He snarled, his hands sliding up the backs of my thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he hooked my legs over his broad shoulders.My calves pressed against the heated skin of his back, my heels digging into the muscles between his shoulder blades.
With a powerful grunt, he rose to his full height, my entire weight supported by nothing but his hold on my ass pressing me against his face.The world tilted.I fisted the dark strands of his hair as the floor fell away beneath me.
He spun us around, slamming my spine against the cold stone wall.He clutched me hard, spreading me wide as he buried his face deeper between my legs.My weight pressed me harder into his hungry mouth, my thighs trembling against his ears as I ground into his face, his tongue driving deep inside me again and again.Every stroke sent shockwaves through my elevated body.
“Fuck,Dalkhan.I’m going to—”
“Give it to me.Come on my tongue.Now.”
Pleasure coursed through my veins, winding tight in my core before exploding outward in a surge of ecstasy.My whole body seized, back arching off the wall as I cried out his name over and over again, lost to the consuming sensation.
He lowered me to his waist, my legs locking around him, and crushed his mouth to mine.I could taste myself on his lips, on his tongue, as he walked us to the bed.
He threw me down onto the silk sheets, hands flying to his trousers and tearing at the ties until he freed his pulsing cock.He wrapped fist around himself, stroking once from root to tip, hissing with pleasure.
I nearly whimpered.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded.“I need to see you open for me.”
I dropped my knees apart, revealing myself fully to him.
He groaned, stroking himself again as his eyes devoured me.
“Good girl.”He positioned himself between my spread legs, his free hand bracing against the bed beside my head.“Now keep your eyes on me.”
His jaw clenched as he guided himself to my entrance, pressing the thick head of his cock against me.
I bit my lip to stifle a whimper.
“No.”He pulled my lip free from my teeth with his thumb.“I want to hear everything.Every gasp.Every moan.Every fucking sound you make for me.”
He pushed forward, and my back bowed off the bed.The stretch was exquisite torture, my body opening for him inch by devastating inch.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.”Every word was dragged from his chest.“I’m going to lose control.”
“Then lose it,” I breathed, gripping the silk sheets.“Please, Dalkhan.I need—”
He slammed into me in one powerful thrust, burying himself down to the base.
The air rushed from my lungs.I cried out, raking my nails down his forearms.
“Mine,” he growled against my lips, hips grinding into me.
“Yours,” I panted, clenching around him.“Always yours.”
His eyes flashed with that familiar possessive fire.He pulled back slowly, almost completely withdrawing before burying himself again.The force of it shook the bed.I cried out his name as he set a brutal pace, each thrust driving me higher up the mattress until he tangled a hand in my hair to hold me in place.
My eyes started to flutter closed.
“Look at me,” he commanded.“Watch me fuck you.Watch what you do to me.”
His other hand found my clit, circling it in time with his thrusts.The sensations were overwhelming—pleasure building in unstoppable currents within me.I wrapped my legs around his waist, digging my heels into his lower back as I met him thrust for thrust.
“Just like that,” he praised.“Take everything I give you.You were made for this.Made for me.”
The coil in my belly wound tighter, the pressure building.My vision blurred at the edges.His name fell from my lips like a prayer.Like a curse.Like the only word I remembered.
“Come for me,” he demanded, thumb pressing harder against my clit.“Come on my cock.Let me feel you fall apart.”
