Hellbound With You (WN)

Bracing himself on his elbows, he stared deeply into her eyes, his breathing continued to blow hard and hot over her face.

"You okay?" he asked.

She nodded.

"But you're crying."

"I'm not. And I heard it'll feel better soon…" she replied between her uneven breaths. All the while, she gently stroked his arms that she was holding onto, trying to reassure him that she was fine.

He chuckled low then he kissed the tears away from the corners of both her eyes, one after another. "Yes, it will… but… I don't think I know how to be gentle until you're… f*ck –" he broke off. His eyes gleaming with something so intense it might as well rival madness.

"You don't need to force yourself to be gentle. I want this. I told you, I can handle you –"

He thrusted all the way home as he growled out. It was a powerful stroke.

Alicia felt it all the way into her soul. It stung. And burned.

Despite her internal battle with herself on not reacting too much to the possible pain, she could not help the cry that was wrenched out of her mouth at his sudden attack.

He was just so deep and big inside her that she could swear her stomach might…

He seemed to freeze after he bottomed out. Both of them were not moving and just breathing raggedly. She was afraid she would make him stop because of her loud cry. Even if she had to endure pain for the whole process, she would not allow him to stop. No way!

"Alicia…" he uttered her name. The deep voice made her shiver. "I just want you to know that you're the only woman who have ever touched me in almost 700 years. The only one…"

And then, he let loose and f**ked her. His heavy weight against her was unrelenting as he pounded over and over into her.

He moved his hips, entered her over and over, that she could barely find a moment to breath. Oh lord… he was not really going overboard with all his warnings.

He looked like a beast as he took her. And all she could do was dig her nails into his biceps, into his neck and just hang on for dear life as he rode her.

Soon, his hard thrusts began to spark something inside her. It was starting to get better. The pain was slowly fading. But still… it was…

"Alicia…" he uttered her name like he was chanting a prayer as he screwed her to the brim. "You make me… go crazy…"

He was starting to drive her crazy too as every time his pelvis ground against hers, she felt the fire spread uncontrollably. Starting from that sensitive flesh he loved to suck and play with, and going everywhere, spiralling out of control.

And before she knew it, she started moaning throatily, sexily, until she was only capable of saying 'yes' every now and again.

"Look at me…" he growled. "Don't close your eyes, Alicia. Look at me… keep your eyes on me!"

She forced her dazed eyes to open and stared up at him.

"If you close your eyes and look away, I'll spank you." he threatened with a growl.

A pleasurable shiver shook her insides and he groaned aloud.

"F*ck Alicia. You want to be spanked, don't you? But later… after this…"

She was burning up now. The fire was consuming her. A certain extreme wildfire she had never experienced before. She had imagined multiple times how this would feel like. And up till now, this was far better than she had ever envisioned. She had prepared herself for something maybe not that good until she got used to him, but boy… was she wrong. She had only taken a few minutes to adjust to him and his massive girth and now here she was. Burning like never before. She could feel her inner walls fluttering and spasming tightly against his invading rod.

"No, not yet…" he suddenly pulled away until only his tip was left just an inch inside her. "Remember what I said. We need to go together."

Alicia froze. Right. Oh lord, the spell! She had forgotten about it already! Thankfully Ezekiel still had his wits about him and reminded her on this.

"It's okay…" he whispered between ragged breaths. "Later… I'll let you orgasm as many times as you want. I'll make love with you and f**k you many times over until you can't handle it and will be begging me to stop… later, Alicia." He was saying those words as if it was not only for her, but for himself too. She knew he was talking himself out of it too.

"Yes… love," she replied obediently.

He froze. His eyes dilated. And then as if the beast was being freed from his shackles, he came at her in an even more intense way. Kissing her mouth so dirtily and so roughly.

Her fingers ran through his scalp and all too soon, he broke their kiss, stared down into her eyes again as he slammed into her harder. The sound of their flesh indecently slapping against each other's sounded so loud and so magnified. Their moans, the wet sounds echoing…

She could not even describe the feeling anymore. Everything was just pleasure now. Fire. And something she knew that might shatter her mind and soul was coming very soon.

They both could feel it.

Then she saw it. The sign. She could see his eyes pulsing red and then grey. She felt like she could almost see his soul in there. Something indescribable was already going on and what was about to come would be even more than that.

It was finally time.

He bent over. Picked her up until she was positioned to be straddling him. His hands powerfully lifted her, then slamming her down on him, impaling her onto him relentlessly. It was time… it was coming…

And when she felt his fangs sinking exquisitely into the base of her throat, she uttered the ancient spell perfectly and exactly as how he had taught her to do, right before they came together in a soul-shattering orgasm.