“I’m going to come.” I wheezed out as his thick finger pushed inside of me, another one rubbing my clit as his tongue explored.
“Not yet.” Demon pulled away. I cried out pushing back to find him.
His hands branded the side of my thighs as he lined himself up with me and thrust. I screamed, tucking my face into my shoulder at the sensation of Demon inside of me.
Demon stilled, not pulling out, not doing anything.
“Angel? Did I hurt you?”
“I wasn’t expecting you to be so big. It’s fine. Please don’t stop, Demon. I swear I’ll cut your dick off while you’re sleeping if you do.”
“Are you sure you’re okay? I can barely move, you’re so tight.”
I willed myself to relax. To accept his uncomfortable intrusion. My face was still buried in my shoulder. I felt myself loosen up, the uncomfortable feeling easing.
He still didn’t move. I pushed back until my ass was pressed against him, before leaning away, making him slide from me. I did it again, this time circling my hips.
“Fuck. I told you, you weren’t ready for a real man.”
I haven’t been with any man, real or otherwise, I thought.
Demon’s hands clenched around my thighs, before slamming into me with brutal force. This time my cry was from pleasure, and all thought stopped.
Demon lifted my hips and my feet left the floor. My hands plastered against the wall.
“Put your legs around me.” He thrust again. His movement caused me to slip off the wall, but before my hands could touch the floor, he slid both hands under me. His palms cupping my bouncing breasts as he held me up.
I was at his mercy suspended above the floor. He continued to thrust in and out.
“Holy shit, Demon.” He twisted around, walking us to the couch.
With some sort of sexual ninja move Demon had my back on the couch, my legs wrapped around him, as he plunged unrelentingly into me. His lips sought mine, his tongue masterfully taking me higher.
My fingernails scratched down his back as he sucked one nipple before switching to the next. I pressed back, finding his rhythm, making him slam harder into me.
Demon’s hand pulled my hair back exposing my neck to his teeth. I shattered around him. I could feel myself grip him tighter with every wave of my powerful release. Demon’s teeth scraped my neck, before finding my nipple again.
He pulled all the way out, his tongue snaking down my body until it circled my still throbbing clit.
“Again,” he said, before latching onto my clit. The flat of his tongue pushed against the ignited bundle of nerves, bringing it back to a fever pitch of lust. Demon’s fingers entered me, moving in a come-here motion as his tongue didn’t relent.
He moaned, the vibration hitting me right where I needed it. My stomach tightened. All sensation focused on Demon’s mouth and fingers. I gasped before I was flooded with a release so intense black dots spotted my vision.
I was unaware I was screaming until Demon’s mouth moved over mine, swallowing my cries. His cock pushed back into me, not allowing my orgasm to ebb, extending my pleasure until my body buzzed with satisfaction, and exhaustion.
Demon reared back, my legs still wrapped around him. My back arched off the couch. I watched in fascination as Demon’s eyes landed on mine. They flared as the veins in his neck bulged. He gritted his teeth, his hands on my tits as he came, roaring. I felt him pulse inside of me, making me shudder from the intensity.
My legs slipped off his waist, limply falling to the ground. That’s when I noticed the blood. “Oh, shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t realize there would be so much blood.”
I moved to get my tattered shirt to clean him up. I heard some girls bleed their first time. I assumed I’d broken my hymen already, by riding motorcycles, or some other activity, but the amount of blood on Demon’s leg was ridiculous.
“I must’ve popped a stitch.” Demon took the shirt from me and wiped away the blood.
His dick must’ve had some secret memory erase magic. Not only had I forgotten he was stabbed, I also forgot he could hurt himself doing what we just did.
“Oh, shit I forgot about your stitches. Why did you have to sex me up in the air? Let me go get the stuff to fix you up again. I’ll probably have to stitch glue you together.”
I left the living room, my cheeks burning from embarrassment. I accidentally almost told Demon I was a virgin.