Our masks disappeared in the blackness.
Dizzy, and both of us blessedly naked, I grunted as we fell sideways against a wall, his weight heavy against my smaller frame. He turned us and lifted me, pressing my back against the wall. My legs automatically hooked around his lean waist. Vision was all but impossible in here, and I shouted when his hand went between my legs, two fingers instantly sliding between my folds.
With complete dominance, he bit my neck roughly.
My vision dimmed further, carnal pleasure evaporating the world around me.
His talented fingers rubbed from my core to my clit, playing with me.
I was suddenly on my hands and knees on the bed next to us, unsure how it happened. His heated body pressed against me from behind and his cock was shoving into me.
His cock was…big.
There was no other word for it as he stretched me completely full, past full. The feeling was not exactly one of pleasure. I shouted, dropping my head onto a pillow as he groaned long, the sound deep and purr-like. His fingers were digging into my hips while his own hips pulled back.
Without mercy, he drove his hips forward.
He passed my virginal barrier and buried himself deep inside me. He filled me painfully as his long, thick cock stretched my channel to its limits. With a choked scream caught in my throat, he stilled behind me. My muscles strained as my fingers dug into the soft mattress under me. Shallow, heavy panting was all I could hear for a few beats behind me.
His voice was guttural. “Virgin.”
“Not so much now.” I was trembling. “You’re fucking huge.”
He grunted, his large palms running gently down my hips, petting me.
With alcohol coursing through my system, time slowed. He started a relaxed rhythm behind me, a gentle coaxing as his cock pulled in and out of me, rubbing against my channel’s wet walls in a gentle glide. Slow and steady. Working my body to accommodate his size.
When the pain finally subsided, I demanded, “More. Give me more.”
“Fuck yes,” he murmured quietly on a moan, our breathing escalating as he pumped in and out of me. His rhythm increased until I was screaming under him, his hand fisting in my hair and yanking me up. My back slammed against his chest. One of his bulging arms gripped me around the waist, and his other hand slid down, his fingers delving to my clit. I jolted against him, but he held my hair tight. His teeth landed on my ear, nibbling softly. “You must be abnormally weak because you didn’t buck earlier, so I’m going to taste you.” I was confused, but his slick tongue pressed inside my mouth, stroking against mine sensually.
I was lost in carnal bliss. I could kiss this man forever.
His fingers stroked faster below and his cock pumped inside my tight channel.
We groaned as we, indeed, tasted each other.
A unique forest scent, like the scent before a rainfall and spiced with evergreen, wafted on the air. The scent was his, his smell of arousal, and it was a subtle scent that tickled my nose past the alcohol. I was confused for a second. In the club I had thought him a water Elemental, not an earth Elemental, but it must have been my glowing eyes that had reflected on his hair, making it appear blue instead of green. But it didn’t matter as our tongues slid against each other with insatiable hunger, perfectly in sync and making me quiver against him.
He pinched my clit.
My world crashed as I screamed into his mouth, my body convulsing and sending me over the edge. I drifted in a breeze of warm tranquilness as fire rocketed through my system, my core squeezing his cock. My entire body shook against him. His arm around me tightened as I bowed, my head arching back against his chest. He growled quietly, an odd noise in my haze. His own shout soon followed mine as he pumped his hips against mine chaotically before slamming into me so deeply I screamed again. His body trembled against mine, his cock pumping deep inside me, and warmth flooded my intimate channel as I went limp inside his strong embrace.
We were falling.
Falling forward.
He barely caught us with a quick jerk of his arm.
We landed in a smooth motion against the mattress.
My eyelids closed in a fever of satisfaction, my head spinning from alcohol.
I passed out.
Moaning, my head killing me, I barely remembered whose hard body was pressed against my back. I swatted at the hand running across my bare hip. “Mu sleepz.”
A quiet chuckle sounded against my ear, gravelly and deep. The hand stopped its wandering to hold me in the semi-darkness, predawn light filtering through the shuttered windows. He grumbled on a yawn, “Fine, I could use more sleep.”
I went back under.
Flickering my eyes open, my head didn’t hurt so badly. However, the bright light shining through the window wasn’t helping much. If I hadn’t been using my powers at low level recently, ramping up my immunity, I would have been in a lot more pain. Instead I just had a slight hangover.