Page 100 of Decadence

Felt his massive cock.

Her fingers curled around his hard length.

A low hiss escaped him.

He kissed her once again…

And then slowly teased himself into her, the ridge of his cock caressing her raw, tender clit, sending her into the throes of another impending climax.

They fit together.

It was all so perfect.

He started to fuck her; slowly at first, moving his body back and forth, taking complete control of her.

But then again, he’d always been in control, hadn’t he?

He thrust harder, deeper, filling her to the hilt. She surrendered to his demands, letting him have his way with her, because he was an unstoppable, relentless force, and she was only… human.

He was always savage, but never to the point where he would hurt her.

How did he do that?

The cold glass behind her quickly heated up. Her skin became slick with sweat. Her hair was a damp mess.

Still, he kept taking her higher.

They moved together, their voices and bodies becoming one, her soft, desperate cries mingling with his deep rumbles.

He gave her pleasure all over again.

And again.

Just when she feared she could take it no longer, she climaxed again, becoming jelly in his arms.

Still, he fucked her.

Possessive hands slid up and down her back, allowing her no escape as she found release yet again.

She lost all sense of time.

She was only aware of him.

Devouring every last drop of her.

He leaned in and pressed his warm lips against the delicate hollow of her neck. He kissed her deeply, his fangs grazing her soft skin. A sublime pinprick of pain lanced through the fog of her pleasure.

He’d bitten her.

Marked her.

His hands went to the sides of her face. He caressed her cheeks possessively, his gaze wide and clear as he stared into her eyes.

She stared back, completely entranced, hardly believing that this wild, otherworldly creature was all hers.

“Ikriss,” she gasped as he relented a little, his thrusts becoming slow and undulating.

“Sienna,” he whispered, baring his fangs. “You are mine now.”

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