Chapter 29 029
Seraphina
Dimitri’s fingers worked faster and harder, the sounds absolutely filthy. My cream was coating his hands, dripping down to join the bathwater.
I was making a mess and I didn't care.I couldn't think about anything except the pleasure consuming me. I couldn’t stop the moans which spilled out of my lips as I moved against his fingers.
"That's it," Dimitri praised roughly. "Make a mess all over me. Coat my hands with your cum like a good girl."
I came again, harder this time, my vision whiting out as my pussy clamped down on his fingers. My ass clenched around the finger there and I heard him groan, felt his cock pulse against my stomach.
"Fuck, you're going to kill me," He muttered. "But what a way to go."
Before I could recover, he was moving, lifting me like I weighed nothing. He positioned me on the edge of the tub, my legs spread wide on either side, my pussy fully exposed to his hungry gaze.
"Beautiful," He breathed, his hands running up my thighs. "Look at this pretty pussy, so swollen and wet. You've cum twice for me and you're still dripping."
I looked down at myself, saw what he saw, my folds pink and puffy from arousal, my opening clenching around nothing, my clit swollen and peeking out.
I was absolutely soaked, my arousal mixing with water, dripping obscenely.
"Please." I begged, though I wasn't sure what I was asking for anymore.
"I know what you need," Dimitri leaned forward, his breath hot against my sensitive flesh. "Need my mouth on this perfect cunt."
His tongue licked one long stripe from my entrance to my clit and I nearly came off the tub. My hands flew to his hair, holding on for dear life as he began to eat me in earnest.
There was nothing gentle about it. He devoured me like a starving man, his tongue delving deep inside me, licking out my cream like it was the finest wine.
His nose bumped my clit with every movement and I was grinding against his face shamelessly, chasing the pleasure.
"Fuck, you taste so good," He groaned between licks. "Could eat this pussy for hours. Could live between these thighs."
His words combined with the sensation of his tongue inside me had me spiraling fast. I was going to cum again. I could feel it building.
"Dimitri, your mouth, fuck, your mouth—" I was babbling now, beyond coherent thought. "Don't stop, please don't stop—"
He pulled back just long enough to look up at me, his face glistening with my arousal. "Not planning to. Going to make you cum on my tongue over and over until you're begging me to stop."
He dove back in, his tongue working my clit now in fast circles while two fingers thrust into my pussy.
The combination was devastating and I came with a shout, my thighs clamping around his head as my body shook,but he kept going.
His tongue never stopped its assault, licking through my folds, drinking down my release. I tried to push him away, oversensitive and overwhelmed, but he grabbed my thighs and held them wide, keeping me spread open for him.
"One more," He growled against my flesh. "Give me one more, baby."
"I can't," I sobbed, though my hips were already moving again, grinding against his face. "It's too much—"
"You can." His tongue thrust inside me again and I keened, my back arching. "This pussy is mine now, and I say it can give me another."
He was ruthless, his mouth and tongue working magic. I could hear the wet sounds of him eating me, could feel his growls of satisfaction vibrating against my sensitive flesh.
My cream coated his face, dripping down his chin, and he just kept licking, kept sucking and kept devouring me.
My fourth orgasm built slower but harder, the pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. I was crying now, actual tears streaming down my face as he wrung every ounce of pleasure from my body.
"Dimitri, please, I'm going to—oh god, I'm—"
His lips sealed around my clit and he sucked hard while three fingers thrust deep inside me and I came apart completely.
My scream echoed off the stone walls as I gushed against his mouth, my body convulsing so hard I nearly fell off the tub edge.
He caught me, his strong arms wrapping around my waist as he continued licking me gently now, drawing out the aftershocks. I was boneless, trembling and completely wrung out.
"Perfect," He murmured, pressing soft kisses to my inner thighs. "You did so well, baby. So fucking perfect."
I could only whimper in response, my body still twitching with residual pleasure. Dimitri pulled me back into the water, cradling me against his chest as I tried to remember how to breathe.
His cock was still hard, pressing against my hip, but he made no move to take me. He just held me, one hand stroking my hair while the other traced patterns on my skin.
"We should probably get out before the water goes cold." He said eventually, his voice still rough with arousal.
I looked up at him, taking in his flushed face, his dilated eyes, the way his jaw was clenched with restraint. Then I looked down at his cock, thick and angry red, practically begging for attention.
"What about you?" I asked, my hand moving to wrap around him.
He groaned, his hips bucking into my grip. "Don't worry about me."
"But I want to," I stroked him slowly, feeling him pulse in my hand. "I want to make you feel good too."
His eyes darkened dangerously. "Seraphina..."
"Yes?"
"If you keep touching me like that, I'm going to bend you over this tub and fuck you until neither of us can walk."
I grinned up at him, feeling more confident despite my exhausted body. "Promises, promises."
His growl was pure predator. "Dangerous game you're playing, baby."
"Good thing I have a big, strong alpha to protect me then."
The look in his eyes promised retribution. The very best kind.