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Authors: Lizzie Lynn Lee
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The sex god animal. He could take her the way he wanted her. As many times as he wanted her. She existed to please him. Him and only him.
Sven licked his lips. He oddly looked like a savage male cat. No. A dangerous big cat. A tiger. Lion. King among the felines. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before lowering his head to give her a soul-crushing kiss.
She could smell herself on him. And the musky aroma of his maleness. The heady combination fueled her arousal into wildfire. She was overcome with the maddening need to become one with him, even though she just had so many orgasms. Her pussy was a sweltering heat of need. A tear leaked from the corner of her eye. Her skin was blanketed with a sheen of perspiration. And her body quivered as if she had a high fever. She tried to talk. She couldn’t. She thought her brain had shut down a while ago, and she now ran on pure instinct.
He smiled. “I think you’re ready.”
Annalise nodded.
He positioned himself on her pussy. The blunt tip of his cock brushed her entrance. He didn’t take her right away. Instead, he lubricated himself with her juices.
Annalise craned her neck to get a better view. His rock-hard cock glistened on her splayed thighs, ready to claim her. Any second now.
“Anna.”
His voice sounded gruff; she barely recognized it as Sven’s.
“Look at me.”
She obeyed.
“Watch me when I take you. Don’t ever look away.”
Annalise murmured a yes.
The crown of his cock pressed against her entrance, pushing gently. She halted her breath, waiting for the pain to come. If there was any, she couldn’t feel it. She was way too horny to feel any pain. All she wanted was him. To take her. Fuck her. Brand every inch of her body as his.
Sven pushed in. She inhaled a sharp breath. He held down her hips and penetrated her. A scream froze in her throat, leaving her wide-eyed to the sensation.
It hurt, but the pain felt so good that it puzzled her immensely. She couldn’t understand how she could be enjoying this kind of new sensation so much. She gasped each time Sven pushed, working on burying his cock inch by inch inside her. Sven never broke eye contact.
He examined her reaction each time he thrust. He seemed to want to comfort her, but he was too consumed in confronting his own needful demon.
Annalise dug her fingers into his shoulders. It felt like she had been split to the core. Something alien, not that unwelcome, hot male flesh pulsing and spearing inside her. The sensation, the pressure and the combination between pain and pleasure were so addicting. Her pussy contracted around his shaft—iron sheathed in satin.
With a growl that was too primal to be human, Sven slammed the remaining inches all the way home.
God, oh god. She was full. Beyond full. A thousand shimmering sensations crashed into her. Pleasure. Pain. More pleasure. Need and more need for pleasure surged through her veins.
“Anna, you okay?”
She nodded quickly.
“Does it hurt?”
“Yes. A little. Who cares?” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love it.”
Sven grunted. Maybe he was laughing too. He pecked her lips. “I can’t believe you’re so fucking tight. I could fuck you like this all night.”
Yes, please. She didn’t mind at all. She had become a slave to the addicting carnal need, knowing that her reward would be the ultimate pleasure. She wanted to make love all night with him. Be with him. Become one with him.
He swallowed. His Adam’s apple bobbed. He pulled his cock out a little and pushed it back in. it was hard for him to move at first, but when she became accustomed to his size, it became easier for him to fuck properly.
Sven kissed her. He fisted her hair, keeping her still while he withdrew and thrust in agonizingly slow motion. It seemed he thrilled to relive the initial penetration. His cock felt hot inside her, too hot to be human flesh.
Her pussy was so sensitive. She could feel the contour of his shaft. Every ridge,
Sven licked his lips. He oddly looked like a savage male cat. No. A dangerous big cat. A tiger. Lion. King among the felines. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before lowering his head to give her a soul-crushing kiss.
She could smell herself on him. And the musky aroma of his maleness. The heady combination fueled her arousal into wildfire. She was overcome with the maddening need to become one with him, even though she just had so many orgasms. Her pussy was a sweltering heat of need. A tear leaked from the corner of her eye. Her skin was blanketed with a sheen of perspiration. And her body quivered as if she had a high fever. She tried to talk. She couldn’t. She thought her brain had shut down a while ago, and she now ran on pure instinct.
He smiled. “I think you’re ready.”
Annalise nodded.
He positioned himself on her pussy. The blunt tip of his cock brushed her entrance. He didn’t take her right away. Instead, he lubricated himself with her juices.
Annalise craned her neck to get a better view. His rock-hard cock glistened on her splayed thighs, ready to claim her. Any second now.
“Anna.”
His voice sounded gruff; she barely recognized it as Sven’s.
“Look at me.”
She obeyed.
“Watch me when I take you. Don’t ever look away.”
Annalise murmured a yes.
The crown of his cock pressed against her entrance, pushing gently. She halted her breath, waiting for the pain to come. If there was any, she couldn’t feel it. She was way too horny to feel any pain. All she wanted was him. To take her. Fuck her. Brand every inch of her body as his.
Sven pushed in. She inhaled a sharp breath. He held down her hips and penetrated her. A scream froze in her throat, leaving her wide-eyed to the sensation.
It hurt, but the pain felt so good that it puzzled her immensely. She couldn’t understand how she could be enjoying this kind of new sensation so much. She gasped each time Sven pushed, working on burying his cock inch by inch inside her. Sven never broke eye contact.
He examined her reaction each time he thrust. He seemed to want to comfort her, but he was too consumed in confronting his own needful demon.
Annalise dug her fingers into his shoulders. It felt like she had been split to the core. Something alien, not that unwelcome, hot male flesh pulsing and spearing inside her. The sensation, the pressure and the combination between pain and pleasure were so addicting. Her pussy contracted around his shaft—iron sheathed in satin.
With a growl that was too primal to be human, Sven slammed the remaining inches all the way home.
God, oh god. She was full. Beyond full. A thousand shimmering sensations crashed into her. Pleasure. Pain. More pleasure. Need and more need for pleasure surged through her veins.
“Anna, you okay?”
She nodded quickly.
“Does it hurt?”
“Yes. A little. Who cares?” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love it.”
Sven grunted. Maybe he was laughing too. He pecked her lips. “I can’t believe you’re so fucking tight. I could fuck you like this all night.”
Yes, please. She didn’t mind at all. She had become a slave to the addicting carnal need, knowing that her reward would be the ultimate pleasure. She wanted to make love all night with him. Be with him. Become one with him.
He swallowed. His Adam’s apple bobbed. He pulled his cock out a little and pushed it back in. it was hard for him to move at first, but when she became accustomed to his size, it became easier for him to fuck properly.
Sven kissed her. He fisted her hair, keeping her still while he withdrew and thrust in agonizingly slow motion. It seemed he thrilled to relive the initial penetration. His cock felt hot inside her, too hot to be human flesh.
Her pussy was so sensitive. She could feel the contour of his shaft. Every ridge,
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