Page 85 of The Satyr's Guilt
“Stop teasing.”
He shifted his hips forward, his crownnudging her pussy.
“Yes, Ram. Now.”
Shoving into her, he flexed his ass whileher nails gouged his shoulders. Another inch. Her muscles grippedhim, sucking him in. He pushed deeper, groaning. “Fuck, doll. Alittle farther.”
Ram bent her knees, tilting her up to takemore of him. He slammed into her, buried to his hilt. “Oh, damn.”She was divine.
“Wait. Don’t move. Let me get used to you.”Denim’s breath hitched.
The hardest thing in his life was to holdstill rather than pound into this female like an animal, but hewanted her to enjoy the coupling.
Her ass rose from the bed as she undulatedbeneath him. He watched his shaft slide out of her before heplunged back in. “Oh, yeah. You take me just right.”
“Harder, satyr. Faster.”
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Denim moaned when he molded a hand aroundher breast, squeezing while his hips continued their assault. Helatched onto a nipple again. He sucked, licked, nipped, his mouthfull of her flesh.
He slammed forward. Inched his cock out.Glided in, touching all the right places.
Too much sensation. His wet mouth sucking onher breast. His shaft plundering her body. His rock-hard absflexing as his rhythm got faster, more frantic. Flesh slappingflesh.
With his hair falling around her, a silky,sensual curtain, his lips deserted her breasts. She fixed on Ram’seyes, his irises solid neon green. He was feeding. Suddenly, hischeekbones were like sharpened blades, his jaw cut stone. Denimcould swear short horns curled back from the top of his head,barely peeking out. His transformation and the intensity of hernourishing him sent her to the edge. She locked her ankles over hisbuttocks while she arched off the bed, taking the full force of hisferal assault.
This was her wild, gorgeous satyr.
She was so close. “Yes, Ram. Oh, yes.”
His hips plowed forward as her orgasmgathered slowly. It was fog rolling in, building until it was astorm. The mist ebbed. It rolled in again. With each new thrustfrom Ram, the sensation hit her anew. Stronger. Fiercer until itwas a hurricane.
She screamed his name, clawing his back.Unable to come down completely, Denim gripped Ram’s upper armstight while he hammered into her, faster, harder, chasing his ownrelease. When it struck, she was sent into one more orgasm.
While their heartbeats slowed, he held hisgroin snug against her. Then he clutched her ass and rolled themboth to the side. “Doll, I don’t think I’ve ever come so fuckinghard.”
His horns had disappeared. His face wassofter when his steely arms wrapped around her. “How are you?”
She couldn’t lift her head.Hell.“Ican barely breathe.”
“We’re just starting.”
“Did I hallucinate or did you kind of changeon me there?”
“Change how?”
“Your face? Horns?”
Ram’s breath caught. He hesitated. “It’s asatyr thing. Only happens when… Well, never happened to mebefore.”
Denim smiled against his chest, pleasedshe’d had such an effect on him. When she pressed against histhigh, he clasped her hand and moved it to his hard cock.
“See what you’re doing to me?”
“I’m ready if you are.”
“We don’t have to be anywhere for hours. Inthe other good news department, I have a shitload of condoms.Spread your legs and lie back while I taste you.”
