Chapter 260: Trapped Under the Demon-wolf

And those words had magically...made her relax.

She’d understood that there was no need for fear, since they were talking about Sylas here. He might have a weapon of destruction down there, but what actually matters is the person wielding it.

He kissed the corner of her lips again, bracing both elbows on both sides of her head as he gently pushed in.

The slippery nature had a few inches going in, even further than he had expected. He quickly searched her face for any sign of discomfort, and he found something else.

Those few inches had to be at least seven so far, and it was enough to fill her up. The girth of him opened her up, pulling her walls apart to accommodate him properly.

Her breath caught somewhere in her throat, and her eyes rounded into giant saucers.

He pushed in deeper, and she whimpered, almost squeezing her eyes shut against the invasion and gaining another session of almost being choked by him.

"That’s it, sweetness," His voice is like sin itself, "Relax those muscles for me. You won’t feel pain, I swear it," His voice was making her very lightheaded.

He slid out and pushed back in, a little gentler this time but he invaded more of her, and it felt her body was seconds away from bursting. She wanted to yell at him that he should pull out, and that it wouldn’t fit.

But she couldn’t.

She could feel the discomfort transforming into something dangerous.

Something breathtaking.

"Sylas —"

"Hmm," He purred along the curve of her ear, before pulling out once again.

This time, he’s not as gentle at the first two times.

He slammed into her so hard she expected him to come out her mouth, but all that came out her mouth were the emotions and the ripping certainty that one move has just ruined her.

Shattered her.

And oh...is it normal to feel this fucking full?!

"Good girl," He cooed, pulling out only to repeat the same damning move that she couldn’t take anyone. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head again, and her back arched off the bed with a sharp moan.

His giant hand was back around her neck again, and she didn’t even care anymore if he was going to choke her to death. All she knew was that there’s no way she could hold firm eye contact with him while something like that was inside her was rearranging her physiology.

"Look at me, Venom," Now his voice sounded like he’s being torn apart from within, "Look at me or I’ll pick up the pace,"

She didn’t.

She couldn’t.

She wanted to, but she just couldn’t.

He was moving again, and this time there’s a little more force to his movements, like he’s mad or something. Plus, he would pull out extremely slow, making her toes curl till they hurt, before he damned her existence again by ramming into her.

"Please—" she squealed, a lousy attempt at begging after she’d done exactly what he told her not to do.

"Fuck, those walls—" He tore out, veins bulging hard, "It’s not —" He pushed again, this time tearing through whatever obstacle had been right there.

And it was at that moment she realised she’d been wrong all along. All this time she thought he was all the way in, but he was probably only halfway in.

"Now, we fucking fit,"

The orgasm shattered every thing she ever thought an orgasm was. She was pretty sure she didn’t just fly into space, but had also collided with several stars they had created, especially one that was especially made of ice.

Cold has never felt this good.

It shouldn’t feel this good, but oh! It does!

Tears spilled from her eyes, and before she could let out the scream of the century, he had crashed his lips on hers, muffling whatever nuclear energy that was about to be released from her throat.

His lips ravaged hers mercilessly, just as his cock down there began moving quickly down there causing shockwaves to scatter across her body. There’s another wicked pit of pleasure building at the base of her stomach again, apart from the blinding pleasure that was already making her body shudder and loud noises she never thought she would ever make fall between their fighting lips.

Sylas drove himself inside of her, pulling back and inch to look into her eyes.

Her face was something carved out of undeniable bliss, with tears spilling from the sides of her eyes like a leaking pipe. Her lips look swollen from his relentless ministrations, and her amber eyes were beginning to glow from her wolves responses too.

And despite everything, Sylas was still holding back on her. He’d promised not to hurt her, and even though there was so much more to unleash from his demon and wolf, he didn’t want his cock actually coming out her throat.

So right now, he was holding back.

"Fuck, look at me!!" He urged badly, and it took so much effort but she finally pulled her eyes back to him.

Sweat ran down his beautiful, face and the dark marks on his chest were pulsing even more.

"This is exactly how I want you to be," He grinned, making her stomach tighten, "Full of me. I want to make you discover spots inside your body that you didn’t know existed," His thrusts grew more wicked, and he adjusted his position a little, gaining mode depth and hitting a spot inside of her that made her legs to violently shake.

"Oh, dear Moon Goddess!!" She screamed, "Oh my God!! Oh, Sylas—"

"Take more of this and scream harder. Scream my name," His eyes bore into hers like he was now staring into her lost soul, and she could feel him losing more control.

"Shit...fuck," He hissed, "I can’t—"

She answered by wrapping her legs around his rose again, pulling him against her even more. If there was a way for their bodies to merge right now, she would take it.

The moment she did that move on him — that leg wrapping thing she always did, a growl wrenched out of him and his thrusts became something out of this world.

The strong wood of the bed creaked weakly against the power of his thrusts, and that pit in her stomach turned into a fucking dam that had just been broken, pleasure plunging out of the break and destroying every other barrier that’s been holding it back.

His grip around her neck tightened till she felt like passing out, but the pleasure kept her conscious and aware.

Very aware.

She could feel her nerves exploding, overloading, carrying too much to her brain to process. Whatever she knew about pleasure was replaced, and now she could feel a dangerous tsunami forcing again.

He speared again and again into her pussy, a speed that transcends everything and anything. The image of him above her blurred, and she could now feel the orgasm forming together, and this time it wasn’t from the pit of her stomach.

It was from somewhere in her chest, gathering and clashing as though there was a huge bundle of nerves there.

"Oh God...oh...oh...," Her pussy tightened involuntarily.

"You already so fuckin tight Venom, so milk me like that one more time and I swear to the Moon itself that I would—"

She did it again, "I can’t—"

"I’ll make you!"

He reached between their bodies and thumbed her swollen, red clit. He pressed hard against the hard bundle of nerves and rolled viciously.

That pit in her core suddenly exploded, riding all the way down to the one in her stomach, and colliding with it there. All that orgasm damaged her, and she screamed so loud that it actually rattled the windows in the rooms.

Sylas followed a second later, a roar crashing out his mouth as his hips shuddered heavily. He slammed into her one last time, shooting rows and rows of cold semen deep inside the ruins of what was left of her.

Their combined juices squirted out of what tiny space was left between their bodies, running down her thighs and gathering on the bed, soaking the already soaked sheets and mattress.

One of the wood supporting the bed groaned, crashing. The bed went with it, but none of them could care any less.

She still had her legs wrapped around him, and he still had his cock buried inside that everlasting warmth of hers.

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