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wiggled, pressing herself against his lips. “I long for your tongue deep inside me. Let me ease your hunger.”
He grinned against her damp flesh. She had no idea what he intended for her or she wouldn’t be so eager to please. The irony thrilled him, excited him as ordinary lust never could.
Pushing to his feet, he drew her away from the log and turned her around. Then he urged her to the ground on her back. She bent her knees and held herself open, eyes gleaming through the shadows.
He knelt between her thighs and thrust his entire length into her slick passage. She gasped and her breasts bounced, jostled by the violent impact.
Clasping her hips, he held perfectly still. Her inner muscles pulsed with the frantic beating of her heart. He focused on the rhythm, aligned his heart to hers. Shifting her hips, she pushed up against him, grinding her mound against his groin.
He ignored her antics and scanned, searching for the center of her being. There, black and shriveled, he sensed the rotted remnants of what she’d once been. He connected and melded, establishing the needed link.
Her eyes widened and she tensed. “What did you just do? I feel strange.”
Drawing his hips back, he slammed into her, driving the breath from her lungs. She held her legs back as he moved, accepting each of his long, hard strokes.
He concentrated on what came next, letting anticipation sweep him along. The acrid stench of fear curled around him, filling his head. He inhaled deeply, savoring the scent. Byleth moaned, arching her back as he pumped faster. Her core clutched and relaxed in powerful ripples, but he resisted his own release.
She might think this was nearly over, but he was just getting started. He drew out and repositioned against her other opening. She whimpered and closed her eyes.
“Nay. Look at me. No matter how intense the sensations become you will keep your eyes open.” He infused the command with compulsion, ensuring her obedience.
She stared up at him, her expression revealing her uncertainty. He pushed hard against the tight muscle guarding her back passage. Her body resisted for a moment then released and he slid halfway inside her. A fresh surge of lust hardened him further as she gripped him like a fist. So tight and so amazingly hot!
“Your body has brought me much pleasure,” he pulled back then drove in even deeper. “But we are essentially spiritual beings.” She relaxed and he moved more easily, sliding smoothly in and out. “I’m ready to take our intimacy to the next level.”
“Next level?” She shifted restlessly, obediently accepting his possession, but obviously not aroused. “What have we not done already?”
He chuckled. “The intimacy of which I speak transcends the physical. I want you inside me.”
She gulped in a breath, her brow creased with confusion and anxiety. “I don’t understand.”
“I know you don’t, and it is far easier to demonstrate than to explain.” He slipped one of his hands between their bodies and located her swollen nub. She was so wet, his fingers glided over the sensitive trigger. “Concentrate on the slide of my cock. Let each stroke draw us closer.”
She licked her lips and her nipples hardened as a rosy flush spread across her cheeks. Lust reignited in her gaze and she bared her teeth. “What else must I do?”
“Surrender. It’s that simple. You need only surrender completely to me.” He grabbed the backs of her knees and pushed them toward her shoulders. Her body folded in half and she took his entire length with each sharp stroke.
She moved her hands to the ground on either side of her head and stared up into his eyes. Surrendered, utterly accepting, she yielded herself to him.
Invigorated by her submission, he unleashed the full strength of his demonic nature and revealed himself to her. She screamed, her body trembled, but her eyes remained wide open. He beckoned her, drawing her forth with the command of one ancient of days.
Power
He grinned against her damp flesh. She had no idea what he intended for her or she wouldn’t be so eager to please. The irony thrilled him, excited him as ordinary lust never could.
Pushing to his feet, he drew her away from the log and turned her around. Then he urged her to the ground on her back. She bent her knees and held herself open, eyes gleaming through the shadows.
He knelt between her thighs and thrust his entire length into her slick passage. She gasped and her breasts bounced, jostled by the violent impact.
Clasping her hips, he held perfectly still. Her inner muscles pulsed with the frantic beating of her heart. He focused on the rhythm, aligned his heart to hers. Shifting her hips, she pushed up against him, grinding her mound against his groin.
He ignored her antics and scanned, searching for the center of her being. There, black and shriveled, he sensed the rotted remnants of what she’d once been. He connected and melded, establishing the needed link.
Her eyes widened and she tensed. “What did you just do? I feel strange.”
Drawing his hips back, he slammed into her, driving the breath from her lungs. She held her legs back as he moved, accepting each of his long, hard strokes.
He concentrated on what came next, letting anticipation sweep him along. The acrid stench of fear curled around him, filling his head. He inhaled deeply, savoring the scent. Byleth moaned, arching her back as he pumped faster. Her core clutched and relaxed in powerful ripples, but he resisted his own release.
She might think this was nearly over, but he was just getting started. He drew out and repositioned against her other opening. She whimpered and closed her eyes.
“Nay. Look at me. No matter how intense the sensations become you will keep your eyes open.” He infused the command with compulsion, ensuring her obedience.
She stared up at him, her expression revealing her uncertainty. He pushed hard against the tight muscle guarding her back passage. Her body resisted for a moment then released and he slid halfway inside her. A fresh surge of lust hardened him further as she gripped him like a fist. So tight and so amazingly hot!
“Your body has brought me much pleasure,” he pulled back then drove in even deeper. “But we are essentially spiritual beings.” She relaxed and he moved more easily, sliding smoothly in and out. “I’m ready to take our intimacy to the next level.”
“Next level?” She shifted restlessly, obediently accepting his possession, but obviously not aroused. “What have we not done already?”
He chuckled. “The intimacy of which I speak transcends the physical. I want you inside me.”
She gulped in a breath, her brow creased with confusion and anxiety. “I don’t understand.”
“I know you don’t, and it is far easier to demonstrate than to explain.” He slipped one of his hands between their bodies and located her swollen nub. She was so wet, his fingers glided over the sensitive trigger. “Concentrate on the slide of my cock. Let each stroke draw us closer.”
She licked her lips and her nipples hardened as a rosy flush spread across her cheeks. Lust reignited in her gaze and she bared her teeth. “What else must I do?”
“Surrender. It’s that simple. You need only surrender completely to me.” He grabbed the backs of her knees and pushed them toward her shoulders. Her body folded in half and she took his entire length with each sharp stroke.
She moved her hands to the ground on either side of her head and stared up into his eyes. Surrendered, utterly accepting, she yielded herself to him.
Invigorated by her submission, he unleashed the full strength of his demonic nature and revealed himself to her. She screamed, her body trembled, but her eyes remained wide open. He beckoned her, drawing her forth with the command of one ancient of days.
Power
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