4. LYRA #3
He applies just a bit more pressure to my clit, his tongue rolling like a goddamn professional, and before I can even cry out, I shatter like glass, my orgasm tearing through me, hot and heavy. It rocks me to the core, shooting through my body like a bullet.
My walls spasm around his skilled fingers as my hips jerk against his face, taking everything he’s got to offer, and with every swipe of his tongue, my high continues to build, sending me soaring into the fucking stratosphere.
It’s too much, but he doesn’t let up, making sure I ride out every last second of it until I finally crash back to earth, my body falling limp against him.
He grins against my core, lapping up every drop of my arousal, and just before he pulls away, he presses the softest kiss directly to my clit.
“Holy shit,” I breathe, collapsing against the brick wall as he slowly pulls his fingers from within me and lifts me off his strong shoulders. He makes sure I’m settled and balanced on my feet before finally getting to his own, those once-hazel eyes now almost pitch-black as he watches me.
Maddox reaches for the front of his pants, the thick outline of his cock warning me that the fun hasn’t even begun yet.
He doesn’t say a word, just watches me as he rolls his tongue over his lips, still tasting me. His belt is released, and I watch with the deepest hunger as he reaches inside his pants and frees his thick cock. And damn it, he’s pierced.
My mouth waters, even more when he grips the thick base and begins stroking his hand up and down his veiny shaft.
It looks angry, and that’s just the way I like it.
I lean back against the brick wall, my pussy still trembling from the feel of his fingers inside of me, and as I lower my gaze, I purposely watch the way he works himself, letting him know exactly what’s got my attention.
And despite the world-shattering orgasm that just tore through me, I’m suddenly starved once again.
“And what do you plan on doing with that?” I ask, the corner of my lip kicking up into a wicked, teasing grin.
Maddox just stares at me, the wild hunger thick in his stare, and I’ve never wanted anything more.
In a flash, he steps into me, one hand braced around my throat, and whips me around.
With my tits crushed against the brick wall, he presses that pulsing cock against my ass.
“This sweet little cunt belongs to me,” he rumbles in my ear, slipping his cock right between my thighs, sliding straight through my wetness as I press back against him. “Tell me, Savage. Tell me it’s mine.”
“Yours,” I say, squirming against the brick as his pierced tip skims over my sensitive clit. “God, it’s all yours.”
“That’s right,” he coos, his grip tightening around my throat as his thumb stretches to my chin and pushes until I’m looking over my shoulder.
He catches my lips in his and kisses me deeply.
“You taste that?” he asks. He’s a tease, moving his cock in long, agonizingly slow strokes against me, making me whimper on his lips. “You see how fucking sweet you taste?”
“Please, Maddox,” I whisper, soaking wet and desperate. “Please. I need you inside me. You’re so fucking big. I need you to fill me.”
A soft chuckle fills the alley as his hand lowers to my hip, pulling me back just enough to adjust the angle of my hips. “You better brace yourself against the wall, Savage. I don’t plan on holding back. Not from this sweet little pussy.”
Oh God.
I take a steadying breath as he reaches down between us, guiding his thick length right to my entrance. He teases me there for just a moment, and I feel the cool piercings against my heat, and damn it, I’m not even embarrassed by the soft gasp that tears from the back of my throat.
“You want this?”
“Yes.”
He slowly pushes inside me, giving me just the tip, and I’m already a trembling mess.
“Fuck, Maddox,” I pant, my walls stretching just to accommodate his sheer size. “More.”
“More, Savage?”
I push back against him, trying to take control as the overwhelming need becomes too much to bear, but he grips my hips tighter.
“Uh-uh. Be a good girl.”
I groan, but it quickly turns into a pout. “Fuck me, Maddox. I can’t take it anymore. Fuck me, please. I want the whole street to hear me screaming.”
“Damn it, baby. When you put it like that . . .”
He grits his teeth, his fingers digging into my skin as his act slips, and I hear the absolute sheer desperation in his tone, a desperation that rivals mine, and not a second later, he gives in, breaking just like I am as he finally slams that thick cock deep inside me.
I tremble and cry out, my walls stretching wide around him, knees threatening to buckle beneath me. My hand slams down over his on my hip, squeezing it tight as stars dance in my vision.
My pussy spasms around him as he sucks a breath through his teeth. I push back again, and this time, I get some traction, the slight move sending us both into a quivering mess. “Holy shit,” I pant. “And here I thought you were the one in control.”
Maddox laughs in my ear, his lips brushing along my skin. “With a pussy like this, how could you possibly think you weren’t in control?” he questions. “I’m two fucking seconds from crumbling.”
I lean harder into the wall and brace my hand firmer against the rough bricks, a grin stretching across my lips as I glance back at this perfect stranger. “Start moving, Maddox. Give me what I want.”
He lets out a breath, jaw tight, but he slowly begins pulling back, his cock effortlessly brushing along my pulsating walls. My nails dig into the back of his hand, my back arching as I offer myself to him, and then finally, his pace detonates.
He fucks me raw and deep, both of us losing control as his whole body rolls with each powerful thrust. My walls tremble, my hips violently jerking, but it has nothing on the way he makes my legs shake.
His hand moves to my ass, his thumb pressing against my hole and giving just enough pressure to send my eyes rolling to the back of my head. My walls clench around him, squeezing him tight as our grunts and groans fill the alley, echoing deep into the shadows.
“Oh, God. Maddox!” I cry out, throwing my head back as he works my body right to the edge.
A sheer layer of sweat coats my skin as that massive cock slams into me again and again, and just when I think it couldn’t possibly get any better, he releases his tight grip on my hip and curls his hand around the front of my pelvis, diving down between my thighs.
His skilled fingers find my clit and rub tight little circles as my whole fucking soul escapes my body and hovers somewhere around the stars. I quiver, tremble, jerk, and jolt, unable to handle the kind of heat this man is putting down.
A delicious tightening begins to build deep within my core like a coil ready to spring, every purposeful thrust bringing me closer and closer.
His scent envelops me, intoxicating me with everything that he is, and as his fingers move faster over my clit and that skilled cock drags in and out of me, filling me to the brim, it’s all I can take.
Maddox grunts, his speed picking up like we’re in a goddamn race to the finish line, both of us so close to the edge. “Fuck, Lyra. Just hold on one more second.”
“I . . . I can’t.”
“Ugh, fuck. Take it. Take it, baby. Just like that.”
“I’m gonna come!”
“Hold it, Lyra,” he grits, thrusting hard. “Don’t you dare—”
“OH FUCK!”
My world explodes into a million dazzling colors, shooting through my vision like a laser show as that tight coil springs free deep inside me.
Hot pulses of pure, tantalizing pleasure rock through my body, through my limbs, and all the way to my fingers and toes as I cry out with unbelievable pleasure.
My pussy wildly convulses, spasming around Maddox’s thick, veiny cock as I come hard, my head thrown back with the sweetest satisfaction, and just when I think this is as good as it gets, Maddox thrusts into me one last time before letting out a deep roar that echoes through the alley, bouncing off the walls like the sweetest ricochet.
“Holy fuck,” he grunts, emptying himself into me as he collapses forward, catching himself on the wall before he crushes me beneath his impressive size.
I can’t respond as my body turns to mush against the wall, and we take a second before Maddox gently eases out of me and takes my hips, turning me until my back is against the brickwork.
He tucks himself back into his pants, and all I can do is stand here in the alley, stark naked, looking up at this insanely beautiful man in an orgasm-induced brain fog.
I can’t seem to string together a single word, but there is one thing I know—one thing I am absolutely certain about—I’m going to be feeling the aftermath of his cock for years to come.
And that’s a fact.