Page 209 of His Hell Girl

And all mine.

In two steps I'm behind her, my front fitted to her back as I slowly move my fingers down her shoulders.

"We have time for a quickie," I whisper in her ear.

Her breath hitches, her pulse picking up as I continue to languidly caress her skin.

"Fuck," she mutters, the sound of her husky voice going straight to my cock. "I've been waiting for this all day," she says, quickly turning around to face me.

"Hell girl," I rasp when I feel her hand moving down my chest before she cups me through my pants. "I've been walking around with a raging hard-on ever since you pulled the knife from that man's throat," I breathe out, the image forming in my mind again. "The blood gushing out and bathing you in red… Hades in the ninth circle of hell but I would have fucked you right there on top of his corpse if the police hadn't showed up."

She purrs at my words, her nose leaning into me and breathing me in, her hands grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it over my head.

"And I would have loved that," she replies just as her lips close over my neck, sucking and licking her way up.

"Fuck," I curse out, too impatient to wait.

Grabbing her by the nape, I bring her forcefully into me, all the pent-up desire exploding in one kiss. I open my mouth on top of hers, devouring her very essence as I feel her curves mold to my body, my erection nestled against her stomach.

Her fingers go lower as she fumbles with my zipper, pulling my pants down and wrapping her hand around me.

"Sisi," I groan at the feeling. "I need you now," I tell her, my hands going to her ass as I lift her up, impaling her on my cock in one swift thrust. She's already soaked, her pussy easily taking me inside, her tight heat wrapped around me and welcoming me home.

She moans deep in her throat, and I push her up against the wall, her back hitting the cold tiles as I start pumping in and out of her.

My hands splayed on her ribcage, her legs wrapped around my waist, I continue to viciously kiss her just as I aggressively thrust into her, letting her feel just how much she affects me—how much she owns me.

"I can't believe I lasted until now," I tell her in between harsh breaths.

"Me neither," she whimpers. "I kept clenching my thighs on the plane," she pauses on a moan, "hoping you'd notice and…" she cries out when I hit a spot deep inside her, "And take me. Fuck, Vlad, harder," she commands me and I can only obey.

Her eyes are half-closed, her rosy mouth parted as she mewls every time I advance and retreat.

"Oh, I noticed alright." I bring my mouth down her neck, my teeth nibbling at the sensitive skin. "But I knew once I started I couldn't have stopped until I had you on your knees and begging for mercy. We would have never made it here."

She knows this too. If I'd gotten even one hand under her dress, then it would have been game over.

"Even this is torture," I continue, sucking hard on her skin and leaving my mark. "Since it's just an appetizer."

"Tonight," she moans, "I need more," she prolongs the sound as her pussy clenches around me, her legs tightening around my body as she comes.

"Tonight," I repeat, my hand trailing up her body until I close my fingers over her neck, "I'll have time to destroy you."

Her eyes roll in the back of her head as she gives herself over to the pleasure, and that alone is enough to send me over the edge too, my cock swelling inside even more as I come deep in her pussy.

"It's a promise," she says as I lower her down.

My cum is running down the inside of her thigh, and I swipe it up with a finger, bringing it to her mouth. Her eyes on me, she opens up, sucking my finger in.

"I want you all marked, hell girl. I want everyone to see, smell and hear who you belong to," I whisper as I lean into her, leaving another love bite on her neck, just in case the first one wasn't visible enough.

"Yes," she breathes out, barely holding her balance as she teeters toward me.

"I wonder if our host would prefer cum instead of blood." I tenderly caress her face. "I'd have you draped in it…" My fingers brush her nipples and she gasps, her pupils so fucking dilated they engulf her irises. "Cum dripping from every inch of your skin…"

"Tonight," she says in that breathy tone of hers and I'm already hard again.

But we still have to emerge from the bathroom and mingle with the guests, so we quickly shower, after which I can't help myself from fucking her again, this time making sure my seed stays inside of her, so that she feels me every time she takes a step.

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