“Fuck. Griffin.”
He repeated the tiny shift, cock momentarily sinking deeper in a small thrust.
Wren’s pussy clenched around his invasion, milking his shaft as every move stimulated her clit. Shocks of pleasure engulfed her with his slow, delicate seduction. She rocked with him, her bundle of nerves remaining in contact with his pubis as they moved together.
“Yes. There. God.” She could barely speak past her gasps, the building ecstasy making it difficult to think, let alone breathe.
Griffin helped her, hands guiding her movements as she sought her pleasure, chased completion.
“Use me, my Fire. Use my cock.”
“Oh, god.” A seductive tremble overtook her, growing from her pussy to engulf her whole body. Lightning bolts of pleasure stroked her nerves, toyed with her throbbing clit to wrap around her cunt. Her sheath spasmed around Griffin’s invasion, only serving to increase the building bliss.
“Gonna.”
Her nipples had hardened with her spiraling arousal, aching for stimulation, but her mind was too focused on the true source of her pleasure. With every breath, her pace increased, a more fierce rock back and forth while she truly used the vampire’s cock.
Wren moved faster then, pussy sliding a little further along his dick before engulfing him once again, riding his hardness and stealing what ecstasy she could from his thick shaft.
“Come on my dick, Wren. Then I’m gonna fuck you, ride this pretty cunt until you scream.”
“Oh, shit.” That forced uncontrollable shivers to run into her limbs and her toes curled, muscles tensing one by one as her orgasm rushed forward. Her pussy clenched in rapid waves of pleasure. She screamed Griffin’s name, sobbing as her release blew through her from head to toe. The bliss circled her pussy and she arched, screaming to the ceiling.
As the pulses continued to pound through her body, Griffin flipped their positions, her back nestling against the soft blanket and her vampire looming over her.
He smirked, flashing a deadly fang. “Now it’s my turn.”
“Yes,” she hissed, unable to do more.
Then Griffin fucked her in earnest. He slid free of her pussy and then slammed his hips home again. He pumped in and out of her soaked cunt, their bodies meeting in wet slaps of skin against skin.
He was right, she would scream.
Clawing his arms and shoulders, she arched and fought against him, growling and begging for more.
And he gave it.
Sweat coated his muscled chest, breath coming in pants while he roughly pounded her cunt. He moved harder and faster, hips meeting her in an ever increasing rhythm while they sought their pleasure. He gave and gave.
She took and took.
Still recovering from her orgasm, the pleasure that had drifted away returned in a rush. Her sensitized pussy tightened around him and she rode the line between pleasure and pain.
She planted her feet on the forgiving surface of the bed and met him thrust for thrust, working toward a second release, desperate for another taste of ecstasy from her vampire.
And he didn’t disappoint. He moved with greater speed, thrusting into her with increased force and then he did what she’d been craving. Griffin leaned down, hips continuing to pummel her, and sank his fangs into her neck, sliding deep.
A brilliant suction followed his secondary penetration and she screamed with the overwhelming bliss that overtook her. Further and further she flew with her ultimate release, voice growing louder with every passing second. In the back of her mind, she realized that the others could probably hear her, but she didn’t care.
Then, once, twice and again and Griffin stiffened above her, his cock pulsing deep within her walls, his cum pumping into her waiting pussy. His release added to hers, extending it that much further.
His bellow joined her shout while they came together and then no sound filled the room beyond their heaving breaths. Sweat coated them both, the sinful scent of sex filling the room, further evidence of their pleasure.
Still gasping, Griffin eased to the side, bringing Wren with him and laying her across his chest.
She was too tired to fight about whether she was squishing him.
His cock, softening, still lay passive inside her pussy and she welcomed their continued connection. She was filled by him, body and soul.
“Sleep, my Fire.” He brushed his lips across her brow and she figured, for once, she’d listen.
*
What felt like seconds later, the soft click of his door sprung Griffin awake, his body on alert. He cradled a sated Wren in his arms and was ready to defend his Fire to the death. He’d run into the Devil’s domain and had no problem going toe-to-toe with the demon if necessary.
Thankfully, it was just Brom.
Griffin snagged the blanket they’d discarded and was quick to cover his sleeping little bird. No one should enjoy his love’s body but him.