Page 33 of Warrior Revealed

“Fuck,” Nadzia moaned, tossing her head back.

“Just this once?” he asked, parroting the words she’d used the other night.

Nadzia nodded, biting her lip. Apparently, his idea of torture wasn’t that bad after all.

He pressed the toy deeper while rubbing her clit faster. When he reached the recesses of her sheath, he applied a little more pressure, testing her limits. Nadzia moaned in response. He did it again, and miraculously she stretched to accommodate the added length.

“Break me,” he groaned, imagining his front spur impaling her. She’d be a tight fit, but she could take him.

He twisted the phallus then started to retreat. Nadzia spasmed, sending a tremor through the toy, teasing his hand. Inadvertently he bucked, his spurs jerking. Her wet heat would feel amazing squeezing his lengths. He pushed the toy back in as far as it would go then pulled back going faster with each pass, mimicking the way he desperately wanted to rut on top of her.

Nadzia’s sweet panting moans and groans grew more frantic. Her body jerking as he continued to tease her clit. It was a shame he hadn’t stripped off her shirt, but at least he could see her erect nipples poking through the shirt as she arched her back. Beads of sweat dotted her flushed skin. She was gorgeous, fighting against the oncoming climax, her muscles tightening rhythmically. He moved faster, thrusting harder as he massaged her clit.

Suddenly Nadzia cried out, her legs flanking his waist going stiff while her sheath spasmed uncontrollably around the toy. He salivated at the need to taste her. Her intoxicating scent filled the room, driving him wild. He desperately wanted to shove his tongue deep in her sheath and feel the way she gripped him as she climaxed.

With that in mind he pulled slowly back. The bulbous head of the toy emerged from her quaking body, glossy with her desire. He watched as the viscous nectar streamed down to her rear channel. The puckered little hole taunted him with the way it trembled in the wake of her orgasm. He’d tested it the night before and it was tighter than her upper sheath and seemed even more sensitive.

Nadzia

She heaved in deep breaths as she attempted to gather her wits. She hated not being able to touch Aculus, but the man certainly didn’t disappoint. Unexpectedly she felt pressure against her anus and her eyes widened. She’d barely recovered from her orgasm and was hardly prepared for round two. And certainly not ready for what he had planned.

“Aculus!” Instinctively her cheeks clenched, her legs jerking. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m piercing your rear.” Aculus looked up from where he hovered over her waist.

“It was a rhetorical question!”

She squirmed up the bed but could only go so far with her wrists frozen against the pillow.

Oh god.The toy wasn’t as big as his cocks but she was still going to need a lot of lube to manage it.

Reflexively she looked at the side table where a bottle of lotion sat. He followed her gaze, his rakish expression growing even more wicked as he reached for the container. Anxiously she watched him squeeze the thick cream onto the rounded toy.

“You’re a sexual deviant,” she insisted, raised her knees and clamped her thighs shut, pressing her heels against her ass.

“I am.” He grinned.

Aculus wrapped one hand around her ankles and pulled them away from her bottom, then used a knee to pin her legs to the bed. She realized, lying on her side like this, he had even better access to her rear.

“Aculus?!” she nervously repeated when he spread her cheeks and pressed the slick toy against her anus.

His wicked expression softened, and rather than forcing the toy into her puckered opening, he leaned in and kissed her hip.

“Just relax, beautiful.” He shifted her, draping her knee over his broad shoulder, wrapping his arm around her thigh to keep her leg in place. “I’ll go slow,” he assured her, his fingers combing through the curls on her mound.

It didn’t really put her at ease because now he had a closeup view of her snooch from stem to stern, but she found herself nodding anyway.

Again he pressed the toy against her rear, rocking it back and forth to spread the lube. At the same time he found her clit, which was still tender. He stroked the nub, bottom to top, with a feather light touch. It contrasted with the building pressure in her ass as he stretched the straining ring of muscles. She shivered and bit her lips when he paused to massage the rim of her anus, before working the bulbous end of the phallus farther in. She’d never let someone do anything so personal and didn’t realize how sensitive her ass was.

Her breath burst out with a gasp when the toy finally popped past her resistant pucker and he simultaneously tapped her swollen clit. The odd spike of pleasure and triumphant relief shot through her, her ass clenching around the invader.

“Oh, yes,” Aculus groaned, staring at her intimate flesh. “You are pouring nectar.”

His long tongue took a swipe at her vagina and she pulled in another sharp breath, her breasts heaving. The breath emerged as a moaning whine when he shoved his long, thick appendage into her pussy, and wiggled the toy in her ass. Vigorously he started rubbing her clit.

“No,” she stammered, unable to stand it.

The pleasure of her last orgasm returned in an instant as he fucked her ass and pussy. Her legs strained, her heel digging into his muscular back. The spasms coursing through her made her legs clench, but his broad shoulders kept them from closing as he worked her over.

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