32. Second Life #5
“Mateo,” I commanded. My voice sounded darker and carried a new, heavy weight. “Take care of Luca. He needs a distraction right now.”
Mateo let out a low, vibrating rumble of amusement. He walked across the room and grabbed Luca by the arm. He dragged Luca toward the hallway, leaving Draco and me entirely alone in the dim light. The heavy oak door clicked shut behind them.
I turned my full attention back to Draco. He sat perfectly still in the wooden chair. His massive, slick erection rested against his stomach. His black eyes burned with a dark, blazing pride. He looked incredibly satisfied by my sudden display of dominance.
I stepped between his spread thighs. I climbed onto his lap and straddled his hips. I pressed my bare chest flush against his pale skin. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and buried my face in the crook of his neck.
“You are mine,” I whispered against his pulse point.
I dragged my open mouth down his throat. I licked the salty sweat from his collarbone. I rubbed my face against his chest, mapping the hard ridges of his torso.
I kissed the hard planes of his stomach and pressed a tender, lingering kiss over his heart. I wanted him to feel the absolute depth of my devotion. I wanted to worship every single inch of the body that had sacrificed so much to keep me alive.
I lifted my head and looked at his handsome face. He watched me with a starving intensity. I reached over to the nightstand beside the bed. I grabbed the heavy glass bottle of lubricant. I popped the cap open and poured a generous pool of the thick, clear liquid directly into my palm.
I reached down between our tangled bodies. I wrapped my slick hand around the base of his towering erection. I coated every inch of his thick shaft with the cold fluid. I swirled my fingers around the blunt, heavy head. I worked the lube into his sensitive slit until he hissed.
I poured more lubricant onto my fingers. I reached behind myself and rubbed the slick fluid over my own swollen, aching entrance. I pushed two fingers inside to prepare my internal walls for his staggering girth.
I pulled my fingers out and lifted my hips. I aligned my wet hole perfectly over the blunt tip of his massive cock. I looked directly into his black, blown-out eyes. I did not ask for permission. I simply dropped my weight down.
The invasion was breathtaking. I sank onto his thick shaft with a loud, wet gasp. The sheer size of him stretched my internal muscles incredibly wide. I took his entire length in one smooth, desperate slide. I bottomed out against his groin. The absolute fullness made my vision blur.
Draco grabbed my hips with his large, cold hands. His long fingers dug deep into my flesh, anchoring me to his lap. He drove his hips upward, meeting my downward descent with a brutal counter-thrust.
I threw my head back and screamed his name. I started to ride him. I bounced on his lap with a frantic, uncoordinated desperation. Every downward plunge forced his thick cock deep into my gut. The wet slapping sounds of our bodies colliding echoed loudly in the quiet bedroom.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tightly.
He fucked me upward from the chair, setting a relentless, punishing pace.
He hit a deep, sensitive spot inside me over and over again.
The friction built a roaring fire inside my blood.
I felt the heavy pulse of his ancient seed building deep within his groin.
“Fill me,” I sobbed against his shoulder. “Give it to me, Draco.”
I smashed my mouth against his lips. Draco met my desperate hunger with a violent passion.
Our teeth clashed together in the dim light.
I forced my tongue past his lips and tasted the dark, intoxicating essence of his ancient power.
We devoured each other while the heavy friction of his massive cock sliding inside my body anchored me to the present moment.
Mateo had simply dragged Luca to the plush rug near the heavy oak door. I could hear every single detail of their frantic coupling with my new vampire senses. The wet, heavy slap of Mateo's groin colliding with Luca's pale skin echoed loudly across the large bedroom.
Luca let out a high, broken wail. He was completely overwhelmed by the staggering girth of the enforcer.
He screamed loudly, begging Mateo to fuck him harder.
He pleaded for the werewolf to stretch his tight hole and fill him completely.
Mateo answered those desperate pleas with a series of deep, animalistic growls.
The sheer volume of their raw lust filled the air, wrapping around us like a thick, heavy blanket.
The sound of their violent mating pushed me entirely over the edge.
I rode Draco with a blinding, frantic speed.
I bounced on his lap in the heavy wooden chair, taking his thick cock as deep as my internal walls would allow.
I wanted to match the feral energy consuming the entire room.
I ground my hips against his groin, chasing the exact angle that made my vision flash white.
Draco let out a dark, vibrating roar. He grabbed my thighs with his large, cold hands. His long fingers dug deeply into my flesh. Then he moved with a terrifying, effortless surge of power. He stood up from the chair without ever breaking our connection.
The sheer strength required to lift my solid weight while remaining buried to the hilt inside me was magnificent.
I gasped loudly at the sudden shift in gravity.
I wrapped my legs tightly around his narrow waist and locked my ankles together.
I clung to his broad shoulders as he carried me across the room in three long, predatory strides.
He slammed my bare back against the cold stone wall of the bedroom.
The heavy impact knocked the breath completely from my lungs.
The freezing stone provided a shocking contrast to the boiling heat of his pale body pressing flush against mine.
He pinned me there, using his massive body to trap me against the solid architecture of Blackthorne.
He drove his hips forward. He started to fuck me against the wall with a brutal, punishing rhythm. Every upward thrust forced his thick cock incredibly deep into my gut. He used the leverage of the solid wall to achieve an impossible depth. The friction was devastating.
“You are completely mine,” Draco snarled right against my ear. His hot breath sent a violent shiver down my spine. “Tell me you belong to this cock, Nico. Tell me you belong to me for the rest of eternity.”
“I belong to you,” I gasped loudly. I thrashed my head against the cold stone. “I want your cock. Breed me, Draco. Ruin my tight hole. Claim every single inch of me.”
My filthy words acted like a dark fuel for his arousal. He thrust deeper, hitting the very center of my pleasure with pinpoint accuracy.
“I am going to fill you so deep,” he promised with a ragged, breathy growl. “I am going to pump my seed so far inside you that you will never feel empty again. You are a perfect, filthy slut for my cock.”
“Yes,” I sobbed. I clawed at his broad back, leaving long red scratches across his pale skin. “Fuck me harder. Use me. Make me shatter.”