Page 40 of Destined for the Devil
I was speechless, lost in his gaze, in his voice, in his energy. His fingers trailed down my neck, over my collarbone, and down my arm, clasping my hand, the action feeling more intimate than us being naked in front of each other. “I’ve never wanted anything…the way I want you.” He breathed, pressing his lips to mine and pushing me into the abyss.
“Take me,” I pleaded into his lips, barely able to catch my breath. “Own me. Fucking brand me as yours.” My mind was a delirious mess, but I’d never been so sure of my words.
With a savage look in his eyes, he took control and pushed me onto the bed. I scampered up, hungrily watching him climb on, towering over me, just the way I liked it. He moved slowly, deliberately, but I couldn't wait anymore—I pulled him into me, letting him fall on top, right in between my legs.
"Such a pure little angel...so fucking desperate,” he taunted, lining up his hard cock right at my entrance. Slowly, he pushed inside, and all of meburnedwith desire. "So fucking sweet...so incredibly tight,” he growled into my neck, his perfect dick filling me up inch by inch and sending my eyes into the back of my head.
Fuck, fuck,fuck!It felt too fucking good, and all of me shivered at the intrusion, barely able to catch my breath. So Roman stopped…and waited. My eyes met his, and we both knew the connection between us was undeniable. It was charged. It was fucking life-changing.
Slowly, I slid my hands up his cheeks and leaned in, claiming hislips once more. He thrust in just then, sending a wild hurricane of endorphins through every drop of my blood. His fingers wrapped around my wrists, and he pinned them to the bed so I fully belonged to him, on display; he could do whatever he wanted.
"Fuck, little angel, you take me so good.” His breath was hot on my lips, and he picked up the pace, easily sliding in and out of my soaked pussy.
Fuck, I would. I would fucking take him for as long as he wanted. I'd spread my legs for him and let him do what he pleased.
“Yes! Harder! Do it harder, fuck me harder," I pleaded in complete euphoria. My eyes were shut, and my mind floated somewhere else, but Roman's tongue ran all the way up my neck to my lips.
And then he fucking slammed into me. I yelped from the force, melting underneath his touch and giving all my life energy to him.
Yes, this was what I wanted. Harder, faster, and rougher, Romanfuckedme, his hot breath on my skin, his eyes shut with pleasure, and my requests fulfilled.
The whole world fell away. It was just him, with me, now, inside me, on top of me. My kiss was hungry, like I'd never kissed anyone before, and he responded with the same energy, feasting on my love.
He feltsofucking, incredibly, mindblowingly good inside me—I wanted more and more and more. Forever.
"Oh fuck, you're so big. Fuck, you feel so good!" My words were a whiny moan, my chest and abdomen on fire from the relentless action.
Soft, plump lips gifted me soft kisses, and he slowed down, but his thrusts turned harder, more brutal. Roman was huge, his muscles defined, and his tattooed body dominated me, letting me roam my eyes on the man who was in love with me.
He lifted up onto his knees and spread my legs further, his hands firmly on my knees. His eyes on mine—he was relentless, letting me feelevery ridge of his large cock inside me. Mesmerized, I watched his dick slide in and out of me, my lower belly bulging with every thrust inside.
I’d only heard about that happening, and here I was…living in that erotic reality.
His large palm landed just there, and he pressed down as he thrust in harder, the new sensation exploding inside me. My head fell back onto the pillow, and my own yelp echoed in my ears.
"Mmm...acts all innocent and pure...but takes my cock like a good little slut." Roman's deep voice filled up the room, all of me shivering at his words. "All mine. You belong to me!" He raised his voice slightly, matching the strength of his thrust.
Why did it feel freeing to submit myself to him? Being overpowered like that, letting him touch every inch of me, letting himownme?
I’d fantasized about being on top of him many times, and I wasn't about to miss the opportunity. With a light touch, I easily pushed him off, and he pulled me onto him, our lips locked in a kiss.
It was hot, dark, and explosive. My hair clung to my overheated body, my hips finding their rhythm just as I sank onto his cock.
The way he filled me up was the most satisfying feeling I’d ever had in my body. My jaw hanging open from the sensation, I threw my head back, all of my blood rushing down my body.
Our connection, the lust in his eyes, my heartbeat—it was all pure. I rode him harder, faster, desperate for this to never end. But his quiet moan almost halted my actions. No. I didn’t want him to be quiet or hold back.
I leaned in. "Do you enjoy making love to me, Roman? Don't hold back how you feel...I want to hear you too," I whispered into his lips just as his arms locked me in a hug.
I picked up the pace again...my face in his neck, my lips on his skin, my soul connecting with his. That irreplaceable tingling sensation bubbledinside my abdomen, my mind in a thick haze, but I heard it; I heard his moan, his fingers digging into my hips.
"Holy fuck, Isla, holy fuck..." he pleaded, but right at this moment, my mind switched off, and I couldn’t hold back the loud cry asevery single fiber of my body exploded inside me.
This was an out-of-body experience. Fucking Roman completely ruined sex for me for the rest of my life. We hadn’t even done anything crazy, but I knew.I knewthat I’d never be able to be in anyone else's bed ever again.
The insane orgasm took all my strength away. I couldn’t keep myself up, but Roman gently enveloped me and pushed me onto the bed, letting my eyes shut. He pulled out, and hot, viscous, sticky liquid squirted onto my stomach, his groans and gasps of pleasure echoing in my ears as he pumped out onto me.
Then, he ran his hand through his cum and rubbed it all over my stomach, chest, and neck, marking what was his.
