, and every sound comes spilling out like a breath I’ve held for too long.
“Fucking Christ, Dal,” Alex lets out a harried groan as I clench my muscles around him. “I’m never leaving this ass again.”
“Take it up with AJ,” I snicker between breaths. “This ass belongs to him.”
A pop echoes off the ceiling and I let out a yelp as Alex smacks me across the ass—hard—sending fire radiating over my thick flesh.
