Still holding her legs up and apart, he pulled her closer to the edge of the table and nestled in between her spread thighs. He moved his h*ps and ground his cotton-clad erection into her aching cunt.
Kiara cried out as the rigid material scraped the sensitive flesh of her sex. If he would grind harder, she would find her release. She pushed down into him, rubbing herself on him.
Chuckling, Malvo backed up. “You’re a lusty little witch, aren’t you?”
“Aye,” she panted.
“What do you want?”
“I want ya to f**k me.”
“Hmm, really? Are you sure?”
She squirmed on the table, trying to rub her pu**y against him. “Yes,” she hissed.
He brought a hand down to her pu**y and flicked his finger over her clit.
Kiara bowed her back and moaned loudly.
“Do you like this?”
“Ah, yes. More.”
“And?” He flicked it again.
“Rub it. Pinch it. Pull it,” she panted.
Malvo pressed his thumb against her aching swollen nub and rubbed it around in circles. “Like this.”
“Yes, harder.”
He pressed down hard and rubbed faster. “Like this.”
She could barely talk as jolts of pleasure surged through her pu**y and rushed over her body like crushing waves. “Oh Lord,” Kiara cried out as her orgasm pounded into her belly and radiated up and out to her extremities. Her muscles contracted and quivered as the waves of pleasure continually crashed over her, threatening to drown her in their power.
“You’re exquisite when you come,” Malvo growled. His slitted gaze was dark and dangerous, and she quivered at the thought of what he would do to her next.
Finally the ripples of orgasm quieted and Kiara relaxed her body and took in a deep breath, preparing for whatever came next. Because she knew by how he held his body, stiff and controlled, that he was soon to let all that power out.
Malvo unzipped the fly on his pants and released the erection that must have been painfully constricted inside. She gasped at the size of him. He was wide and long, like the rest of his body. She’d never been with a man so endowed. But she should’ve expected it, as he was not a man, but a great duke from the underworld.
He chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit.” He stroked a hand over himself, squeezing the end where a droplet of come dribbled from the tip. He gathered the lust on his fingers and brought his hand to her lips.
Kiara opened her mouth and let him rub his come over her lips. She stuck out her tongue and tasted him, eagerly licking at his fingers.
He groaned low as he watched her, restraint deeply etched on his face. “However much I would like you to suck me, I want to f**k you more.”
Cock in hand he positioned himself between her thighs, rubbing the head up and down her slick slit. He settled the tip at the entrance of her pu**y and pushed a little, then pulled back.
“Grab your legs. Spread yourself as wide as you can. I want to see my c*ck go all the way in.”
Kiara could do no more than obey. His words, his swirling energy, commanded her. Her surrender was complete. He could do what he wanted with her. She couldn’t stop him. Her aura had opened up and accepted his. It swirled around them, intermingled, converged into a powerful sensual energy that would not be denied.
Hooking her hands around her knees, she pulled her legs back and apart with her knees touching her br**sts. She could feel herself stretch wide and open. Lust dribbled down the crack of her ass. She’d never felt so wanton, so violently lusty. It was if her pu**y had taken on its own personality, demanding satisfaction at all costs to its owner’s sanity.
Malvo gripped his c*ck in one hand and gently touched her cl*t with the other. She bolted a little, as she was still sensitive. But soon the pain crossed over to pleasure and she went lax as he pushed his dick into her slowly, stopping every so often to catch his breath.
She stretched, glorious inch by glorious inch, to accommodate him. Soon the entire length of his hard c*ck was buried deep inside. She was afraid to move as another orgasm quickened deep within her belly. She feared she wouldn’t be able to control the descent down if she let go. No one had ever made her feel this vulnerable, this open.
As Malvo began to move inside her, he pressed his thumb down on her clit. He slid his c*ck out and back in slowly, clenching his teeth tight. Kiara could tell he struggled with his control. She could plainly see it on his sweating face, the quivering muscles of his forearms as he held her down, and in his dark gaze.
She closed her eyes against the assault of intense pleasure that swept over her. Her whole body vibrated with delight as she crested the waves of release.
“Open your eyes,” Malvo ordered, his voice strained.
Slowly, she opened them. The muscles in his jaw quivered and she had the urge to reach up and smooth them away. He looked like a man on a mission. And that mission was to f**k her senseless. He was doing one hell of a job.
“I want you to watch me f**k you,” he said, as he moved faster, sliding in and out with quick hard thrusts.
Kiara gasped as her muscles tightened around him. She could feel her orgasm quicken and harden. Her breath hitched in her throat. She couldn’t handle it. It was too much. Too many sensations were bombarding her at once. She felt like she was suffocated from the onslaught.
She let her legs drop. “I can’t. I can’t handle it,” she panted.
Determined, he grabbed her legs and pushed them back toward the table, trapping her there. “Oh I think you can.”
She moved her head side to side, groaning. “I can’t take it. You’re too much.”
He slid his c*ck out slowly then thrust back in hard. Kiara gasped again, almost losing her breath as jolts of pain and pleasure radiated up her body. He slid out again and thrust in fast and hard. Digging his fingers into her legs, he picked up his pace. As he pumped into her again and again, sweat poured off his face and neck and dripped down on her belly.
Finally, blissfully, she let herself go and stopped fighting the jolts, letting them ripple over her unhindered. She cried out as another searing orgasm slammed into her, taking her over the edge into a free fall.
With a deep guttural groan, he rutted deep inside her. Falling forward and grabbing onto her shoulders, he buried his face in her br**sts and came. An electric charge of power rushed into her as he emptied himself completely.
Chapter Seven
Malvo rested his forehead against her br**sts. Her scent surrounded him, making him light headed. He was having difficulty breathing after the powerful orgasm. He hadn’t come like that in more years than he could count. But just as he was thinking how well he’d f**ked this witch, he was starting to get hard all over again. Wanting to savor the moment, he pulled out of her and took a distancing step back.
As he tucked his c*ck back into his pants, he took a long look at his conquest. She was quite enthralling, with long reddish blonde hair and bright eyes. Color was high on her pale cheeks and he had to admit he liked the look of her, especially now after he’d f**ked her silly. It was a look he could get used to quite readily. There was something about her that called to him, deep down at his most basic level.
His sixth sense inside told him that her arrival was no accident or coincidence. That their union had been already preordained.
Malvo wasn’t the most mystical being, but he knew the powers that filled this realm and the next. He’d used them to his advantage on many occasions. His use of them was what had gotten him into the situation he was already in. So he understood their allure and power. But he was willing to play with the powers again, if needed, to release him from this curse. If the woman was part of that mystical design he’d use her as much as he could, in every which way she’d allow him to. He had over one hundred years to make up for.
“Would you like something to drink? I imagine you’re thirsty.”
She chuckled low in her throat. The sound set the little hairs on his arm to attention. “I donna think I can move.”
He offered his hand and pulled her into a sit. Although he quite liked her on her back with her skirt raised up to her waist, her pretty pu**y on display.
When she was sitting she glanced down at her ruined clothing, and cocked her head. “I left my bag in the library. Do ya have something I could wear in the meantime? I donna want to walk around like this.”
“Why ever not? I think you are fetching as is.”
She smiled, and a slight blush stained her cheeks pink. “I appreciate the compliment, but I really donna want to walk about with my boobies hanging out. What if someone sees me?”
“Why whoever would see you? It’s just you and me.”
A look of confusion pinched her face. “But what of the others? There are others living in the house, aren’t there?”
“Yes, there are others, two females I believe. But they are out there, and we are in here.” He gestured around the room with a twist of his hands.
“You mean in the library?”
He shook his head. “In this realm.”
At that she slid off the table and peered around. Her eyes were wide with panic. He wondered when she was going to get it. That her walk through the sliding library shelf was a one way trip.
“You mean I traveled through a veil?”
“I guess that is what you could call it.”
“Can I go back?”
He shrugged. “Not likely.”
Brow furrowed, she pushed away from him and started to pace the room. As she moved, her br**sts swayed ever so slightly. It was enough for him to feel lust harden in his gut and even lower.
“I can’t be stuck here. I have things to do. I wanna see and experience New Orleans. It’s not possible.”
“Anything’s possible, chère. I think you already know that fact. I can see it in your eyes.”
She glared at him and continued to move around the room. “I didn’t come all this way to be stuck in another realm with…with…”
He grinned. “You can say it, chère, I don’t mind. I am a demon of the highest station.”