He rubs the tip over my slit while breathing out a growl. I feel the faint coolness of a metal ball, but ignore it, my panting and kiss becoming more and more demanding as I find myself reaching for that climb. My legs widen, and my kiss slows. I’m just about to tilt my hips again when he pushes inside of me with force.
My teeth sink into the cushion of his bottom lip as I cry out in pain, my nails clawing at his back. He pushes one last time with more power than before until the pressure I’m feeling explodes with a deep click as his pelvis presses against my clit. Everything is on fire, the burning almost unbearable.
He stops the kiss, looking down at me. “Tell me when you’re good to go.”
Tears prick the corner of my eyes. Everything stings. It is not like the movies at all. I’m filled to the hilt, while everything south manages to scream in pain. It feels like he murdered my pussy. Literally. The tears don’t fall, because as soon as I feel my body release the pain, I rub my clit against him again. An inner battle begins inside of me. The fight for pleasure and the reality of pain, but when they mix together…
A moan slips from my mouth as I grind against him again, the burning slowly merging into a climb I’ve come to love. My clit throbs with hunger, chasing the thrill of the big swoop from my arousal. Need. Want.
“Fuck,” he growls. “Fuck. I’m trying really hard not to lose my shit and tear you apart. Gonna need your help. You wanna pull out for me?”
I shake my head. “No. You do it.”
He bites on my jawline while slowly withdrawing his cock from my tightness.
“Fuck!” I scream so loud I’m surprised no one rushes into the room.
It’s like being cut open and then dousing the wound with alcohol. The pain is agonizing, but the pleasure once again washes in. It’s confusing. But I like it. He slams into me again, and this time the scream dissolves and turns more into a moan. The pain is still simmering on the surface, but the pleasure is too strong. He’s too good. Too right. He pushes in and pulls out, his teeth sinking into my neck, erupting sharp stings everywhere. His fingers dig into my thighs when the second orgasm tears out of me. This one was a little messier than the first. Sweat is blistering off my body, my hair matted to my cheeks. He continues to grind inside of me until he finds a speed that we both move to.
“Fuck.” His lips come to mine, his tongue on the tip. “Taste that?”
I do. My lips move faster as I suck his tongue into my mouth.
“Hungry bitch.” He pulls out before I can catch my third orgasm, his head disappearing and his teeth finding my sternum. He trails down and down… when he reaches my clit, he sucks it back into his mouth.
“Oh shit!” My back arches off the bed with my hands on my breasts.
He sucks, licks, and drinks up all of my moans, swallowing my pleasure like it’s a shot of whiskey. Moving lower, my fingers find his hair. I feel the slither of his tongue slip over my inner thigh, before landing back on my clit.
“Brantley,” I whimper. “No.”
“Shut up. Don’t tell me no.” Finally, he moves back up my body, and when he’s finally above me, he laughs, his fangs sticking out the sides with fresh blood around his lips. “What’s the matter, baby?” His face drops closer to mine. “Scared?”
My mouth closes.
He lowers his to mine while driving his cock back inside of me. I wince from the pain, but I’m too distracted with the intense energy he’s projecting onto me to really care right now.
He licks his lips. “Kiss me.” He thrusts inside of me slowly, rubbing my clit with his pelvic bone. I feel the bumps of metal inside of me now, like the sensitivity is setting in.
Piercings! Oh my God. I gave my virginity to the Devil.
“I—” His lips hover over mine, my thighs clenching together as my eyes roll to the back of my head when I catch the next build. I lean up and kiss him. The pungent taste of metal coats my mouth, but I don’t let go because my body is rolling, caught in a riptide of pleasure that doesn’t want to release me. I feel my soul leave my body when my legs shake and soft cries escape from my mouth and enter his.
He hisses, biting down on my lip as his hand comes to my throat. “Next time I fuck you. It won’t be like this.” He sucks my lip into his mouth, groaning through his release. “It’ll be so much fucking worse.” Then he collapses on top of me, his cock throbbing, expanding my walls and filling me with hot liquid.