"Ahhhh! Fuck!"

She imagined him right behind her. His strong hands gripping her hips hard, his thick cock pressing right against her entrance.

"You want this? Want me to fuck this tight little pussy?"

"Yes! Please! Fuck me!" she moaned desperately into the pillow.

Her fingers sank deep inside from behind. Three fingers now, pumping her pussy hard in this new position. Her other hand slid underneath to pinch and twist her nipples, pulling them roughly. The sharp sting mixed perfectly with the pleasure.

Her hips rocked back and forth, fucking herself on her own fingers. In this position the wet sounds were even louder, even nastier.

SCHLICK SCHLICK SCHLICK SCHLICK.

Filthy noises filled the room with every thrust. Dripping. Clenching. Begging for more.

She imagined him pushing his cock inside her — that first delicious stretch, that perfect, overwhelming fullness.

"Fuck... your pussy is so tight... squeezing my cock so good..."

"Yes... yes... harder..." she whimpered, voice breaking.

Her fingers moved like they were possessed. Pumping faster. Curling. Hitting that perfect spot over and over. Her other hand was now furiously rubbing tight circles on her swollen clit. Her entire body was shaking. Her hips bucked wildly. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably.

She was right there on the edge... just one more second... and she would shatter.

Lucian was pounding into her brutally. His hands gripped her hips with brutal force, hard enough to leave bruises. With every savage thrust he yanked her back onto his cock.

"Take it. Feel all of me. Fuck, you feel so fucking good."

"Ahhh! Fuck fuck fuck! Don’t stop!"

She buried her face even deeper into the pillow, muffling her desperate moans. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around her fingers—tighter, wetter, closer.

Suddenly she yanked her hand back. and stopped herself. Whimpering, trembling. Even though she was right on the edge, she refused to let herself fall.

"No... not yet... let it build a little longer..."

She changed position again. Now laying flat on her back. Legs spread obscenely wide, knees pulled all the way up to her chest. Completely exposed.

In that position her pussy was glistening. Swollen. Throbbing. She could see exactly how wet she had become. Her thighs were shiny with her own juices. Those Tight lips were flushed pink and swollen. That small clit had hardened and pushed out, needy and aching.

She brought her dripping fingers to her mouth and tasted herself. A low, filthy moan slipped out at the flavor.

"Mmm... fuck..."

Now she imagined him watching her.

"Just like that. Taste yourself. Show me what a dirty girl you are."

His fingers returned to her aching core once again. Rubbing. Circling. Teasing. The pressure started building all over again.

She pictured him positioned between her widely spread legs. His cock pressed right against her dripping entrance. Those deep, hungry eyes staring down at her with raw lust.

"Beg for it," his voice growled in her mind. "Tell me to fuck you."

"Please..."

"Please fuck me... I need your cock inside me so bad... Fill me up completely..."

Her fingers plunged deeper. Four fingers now, stretching her tight pussy to its absolute limit.

"AHHH! FUCK!"

That overwhelming fullness with burning stretch. Those filthy, wet sounds.

SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH!

Her cunt clenched violently around her fingers, throbbing and fluttering with raw hunger, teetering right on the fucking edge of breaking apart as he slammed his entire thick cock into her with one brutal thrust.

"Shit... this is so fucking perfect It’s made just for my cock.

"Yes! Fuck yes! It’s yours! My pussy belongs to you!"

Her hips jerked and convulsed uncontrollably as the pressure inside her became unbearable.

Her thighs were trembling uncontrollably now. toes curled up tight. back arched high off the bed like a drawn bow.

She became completely unravelled — drenched in sweat, moaning, writhing desperately like a woman who wanted nothing more than to be utterly filled and ruined.

She didn’t care about anything else anymore. The only thing that mattered was the building pressure inside her. That burning fire deep in her core. That maddening need for release.

She imagined him ruthlessly pounding into her. Merciless. Deep. Brutal. His thick cock slamming again and again against that perfect spot inside her.

"Cum on my cock," he growled in her mind. "Let me feel that tight pussy squeezing me hard."

"Ahhh! Fuck! I’m so close!"

Her fingers pumped in and out with wild frenzy.

SCHLICK! SCHLICK! SCHLICK!

A flood of her juices was gushing out of her pussy. Filthy, wet, obscene sounds filled the room as her slick nectar dripped onto the sheets.

Her swollen, hypersensitive clit throbbed violently under her rubbing fingers.

"Lucian! Oh god, Lucian! Fuck!"

She was right on the edge. Just one push away. A few more thrust. and She would absolutely shatter —

In her fantasy, he groaned hotly into her ear: "Cum for me. Right now. All over my cock."

"FUCK! YES! I’M —"

Her orgasm was cresting — surging higher — reaching its peak — about to explode any second —

KNOCK KNOCK.

"FUCK!" she gasped breathlessly, her eyes flying open in shock.

No. NO! Not right now!

"Seraphina? It’s me, Lucian."

His voice. Right outside the door.

Seraphina’s heart seemed to stop for a moment, then began hammering at triple speed.

Oh fuck. Oh FUCK.

"J-Just a second!" Her voice came out muffled and strangely pitched.

She scrambled off the bed. legs shaking. body still burning with heat.

One glance down told her enough — just the nightdress clinging to bare skin.

There was no time to change.

Her eyes darted around the room fast and landed on the robe hanging over the chair. Her legs were still shaking badly, the heavy throb between her thighs refusing to die down, but she forced herself across the floor anyway

She took three deep breaths.

Her face was still flushed hot — she could feel it clearly. But she hoped that the dim light would hide it from him.

Stay calm. Act normal.

She opened the door and Lucian stood there, holding some armor plate.