Page 226 of Cruel Devotion

Oh. Fuck.

My cock detonated again, and I gripped her even harder to me, desperate for her to never escape.

It was a supernova of sensation, an explosion of ecstasy that obliterated the boundaries of my senses and left me trembling in its wake.

I whispered into her ear. “I love you, Moni.”

“L-lei. . .”

My muscles tightened in my shoulders.

Cramping hit my legs.

Ravenous shudders rippled down my spine.

My mind went blank.

A guttural roar escaped my lips as I released more of my sperm inside her, marking her as my own in a way that went far beyond the physical.

And even more, I wanted to bite her.

Consume her.

Fucking open her body up and lay inside of her.

Never leave.

Never be away from her.

Goddamn it. God fucking damn it.

Closing my eyes, I collapsed onto her spent and gasping for breath. My arms loosened a little, although I still had her next to me.

Moni shivered against me as her breasts rose and fell meeting my chest and poking me with those stiff nipples.

I knew I had to get off her. There was no way I wasn’t crushing her delicate frame, but. . .I just couldn’t fucking move.

Her body hummed beneath mine, still racked with occasional shivers from her own release.

You can do it. Come on.

Panting, I kept my eyes closed, held Moni tightly and rolled us away so that I lay on my back and she was on my chest.

She shrieked.

I groaned.

The room was heavy with the scent of our sex.

We lay there entangled in each other’s arms.

I breathed in and out.

I’m not the same person.

As we lay there, panting and basking in the aftermath of our passion, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of completion.

We didn’t just have sex. We merged souls.

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