Chapter 31
Absolute Devastation
CORMAC
Fucking hell.
She’s soaked.
Panting. Writhing on the stairs.
And I swear to fucking god, I saw her pouty bottom lip wobble when I pulled on my cock.
All that hot slick sliding down from her pretty pussy between her ass cheeks is enough to already have me seconds from coming. I want to fill all her holes, stretch them out, watch my cum drip out of her.
And I want her screaming, wailing, fucking crying from how good I make her feel. Nothing less than absolute devastation will be enough for my little bunny.
I can’t believe I’m actually about to fuck her.
Since we met, I’ve imagined how I’d do it a million times; I don’t even want to think about how many times I must have before.
She’s so beautiful, dusky pink nipples rock hard, all her gorgeous skin on display, flushed with exhilaration and desire.
Watching her in the shower and not joining her was torture. Seeing her perfect, plush, dimpled ass with the hot water running down it, and all I could do was wait, palming my dick through my sweats.
She wanted this so bad that she made herself into prey for me. But I don’t want the water washing away all the mess she’s making for me to play with. I want to revel in her and how fucking soaked she is, watch it drip out of her onto the floor while she screams my name.
Watching her face for any sign of changing her mind, I hover over her on the stairs, stroking my cock and angling it at her entrance.
The second my head hits the soft wetness between her thighs, grazing her swollen clit, her head falls back, and she sighs, spreading her legs further, waiting for me to finally fill her body.
“Look at me, Brigit,” I command. I need to see her gorgeous face when I sink into her for the first time.
She listens immediately, her eyes landing on mine, heavy with desire and anticipation.
And then, finally, fucking finally, I push forward, filling her pussy with one smooth motion, my cock surrounded by her wet, soft warmth wrapping around me like it was made for me.
Her eyes widen in shock, and a gasping, whining moan slips through her open mouth as her jaw drops.
My body moves in a few shallow, testing thrusts, getting us both adjusted to the intensity, stretching her open.
Already, her mouth spills pretty little sounds of praise, soft moans and whimpers, while one of her hands grips my shoulder and the other holds the stairs above her to stabilize herself.
I fuck her just a little harder, and her eyes flutter closed, her head falling onto the step beneath it. Driving into her hot pussy, the proof of how fucking good she’s feeling coats my cock, filling the stairway with the primal sound of her wetness squelching around me.
Moan after delicious moan escapes Brigit’s mouth. I need to fucking taste them, sloppily pressing my lips to hers while I drive into her over and over, drinking down her every sound like they’re my lifeline.
She tries to follow, moving her mouth against mine, whimpering when my tongue slides filthily against hers. I fill her body with my cock and her mouth with my tongue, owning her completely, and she takes all of it with reckless, wild desperation.
“Oh, my Bunny,” I groan into her mouth, wrapping one arm around her waist between the steps, pulling her flush against me, her soft tits and hard nipples pushed against my chest. “Oh, fuck, you feel so good.”
She whines, arching her spine and moving with my every thrust, spreading her legs and writhing on my cock, trying to take me further inside her hot channel.
Barely containing a growl, I sink my other hand roughly into the hair at her nape, keeping most of my weight on my knees so I can push up into her and pull her down onto me with my brutal, possessive grip.
“Oh,” she whimpers, over and over again, perfect little, “Oh, oh, oh,”s in time with every joining of our bodies.
“You’re so good, Brigit,” I grunt, driving harder and harder, forcing her onto my cock while I push into her, fucking her with everything I have.
Her wide-open mouth pushes messily against mine, moaning into it.
Every slap of my body meeting hers echoes off the walls, joining her growing wails and the hot, wet sounds of her cunt soaking me.
“I knew you’d be such a good fuck. You moan so pretty for me. ”
She cries out, digging her nails into my back, “Cormac, oh— oh, my god, oh, oh, oh, oh fuck.”
“Yeah?” I growl, the sharp pain of her nails scratching down my ribs making my cock jump inside her, breaking me out in goosebumps. “Oh, yeah, oh you love taking this cock, don’t you?”
She tries to nod, and I tighten my grip on her hair, pulling until her neck extends, opening up for me to run my tongue along, dragging a ragged scream out of my gorgeous, delirious with lust girl.
Sinking my teeth into her neck, I order, “Tell me. Tell me how much you love it.”
“I love it,” she cries.
“Fucking hell, Brigit,” I rail into her, little more than a feral animal chasing after the screaming orgasm I need from her. “You’re so good at taking orders. Such a sweet little Bunny.”
A pathetic, needy, whimpering cry slips from between her kiss-swollen lips.
“You’re my fucking Bunny, huh?” I bite out through gritted teeth, making her squeal again. “My obedient, slutty little Bunny.”
“Yours,” she agrees with a cry.
Jesus Christ.
I bet she’d say anything I asked right now. She loves being told what to do while I fuck her, loves not having to think.
“Tell me you’re my slutty little bunny, Brig.”
She whines, her cunt flexing around me, so close to release she can’t stop the endless whines and cries of my name, sprinkled with desperate pleas I don’t think she even means to utter.
“Say it,” I bite her shoulder hard, making her scream, the sound ringing in my ears until my spine tingles and my cock swells, threatening to unload and spill inside her.
She surrenders, crying out with wild abandon, “I’m your slutty little bunny.”
My eyes roll back in my head, knowing the sound of her screaming that while taking my dick like it’s her only salvation will be the last thing I think of every night and the first every morning.
There’s no overstating how god damn perfect she is, how fucking incredible it feels to finally fuck her into oblivion.
I groan into the skin still trapped in my mouth, my teeth digging into her skin, giving her the same pinch of pain her fucking nails are injecting into my back, wildly thrusting, hitting her G-spot with every push, feeling her tighten around me.
“Cormac— fuck, I’m gonna— I’m gonna fucking come. Jesus— fuck, please,” she squeals. “Oh, my god, oh god, oh—” her words cut off in a scream as she shatters, her hot cunt squeezing my cock, trying to fucking drag it further inside, pulsing around me with almost painful intensity.
I grunt and groan into her skin, more animal than man, tasting the blood blooming across my tongue from accidentally breaking skin.
The taste of her coppery liquid, the pulsing of her pussy around me, and the sound of her wails of pain and pleasure drag me into my own orgasm; her delicious shoulder the only thing keeping the sound of me shouting her name muffled.
Hot spurts flow out of me into her fluttering cunt as we come together, every flex of her pussy milking more cum from my throbbing dick, the sound of our orgasms mixing adding to the filthy squelching of liquid between Brigit’s legs.
When the high fades and my thrusts slow into lazy, sated pushes of my hips into hers, my rough grip on her nape releases, and she hisses out a breath of relief.
I run my mouth and tongue soothingly across the broken skin from my teeth, drowning in bliss from the flavor of her flesh and blood and the sweat gathering across her heated body.
Lifting my head to look at her face, Brigit’s all but boneless, her head resting on the step, eyes closed and mouth wide open, taking in huge heaving breaths.
I take just a moment to bask in her post-orgasmic beauty, how soft and serene she looks. The only time she ever seems fully relaxed is after I’ve forced her into screaming orgasms.
“I think I cut you,” she mumbles.
Only after she mentions it do I realize that we have matching injuries. The unmistakable warmth of spilled blood trickles down my back.
I chuckle, kissing her collarbone, “That’s okay. I went full vampire on your shoulder.”
With a small laugh, her heavy eyes open, landing on me.
I smile, feeling the small bits of dried blood creasing at the corners of my lips.
“Oh, you weren’t kidding,” she bites her lip to contain a laugh, glancing down at the imprints of my teeth on her skin. “Wow.”
I gently ease myself from her body, and she hisses.
“Are you okay, baby?” I ask, easing her hair from her face. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
She nods, closing her eyes again, leaning into my touch with a blissful sigh, “I didn’t even notice. I think it actually made me come harder.”
It definitely did.
“You’re a fucking vision when you come, Brigit,” I mumble absentmindedly against her cooling skin, teasing her jawline with my lips. “If I could keep you here and do nothing but find new ways to get you off, I’d be the luckiest bastard alive.”
She releases a breathy laugh, running her fingers lightly across my chest and neck, tracing the lines of my tattoos with delicate, unhurried curiosity.
Nuzzling her neck, I breathe out heavily, “We can’t stay here, sweetie.”
“Why not?” she asks. “Aside from the rug burn on my ass, I’m pretty comfortable.”
A small chuckle slips out before I can stop it, huffing it across her neck.
“Because I need to take care of you,” I confess. “You made a mess.”
“You made a mess,” she argues. “I can feel you dripping out of me.”
I groan, my dick threatening to harden and go for round two already.
“Yeah?” I tease. “Let me see.”
Straightening up onto my knees, I grab behind hers, spreading her thighs.
A possessive, wild sense of self-satisfaction sizzles under my skin at the view between my Bunny's thighs.