Now she gave him that opportunity and he wanted to empty himself inside her with the thought alone.
“Ah, Glitterbug, what are you doing to me?” He placed his cock into her pussy, soaking up the fluid she held inside, pulled out and propped it against her asshole. She snarled and laughed and pushed against him, her eyes taking on a fiercer shade of red. He wanted to go slow. She had other plans. He didn’t want to hurt her. She wanted to feel the brunt of being penetrated in one go. He braced himself and pushed through, aided by her own impatient movements to get him inside her.
He was going to die. The tightness of her asshole, the heat sizzling inside her, the sexy howls coming from her throat threatened his very livelihood. He remained motionless, too stunned by the vibrations playing along the veins of his cock.
But he didn’t need to move. She was fucking him. With her ass. Slamming into him until his balls felt battered and never better. Sweat poured off his body. His brain rattled in his head. She dominated him.
Hell no.
He pinched her clit. She screamed, kicked out and came. His fingers slithered into her while his other hand pressed into her belly, keeping her down. He took control of her ass, raising his leg onto the bed to change the angle and deepen the thrust. Four fingers filled her pussy. She yelled and shrieked. Her teeth clanked against each other as she tried to grab a piece of him. His muscles quivered as he kept her down. But his strength failed in comparison to the rise in hers. He fucked her harder, wanting to give her enough to keep her happy, to end her wild thrashing.
“Fuck me like you mean it,” she roared.
He withdrew his fingers and then inserted those same four fingers inside her. His thumb rubbed her clit. A hoarse laugh emanated from her. She grabbed his wrist and forced his fingers deeper. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. “Fuck me like you mean it,” she said again. He couldn’t escape the threat in her voice. That person threatened Michelle herself. He inched past his knuckles into her pussy.
“Hmm…” She danced around both his fingers and dick. The vibrations of her multiple orgasms shot up his hand and penetrated his heart. He’d never feel this with any other woman. No one compared. No one came close.
“Stay with me, Sebastian. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Come for me, Sebastian.”
The sound of his name startled him. She knew who he was. Even through all the layers of magic laboring inside her, she managed to remember him. For a precious second she sounded like herself. Like his Glitterbug. And nothing turned him on more.
“I’ll do anything for you,” he murmured. His shoulder ached, but he kept his fingers inside her pussy the exact way she liked it. Twisting a bit on either side, withdrawing an inch and penetrating a little more. But his cock, here she wanted him voracious. He squeezed his buttocks, shut his eyes and threw his head back. His cock expanded before it shattered inside her. Over and over and over again.
With his knees weak and stars floating before his eyes, he released her from his fingers and cock. She whimpered. He gathered her in his arms and kissed her forehead. Her eyes had reverted to their normal gold. Their panting lasted all of five minutes before he could speak again.
“How are you feeling?”
She moved away from him. “I…I think it might be over. I feel normal. The first time since this has happened to me. I’m just so tired and I can’t remember much. Did I hurt you?”
“No.” He smiled. “Close your eyes, Glitterbug, get some rest. It’s all over.”
He lowered her onto the bed and caressed the silky strands of her hair cascading across the pillows. He stroked his knuckles down her cool cheek. Her soft breaths pacified him but an obstructing force, the gut feeling he trusted with his life, warned him she wasn’t completely out of danger. He cleansed her sleeping body, showered himself and headed downstairs. He needed to