Page 39 of Beauty and Her Beasts (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 1)

His fingers plunged into my sex, and his thumb brushed against my clit. I sucked in a breath as pressure built between my legs. His mouth tasted my skin and my mouth. My fingers tangled themselves in his long blond hair.

“Scream for me,” he said.

I smirked. My response came out through gasps of air. “Why? What does my screaming do for you?”

But even I knew I was fighting a losing battle. He didn’t respond to my question, he simply kissed me and rubbed my sex slick with need. He massaged me to climax, and I screamed through my pleasure until his hand stopped.

As I caught my breath, Gunnar’s hand rested on my waist and he urged me to my side. His body pressed against my back, and he lifted my leg over his.

Then he entered me, and I gasped at his enormous size. His fingers once again found my sensitive clit, where he rubbed me to oblivion while he moved inside me. His teeth grazed the skin on the back of my shoulder just before he sucked on the side of my neck, right at the sweet spot.

Unexpectedly, he removed his hand, squeezed me close to him, and rolled onto his back. He managed to stay inside me as I sat up, following his unspoken directions. I tuked my feet close to his body, facing his feet, and started to move into a steady rhythm.

I had no idea this position was a thing, much less how amazing it felt. I let out a soft moan. Gunnar growled and pushed me forward. Pressure between my legs increased as I continued to wiggle above him, gripping his legs for support.

“Sit up,” Gunnar said, and I did so, slowly. Movements and switching positions seemed to have an effect on my orgasms. He pulled himself up and wrapped an arm around me, leaving kisses and nibbles along my back as he returned another hand to my sex.

I gripped his testicles, earning a groan. I gently pulled and massaged them as I wiggled above him. Gasping and sighing as another wave of pleasure rocketed through me.

As the latest of a string of orgasms the night would bring me ended, Gunnar kissed my shoulder, and said, “Turn around and face me.”

His dick slid out of me as I moved, and while he helped me to resituate over him, I eyed the massive size of his cock. It was thick and the perfect length to fill me and then some. He kissed me as I settled his erection inside me once more. His hands tangled through my hair as his tongue explored every crevice in my mouth.

I rocked on top of him, finding a rhythm that worked in my favor.

Gunnar groaned and nibbled on my lip. “You feel so amazing. I love how you sound when you come. I want to hear you scream again.”

I smirked as I stared into his beautiful blue eyes. “I guess you’re just gonna have to make me, now won’t you.”

He growled as the world spun around me. I landed on my back, dizzy from the movement and giddy from our little play.

Gunnar gripped my thighs and pulled me closer to him, angling my ass so that it rested on his chest. I gasped and a soft oh escaped my lips. He chuckled against my sex, vibrating my clit and sending chills through my entire frame.

“That’s right, Allana,” he said, “I’m going to watch you scream and squirm, and I am going to love every second of it.”

I blinked as the tip of his tongue flicked along my swollen clit. My thighs shuddered as a string of warmth bled through my center.

“Mmm...” he murmured. “So delicious.”

I sighed as I reached for a means to brace myself with my thighs hanging over his shoulders, my sex in his mouth, and my complete inabilitynotto quake with pleasure, it was all I could do to bite against the release his mouth was sending me to.

“Don’t fight it,” he pleaded. “I want to taste your pleasure.”

His words. They were rough, deep, primal.

I lost control and I gushed into his mouth. Gunnar made slurping sounds mixed with moans of delight as I screamed through my climax. It was the most powerful yet, and I knew we weren’t done. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take for one night.

He sucked and licked and lapped at my juices until I came again, and again, and again. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he slid my legs off of him and settled his dick at my entrance.

“You taste better than anything I have ever had the pleasure of putting in my mouth before,” he said.

I sighed and smiled. A soft giggle escaped my lips. Words were useless to me. My brain could barely function much less form a coherent enough thought to produce words.

He slid inside me, slowly. “Don’t worry. I’ll take it easy on you this time.”

As he moved deep inside me, I found myself spreading my legs wider, allowing him to fill every ounce of the room I had for him. Then he pushed himself even deeper and I groaned against the pain that bled into pleasure so sweet I couldn’t fathom how it got any better than this.

He kept his smooth pace as he moved inside me. His mouth explored mine, my neck, and my breasts, all the while, never speeding up or slowing down. Minutes later, he grunted. His movements came with more pressure. My climax built instantly. Another tick faster, and I moaned as my release gave way. Gunnar buried his face into my neck as he groaned and shuddered. Seconds later, hot liquid spilled inside me.

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