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Chapter 19

Eve

The warm caress of the morning sun brought Eve out of her beauty slumber. She groaned, stretching her sore body, freezing when she realised she was not in her bed. Or in her bedroom. Memories of the previous night flooded back, and she sighed, accepting the potential trouble she was in. The police, her colleagues, were going to be on her back, certainly thinking they could protect her, but also probably categorising her in the “traitor” category. Good times.

Rising on her elbows, she took in the sight of Cyrus's spacious room, reflecting the man's larger-than-life persona. The bed, draped with Bordeaux curtains, resembled the dreamy princess beds she used to beg her parents for as a child. Two gigantic windows led to balconies, with what looked like a view of the manor’s garden. The room contained cluttered bookshelves, teeming with dusty volumes, and an old couch facing a simple and tiny TV for the size of everything else in this room.

Though not extravagant, it was a perfect reflection of Cyrus, she sure was glad to know he could read.

Eve jumped in surprise as the bedroom door opened, , still groggy, but relaxed when she saw Cyrus in the door’s frame, appearing to have come from the gym. Clad in a sweat-drenched grey t-shirt, his grey sweatpants NOT hiding much of his penis. Despite her sleepy head, and her thoughts of last night's events, Eve couldn’t help but feel the familiar tingle in her body, and sent a thank you prayer to the Grey Sweatpants Gods.

She was enjoying the view when Cyrus silently crossed the room. Eve had to stop thanking whoever invented grey sweatpants to focus on his strange attitude.

Now that she was thinking about it, he hadn’t spoken much the previous evening either. To be fair it was late, and they just came back here, changed, and went to bed. Her head still hurting like hell, she had appreciated that he didn’t push for sex. But come on guy, she was wide awake now, and ready for some action!

“Are you grumpy?” she asked, straightforward. No time to lose beating around the bush.

Cyrus turned to her, scoffed, and removed his t-shirt, further fuelling her morning desire.

“What makes you think I am?”

“You literally didn’t say a word after we left my flat, which is quite unusual seeing how you love hearing your own voice. And you were kind of acting like a dick.”

Cyrus looked at her, surprised. Eve was pretty sure nobody had ever dared told him he acted like a dick. “Nah you know what? I don’t care. Just stay in your grumpy mood. I just want sex, you don’t need to talk, and we don’t need to bond. And I certainly didn’t sign up for a grumpy guy, before any sort of coffee.”

Anger was making her French accent stronger than ever, which made her even more upset. The worst thing for him right now would be to ask her to repeat anything she said. She opened the covers and jumped out of the bed, trying to forget about the headache and the sore part of her head.

“Men!” she exclaimed, “And they say we are complicated!”.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Cyrus asked, walking toward her, still tranquil on the surface.

“I am going home.” She took off her pyjama’s and grabbed a clean silk maxi skirt and top. “Sun is shining, killer psycho is killing, and I am not gonna spend my weekend with your grumpy ass on my back.”

Cyrus was standing to her side, arms crossed, looking at her while she was trying to brush her hair.

“ No.”

She stopped brushing, and turned to him, rage growing inside her. “No what??”

“You are not going home.”

“Pleaaaase, stop me. Would love to see you try.”

Cyrus scoffed and sported his sarcastic smile.

Eve finished packing the few things she had taken and walked to the door without looking at him. Before she could open the door, he pulled her away, pushing her towards it, her back hitting the door.

Cyrus blocked her with his body, kissing her with rage. Eve tried to get out of the kiss, still angry with him, but he swiftly moved her hands behind her back, pressing his body towards her. She could feel his erected penis, and was already wet for him, and would love to hate herself for it but she kissed him back.

His tongue forced passage into her mouth and Eve started moaning, she tried to take her arms back, but he was holding her firmly, devouring her mouth. Finally, he released her arms and grabbed her from under her butt, quickly throwing her on the bed after a few rapid steps.

Eve was breathless, laying on her back, watching the man push down his pants, freeing his dick, already hard and pulsing. His skin was shining from the light layer of sweat, and she felt the urge to take his perfect dick in her mouth again. Standing up, she was pushed without caution back to the bed again, the gesture was violent, he was, obviously, in some kind of grumpy state despite his negations.

He knelt above her tearing apart her top in a single move.

“What the fu-”

His mouth found her lips again, one hand catching her hands, positioning them together above her head, while his second hand went down, smoothly flying over her breast, before reaching the top of her skirt. Releasing Eve’s hands for two seconds, he took away the soft piece of fabric and panties in a single movement, not hearing Eve’s silent “thank you” for not tearing them apart. He took Eve’s arms again and blocked them once more, this time using his t-shirt to tie her wrists together.

“Really?”

“ Yep. You are not going anywhere before I make you scream my name.”

Eve looked at him, standing over her, his dick pulsing and ready to take her. He could not stop gazing at her, full lust darkening his ocean eyes. She moved her hips forward, trying to make him understand it was time.

Cyrus shook his head and growled, finally penetrating her with a violent push, forcing his way into her tight pussy. Eve screamed, her head falling back, eyes closing, her pleasure mixed with pain under the forceful entry. He was not slow, and they started to let go of their accumulated tension.

His back and forth became more brutal, deeper, making Eve scream without restraint, her breath shattered by the violence of his thrusts. Cyrus’s body crushed her, pounding her with all his strength, kissing her, varying the rhythm. Pulling out, pushing in, pinching her breast between his fingers or his teeth. He finally released Eve’s arms from his bed and turned her over, pulling her back against his sweaty torso, wrists still tied. He caught her face between his hands and stole a kiss, thrusting back inside her, making her gasp in pleasure. He circled her throbbing clit with expert fingers.

The familiar wave reached her, stronger than ever, electrifying her entire body with desire, all while Cyrus took her mouth to its fullest, capturing her screams.

Eve crumbled on the bed when Cyrus finally let her go, trying to catch her breath when she felt his dick push against her ass. Eve groaned, trying to move her poor butt away from this giant stick but Cyrus grabbed her hips, pushing her body to the bed, keeping her flat.

He bent down, his lips on her ear. “Let me taste you. I want to taste every part of you. I can’t wait to have a try at this perfect ass of yours.”

Gosh he could almost make her blush. She turned her head as much as she could. “You are NOT going in with no preparation. Did you have a good look at your monster dick?”

Cyrus laughed. “Don’t worry, Tiny Butt, I will be so gentle you will beg me to pay your ass a visit every single day.”

“I’llbesogentleyouwillbegme” Eve grumbled, watching Cyrus heading for his bedside table, taking out what she guessed was lube.

“ I sure hope this lubricants got some magical properties. Because I can tell you right now, THAT is not going to fit.” She pointed as best as she could with her tied hands to his hardened penis. “I must have been crazy yesterday when I thought it could.” Cyrus chuckled, and she bit her lips as he stroked himself, applying a generous amount of lube to his dick. Man, he’s hot. That’s why I thought it would be fine yesterday.

“Trust the process, Tiny Butt.” He got on his knees, placing his mouth at her ass.

Moans quickly escaped Eve’s mouth, his tongue playing her tight hole. She let out a scream when he spread her legs wider, giving him full access, she was feeling so exposed the simple idea of it was driving her wild. His tongue was insatiable, going in and out, sometimes getting lost on her clit, and was soon joined by a finger. Slowly at first, she contracted under the small intrusion, but mixed with Cyrus’s other hand playing her like a guitar she quickly relaxed enough to enjoy the digit in her ass. Moans of pleasure escaped her, growing louder as the giant went faster, she gasped at the feeling of another finger joining the fun.

“For fuck’s sake you are so tight I could come right now.”

A depraved moan was the only answer. She felt his head coming back towards her ass, his hair tickling her hips and when his tongue joined his fingers Eve couldn’t hold her pleasure, moving her body to get more of Cyrus’s fingers and tongue, enjoying the feeling of him pulling her ass cheeks to clear a path for his incredible tongue.

“I’m curious to know if you are going to hump my dick the same way when I finally fuck you,” he rasped, between tongues moves. “I can’t wait anymore my Goddess, tell me you want me.” He pulled Eve by her hair, eliciting a screaming of surprise, and without removing his fingers from her hole he kissed her, but stopped too fast for Eve’s taste.

“Tell me, Eve, tell me where you want my dick right now,” he whispered, nibbling her ear.

Eve’s moans were getting out of control, she could feel her juice leaking all over her legs and she had only one wish. “Take me Cyrus, fuck my ass, make me yours again, as hard as you can.”

“ As you wish.”

Cyrus

He pressed on her back pushing her down, adding a bit of the not-so-magical product on her entrance, and placed his dick against the most perfect ass he had ever seen. Despite Eve’s request, he started slowly, more slowly than he ever would for another girl, he took his time, stretching her at first to be sure she would enjoy it. He was not stupid enough to be unaware of his size. But her body was welcoming him more than he thought, his lover perfectly relaxed, offering her tight hole for him to fuck.

A grunt emerged from Eve when he managed to get his entire tip inside her, she would need some time to get used to his presence. Eve’s breath was heavy, he stroked her back, before playing a bit with her clit, instantly helping her relax more. Pushing further, Cyrus lost his mind, she was so tight the only thing he wanted to do was destroy her pretty ass; but as an anal lover, he knew that would sign the end of any ass-play later. And once again, he was too damn smart for that.

Finally they were able to find their rhythm, struggled growls replaced Eve’s usual sounds of pleasure as Cyrus allowed himself to go deeper, faster, not giving her a second of rest. Moans became screams, thrusts got harder. Eve’s face was ruined, tears pricking out of her eyes, grabbing the sheets as much as she could with her tied hands.

“Harder Cyrus, harder!” her raspy voice ordered, pushing her ass against him to take him as deep as possible.

“Jesus girl…” but he happily obliged, placing both hands on her hips, digging his fingers in the tender ass he loved, thrusting as hard as he could inside her, driving them to the edge.

Cyrus

A messy head full of curls was lying on him, right in the sweet angle at his shoulder, the one that makes every woman feel at home. Cyrus dropped his eyes on the woman sleeping against him, he was sure she was in Morpheus’s world right now, not that he blamed her for it, he had never taken another woman as hard as he took Eve. Genevieve. What a funny name.

He raised his right hand to softly stroke her body and couldn’t stop himself from grabbing a full fist of her ass, those peaches of hers were driving him crazy. Eve moaned, slapping his hand, chuckling.

Eve

“Don’t you even think about it,” she mumbled, without opening her eyes. A laugh answered her, and Eve felt movement from the heavy body of her lover, who swiftly positioned himself between her legs, his long hair falling above her, tickling her nose.

A kiss, soft and warm landed on her lips, and Eve took it all, Cyrus was for sure a great kisser, she may as well enjoy it while she was at it. The kiss stopped and Cyrus pulled back, mischievous light in his eyes.

“Did I finally manage to bring you to your knees, Tiny Butt? You sure know how to take a dick,” his voice grew raspier on the last words and Eve could already feel his excitement growing close to her sex. Her fire was lit again, it was inhumane to get turned on with words.

“Sorry to disappoint, but you didn’t,” she teased, nibbling on his lower lips, then in a swift move she positioned herself on top of him, toppling the naked giant on his back. Damn he was heavy, but she didn’t learn martial arts just to kill men. Well, she did, but she may as well use those skills for other stuff.

Surprised ocean eyes welcomed her, while she was laughing. “How in the living hell did you do that?” Cyrus laid still, taking in her naked body sitting on him right now. She moved her hips in a circle, her hands flat on his torso, keeping herself steady. Cyrus groaned when she moved her wet pussy above his dick, which was as usual ready for her. His eyes narrowed on her perky little pink nipples following the movement of her body, daring him to catch them between his teeth.

Eve leaned in, keeping the dance of her body, feeling the warmth of Cyrus against her clit. Without stopping she moved her mouth to his, biting his lips, inserting her tongue to play with his welcoming one, growls from the Neandertal answered her and she whined when she felt his hands grab at her ass.

“I’ll never get enough of you,” she whispered, her mouth moving close to his ear. “I’ll never get enough of your dick ravaging me, of your tongue enslaving me. Of your fist destroying me.” Without giving the man a second to answer, not that he could answer anything really, this was more of a statement, she impaled herself on his dick, hard as a rock and leaking so much cum already that she slid right onto it, barely feeling the pain, her pussy so drenched she was ready to take him all day.

Well, at least once, or maybe twice more.

A moan of pleasure was the only appropriate answer from Cyrus and while she was slowly sliding lower and lower, she could feel his eyes burning her, watching her sex spread over his gigantic dick. Cyrus closed his eyes when she reached the base, heavily breathing under the effort. She was so full now.

Cyrus

Their breathing accelerated as Eve reached a faster rhythm, whining and moaning under the pleasure and pain, the pain taking over for one tiny second when he grabbed her nipples between his index and thumb, twisting them as hard as he could, obtaining a raspy scream from Eve, and a drenched pussy getting even more hardcore on his dick.

The image of the brunette bouncing up and down on him, violently, deeply, all while having her tits tormented was driving him insane and Cyrus was trying his best to keep up, letting her have her orgasm before his.

“ Come for me Goddess. Come so I can get you on your knees and fuck you as hard as I can again.”

Only screams answered, Cyrus kept one hand on her breast, not stopping his torture, reaching the other to her throat, squeezing. Eve’s face redden, her moans growing louder. She moved her hands onto his, squeezing.

“For fuck’s sake girl…” he groaned, but obeyed, and was astonished by what he witnessed. A true Goddess, jumping and bouncing on his dick, not minding his size, not minding the pain, asking for more.

Eve’s screams muffled by her throat squeezed, had Cyrus howling his pleasure, filling the room. Her juice ran all over him, and he wanted more, always more.