Page 125 of Shadow & Stars
“Do it,” I whispered, consumed by the inferno. “Fucking do it…”
Xavier broke out of his binds, flipping me onto my back, my legs in the air with a dizzying burst of speed.
“Fuck…”
He plunged back into me, colliding with my sweet spot harder than before. My toes curled, every nerve trapped in its own storm of pleasure. He thrust into me, his hips liquid, his rhythm a work of art.
I grabbed his arse cheeks, squeezing, holding on through the ride. Deeper and deeper, harder and harder, carrying me higher than the clouds.
Rougher. Carnal. Fucking amazing, our bodies drenched in sweat, his hair tickling my face.
“Fuck… Yeah… Fuck…”
He growled and pounded me and took me to paradise like never before. No matter how sweaty and animalistic we were, this came from love. A new love, a real love. It was both furious and sensual, straddling so many opposites.
My body had never felt so alive. So free.
“I’m… I’m going…”
The final stretch, the pleasure building to blazing levels. No going back, the stars waiting to embrace me.
“Cum for me,” he purred, fucking me harder than I thought possible.
My hands crushed his arse cheeks as the big moment arrived, my balls so tight, my demon heart pounding in my ears.
Here it comes…
Here it?—
I climaxed in an incredible explosion, painting my chest in hot jets of cum as my eyes rolled back, my hold on myself surrendering to the incredible, riotous sensation.
“Fuck!” I bellowed, releasing his arse, clawing at the bed sheets.
I wouldn’t stop coming, so much pent-up semen shooting out of me, like a dormant volcano happy to get its lava on again.
“Holy shit!”
Xavier kept thrusting, growling his way to climax.
I grabbed his face, holding his gaze to mine, reveling in the pants, the incredible heat, his beads of sweat splashing my cheeks.
“Roman…” He spoke as his cock throbbed and unleased its own volcanic eruption into me, filling me up to the brim.
I loved having every part of Xavier inside me—cock, cum, saliva, fingers, and his beautiful heart.
Spent, my beautiful demon collapsed on top of me, burying his face into the crook of my neck.
I held him, more cum shooting out of his shaft as he stayed inside me.
“There’s so much of it,” he mumbled.
I kissed his damp hair, happy to remain connected like this for the rest of the night.
“You’re amazing,”I told him, tracing a finger across the scar on his chest.
“So are you.”
We kissed and I rested my head on his chest, enveloped in his cinnamon-violet scent.
