Free Web NovelChapter 29: This Hole is Mine
Azriel
I began thrusting up into him with powerful rolls of my hips, bouncing his body on my cock. Each upward drive made his ass slap against my pelvis with loud, rhythmic smacks.
Gravity helped me impale him fully every time, his weight driving him down onto my length as I pushed up. I could see everything now: the way his cock bobbed heavily with every thrust, the flinging droplets of precum, how his hole stretched around my thick base, shiny with slick, and the constant tremble in his raised thighs.
"Feel how I lift you like you weigh nothing?" I murmured against his neck, my voice low and crazed with lust while sounding eerily calm. "Thrusting up into you from behind, filling you completely. You are mine to use like this. Suspended and speared on my cock." I adjusted my grip, one arm banded across his chest, the other dropping to stroke his cock fast.
The vines followed, wrapping his legs wider apart so I could see every detail of my shaft disappearing into his slick hole on every upward thrust.
Seraphel’s head thrashed against my shoulder. "Uhnng... That’s too deep! Azriel, you madman, I can’t... ahhh!" His voice came out in shaky gasps, but his body betrayed him utterly, his walls spasming wildly around me as pleasure overwhelmed him. Fresh tears tracked down his cheeks, mixing with sweat.
I slowly kissed them away, then bit down on his mark, sucking hard while pounding up into him faster.
The position allowed me to control every movement. I lowered him slightly only to thrust up harder, the wet squelch louder in this suspended state. His moans turned constant and shameless, echoing around us. I whispered endless, unhinged praises about how perfect his tightness felt, and how I’d keep him dripping with my seed for days. freёwebnovel.com
After driving him right to the edge, I lowered us both, shifting him onto his back without ever pulling out.
I hooked my hands under his knees and pushed his legs up and back toward his chest, folding him nearly in half. The position left him completely exposed with his ass tilted up, his hole on full display, still stretched around my cock. I loomed over him, my eyes locked on his face as I began pounding hard again.
Every thrust was visible and devastating. My hips snapped forward with force, driving my cock deep into his raised hole with loud, wet smacks. His folded body allowed me to bottom out completely each time, my pelvis grinding against his ass. I watched his face contort in ecstasy and resistance.
The way his eyes squeezed shut, then opened to glare at me with every look that he gave me, just made me want more from him. It made me crave him more.
"I love how your legs are raised for me," I muttered, growling softly in a calm tone that contrasted with the wild pounding. "Pounding hard inside this sweet hole while you look at me. See how deep I go? Watch your body take the sin of lust." My thrusts were relentless now.
They were fast, powerful strokes that made his entire body jolt. The bed shook with every move, and his cock, trapped against his stomach, leaked profusely while the vines held his legs exactly where I wanted, keeping him folded and open.
Seraphel sobbed out a moan, his hands pushing weakly at my shoulders. "I hate you... I hate how good it feels..." he moaned, his voice hoarse and cracking badly. "Stop making me feel this!"
I smiled down at him as I stared into his eyes, which were wild with obsession. "Good. Hate me while you clench so perfectly around my cock as I pound you into the sheets," I said, changing the angle slightly, hammering directly into his prostate with every thrust.
The pleasure I felt from the wet, slapping sound and his broken cries made me realize that truly, this was the best satisfaction I had ever had with anyone.
Sweat dripped down my body onto his, and I stroked his cock in firm, twisting pulls, pushing him closer and closer to the brink. Every tiny detail burned into me: the way his rim clung to my shaft on every withdrawal, the constant gush of slick, how his balls drew up tight, and the fluttering of his inner walls. It just made me pound harder, faster, catching our release with unhinged focus.
Seraphel came first with a shattered scream, his body seizing, his hole clamping down like a vice as he spilled across his chest and my hand in thick ropes.
The sight and sensation pushed me over the edge as I slammed in deep and held there, flooding him with pulse after pulse of hot release, filling him until it leaked out around my cock.
Then I felt my knot expanding inside of him, and a grin spread across my face as I filled him up completely. Every action made him scream even louder, and his voice made me shut my eyes as I savored every moment, letting it flow through me.
I kept Seraphel’s legs up, grinding into him slowly, and then I leaned on top of him and whispered into his ear. "I have not felt this way in a very long time." I bit down on the mark on his neck, which made him moan louder, his free hands gripping my back and dragging his nails down it. "Not only are you beautiful, you are also what I have been searching for all these years."
"What does that mean?" he said through his moans.
I raised my head to meet his face. "This means that you and I are compatible, and even though I am still not entirely sure, I will have to find out," I told him, and then, before he could say anything, I thrusted inside of him yet again.
This was only the beginning of the night, and of every other night, because this hole was mine.
Only for me, and no one else’s.
