on the edge of the mattress and lay back.
“Let’s see what you’ve got, lover.” She threw down the challenge knowing he wouldn’t disappoint her.
Although he appeared huge and fierce standing over her, the glimmer in his eye made him look like he was laughing in delight. Instead of crooking his lips in a grin, though, he used his mouth to plunder her sex as he dove between her legs.
The first touch was a shock, especially since she’d never seen him move so fast. One second he was standing over her, and the next he was kneeling at the foot of the bed, bent over her pussy like a supplicant. His lips suckled her clit in strong pulls, while he jammed his finger into her and began to twirl it.
“Varion!” Her body jolted like she was a live wire.
His only response was to flutter his tongue and pump his finger in and out.
Already hurtling toward a speedy climax, she lifted her hips into every thrust. As soon as he had a nice flame burning inside her, he pulled away and walked to the head of the bed. She had a moment to whine in complaint before he returned and stuffed a pillow under her hips. Benni wound up as precariously perched as those silly food towers she’d seen at the restaurant tonight.
Varion’s hands were hot where he grabbed her thighs and cranked her pelvis even higher. The blood rushing to her head scalded her cheeks, but she couldn’t tell how much was due to the angle and how much to simple lust. Above her, his penis stood out long and fat and proud, ready to penetrate her.
Within moments, that hard, glorious male flesh was poised at her entrance and tunneling into her. Tiny orgasms sparkled inside her vagina, amplified by the mounting pressure as he sank in as deeply as he could go. He felt enormous like this—any more and it would have been painful. As it was, she felt a giddy sort of helplessness.
Benni held her breath as he drew back his hips for the first plunge. Although she knew it was going to be violent, she still gasped when he drove in again. The downward angle made it feel like he was drilling toward her throat, and she didn’t have enough leverage to move. Whether she would have shied away or thrust up for more, she wasn’t sure.
Wham! He reamed her again and closed his eyes with a blissful expression. When his lashes parted, she saw the feral expression in his gaze. She gave up all hope of catching her breath. Her thigh muscles flexed as he released a lusty growl and began a hard, driving pump that made his balls smack against her with every down stroke.
Her womb contracted once … twice … and then pleasure bubbled up continuously under his assault. Beneath their moaning and groaning, the slick sound of good humping filled the room, accompanied by the spanking noise of skin against skin. Her cream lubricated him so generously she expected it to shower down on her like a waterfall.
This was true penetration—an invasion Benni couldn’t begin to control or absorb. All she could do was go along for the ride as he pounded her into oblivion. Poised on the edge, she cried out when the volume cranked up on the orgasm inside her. She was already feeling little mini-tremors bouncing up and down her sheath.
“Me, me, me,” he chanted. “Scream my name, Benni. Tell me who’s taking you.”
Whimpering in pleasure, she surrendered to his continued plundering even as she quaked at the intensity of the climax bearing down on her. She couldn’t take it.
He growled. “Tell me, dammit. I’m taking you. Me. Cry my name.”
“Varion!” Too crazed to resist, she screamed it.
Her body imploded. It felt like she turned inside out around his cock. A never-ending pulse of pleasure kept her convulsing as she dangled helplessly from his shaft. Then he was bellowing to the ceiling and pouring himself into her, a scalding stream of cum that should have had her overflowing but somehow managed to find a space in the reservoir of her body. She expected to hear a gurgling sound as her
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