Series: The Un Series by Izzy Sweet
Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
To have my wet, silky walls stretch around his velvety thickness.
Opening for him.
Welcoming him.
Then squeezing him as I finally bottom out.
Panting, I use my knees to slowly push myself up while clenching around him, torturing him inch by hard inch.
Lids lowering, eyes gleaming, he waits until I reach his crown before grabbing me by the hips and slamming me back down.
Spine arching, head dropping back, I cry out at the sudden and unexpected burst of pleasure.
Fingers digging into my hips, he uses them as a handle as he lifts me back up and slams me down again.
“Raphael!” I squeal as my ass slaps against his thighs.
“I let you have your fun,” he grunts as he keeps lifting me up and slamming me down on him. “Now it’s my turn.”
I shake my head back and forth in protest like I don’t want it. But every fiber of being is loving this. Loving him taking control of me and using me for his own pleasure.
Putting his inhuman strength to good use, he picks up speed. Lifting me up and down so fast and hard, my ass begins to clap against his thighs like cracks of thunder.
My breasts bounce hard against my chest. Sparks flash in front my eyes and electricity sizzles across my skin.
“Look at me,” Raphael commands.
Funny, I don’t even remember closing my eyes…
“I said look at me!” he demands more viciously and slams me down so hard his groin slaps against my clit.
My eyes flash open and I give him what he wants, meeting his golden gaze.
Gold… when did his eyes become gold?
As gold as the sun.
The sun I so desperately missed…
“There you are,” he rasps with a touch of wonder.
His rhythm never breaking or slowing.
“Keep your eyes on me, don’t look away,” he says tenderly.
His voice contradicting his harsh, frenzied actions.
“I need them.”
Surging his hips upwards, his cock strokes against that sensitive spot inside me. The one that drives me completely crazy. And I claw harder at him as he lifts me up and down so fast his arms are moving in a blur.
“I need you with me always,” he groans. “And in all ways.”
My hands desperately cling to him as I begin to shake from the intense pressure building in my core.
There’s so much swirling around inside me, like a maelstrom, a part of me fears I’ll burst.
“Come with me, my love,” he says, on the verge of begging. “Die with me and be reborn.”
When he pulls me down and grinds my clit against him, I couldn’t stop the explosion that rocks through me if I wanted to.
Slashing the bond between us fully open, he lets me experience everything surging through him. The pleasure of his balls tightening. The rapture of his own impending release.
A release he’s been waiting hundreds and hundreds of years for…
The sweet agony of pouring a part of his entire being into my tight, pulsing core.
And I respond in kind.
Allowing him to explode with me into a million sparkling stars that scatter throughout the universe.
Our releases mixing and joining together, it truly feels like what he said. Dying and being reborn again.
It’s both mind-blowing and breathtaking, and I never want it to end.
That little evil voice inside my brain whispers, It doesn’t have to.
Clinging tight to each other, chest to chest, we both tremble as our releases ebb and slowly fade away.
Burying my face into Raphael’s neck, I breathe him in.
Loving his scent.
A scent that will always call to me…
Then I finally give into the urge I’ve been fighting from the very beginning.
I sink my fangs in the side of his throat.
“Fuck!” Raphael grunts as his sweet blood floods my mouth and another orgasm rips through him.
I moan in delight.
Still connected to him, the orgasm rips through me as well, causing my walls to squeeze hard around his twitching shaft.
Experimenting, I simply pull on his neck again and fill my mouth.
Raphael shudders and his cock jerks, spilling more hot cum inside my clenching pussy.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” he roars in agonizing pleasure as yet another orgasm tears through us. “Draining me to death through my cock?!”
Giggling at his fury, I start to suck hard on his neck again.
Only to be stopped by my spine suddenly slamming into a wall hard enough to make a dent.
Blinking in confusion, I pull away from his neck and look at his face.
He stares a hole into me, his jaw set and his nostrils flaring.
Oh… he must be really mad if he’s breathing the way he is…
“I’m sorry,” I try to say seriously, but it comes out as another giggle. “But you taste so good…”
And he does.
He’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I can’t help but crave him.
Crave him like a person dying of thirst… especially after the shitty blood he forced down my throat.
Eyes still golden, they pierce right through me, but I see something new in their depths. A darkness swirling around those beautiful, glittering irises.