Page 69 of Bonds of Starfall

Cyrus’s fingers moved between them, dipping inside her, feeling how warm and tight she was. There was resistance, and he curled his fingers. "Loosen up, doll. Relax and forget—just for the night," he warned.

This was all play, after all. A game.

He removed his fingers from within her, his cock sliding against her heat.

Her grey eyes sparkled with unshed tears as, finally, he drove inside her.

Cyrus couldn’t hold back any longer from having her.

Rin gasped at the intrusion,feeling something delicate give way deep inside her. He was large and thick, spearing her, splitting her open. Her fingernails cut into his back.

What have I done?she thought.

It felt so good, but so bad. It hurt, it burned. She wanted more; she wanted him to leave her. Muscles she didn’t even know she had clenched around the incubus as he drove into her. Pleasure filled the air, and she swore she could see the faintest tendrils of red glittering around them.

The incubus drew from her so softly, she was barely aware of it. But as the purple in his eyes grew deeper and her limbs grew weary, she could focus on nothing else.

Cyrus felther innocence give way under the rough spear of his cock as he entered her tight heat.

He felt her clench, pain shadowing her cherry-coated pleasure and turning it sour.

But the incubus was too far gone to stop himself.

Pain rippledthrough Rin’s hips and up her spine and to the very tips of her toes as he stilled inside her, chest slick with sweat, brushing against hers as he breathed her in. His body chain tickled her lower stomach.

"You’re so tight, Ves." The incubus’s lips nibbled along her neck, a hand on her hips, and the other kneading her aching, swollen breasts.

Rin released a stuttering moan as he shifted, feeling herself clench around him. "What are you waiting for?" she whispered. "Take me."

The incubus grinned around the side of her neck, and she wondered if she had just let free a beast.

"Gladly," he purred.

He pulled out of her, making her nearly dizzy, the tip of him brushing her entrance, before he slammed back into her in a desperate, hard motion. She gasped brokenly, tears prickling the corners of her eyes.

His pace was swift and punishing as he moved over her, inside her.

Rin grasped the incubus like he was the only thing left in the world, and in this moment, he was. She was on a foreign planet, had no one here who cared for her, and a male—anincubus—she didn’t know was inside her body.

Hot pleasure curled inside her lower belly, growing pressing and aching as he pounded into her. Her thighs quivered from how she held them open, and her head fell back on the rumpled sheets, eyes squeezed shut and mouth parted as stuttered gasps fell from her lips in a series of desperate need and corrupted innocence.

He mumbled broken words against her damp flesh as he took from her and gave to her, in turn. Nipping, kissing, praising, cursing.

Pleasure rose and grabbed her by her throat, forcing her to bend to its will as she shattered before she could blink.

Her toes curled, her back arched, and a high, breathy sound was torn from inside her as she was forced into her release.

She rippled around him, squeezing him, and he ground deep inside her, sipping from her pleasure as he found his.

Warmth coated her insides as he pressed his face into her neck and inhaled. "God, you feel incredible," the incubus purred.

He was still inside her, and in the absence of rough desperation, she felt it all.

A place deep inside her ached fiercely, pain twisting with aftershocks of pleasure until she wasn’t sure where one ended and the other began.

Still, no tears spilled from her lash line—she held them all back.

The incubus pulled out of her, and she winced, feeling the warmth of his release trickle from inside her.