Page 104 of Ravage God

Elio didn’t wait.

He shifted me around until I was lying on my side, and he was behind me. He reached around, pulled on the shirt I wore to bed last night—his shirt—and in one practiced move, got it up and off me. Then he pulled my panties all the way down my legs until I was completely naked.

“God, look at you. Look how beautiful you are.” One hand found my breast, fondling it. I looked down to see him playing with my nipple, his finger twirling the sensitive bud between two fingers.

He pinched me, and I sucked in a sharp breath.

“Feel good?” he asked me.

I could only nod as he roughly plucked at it. I swallowed as he continued his abuse before moving to the other breast and giving it the same treatment. By the time he was done, both of my nipples were red and swollen and sore.

I felt him fumbling around with his boxer briefs from behind before moving back to me. I gasped when I felt his hard-on against the back of my thigh.

“We’re not using a fucking condom,” he said. I could only nod as I felt his tip at my entrance.

Slowly, he pushed all the way inside me.

God.

The position made it so I could feel more of him.

“Fuck,” Elio growled. “You feel so good like this.”

I clenched around him from his words, eliciting a low growl that I could feel vibrating from his chest to my back.

He didn’t give me time to adjust.

He fucked me hard and fast.

I nearly lost it right then and there.

One arm came around my middle, and the other moved up, his hand wrapping around my throat. He squeezed gently. Not enough to cut off the air supply, but enough for me to feel it.

“Do you like this?”

I thought about it before I slowly nodded.

“Good.” He pulled me in closer to him and fucked me harder and harder. Each savage thrust caused pieces of myself to disappear into the abyss, leaving behind someone I didn’t recognize anymore. Someone who belonged solely and entirely to him. There was no stopping it.

He tightened his grip around my throat marginally.

I gasped and moved my hands up to his, but I didn’t pull him away. I didn’t want to. I was just…

Overwhelmed by the pleasure, I didn’t know what to think anymore.

“You like that?” he asked, his voice rough. “Do you like feeling me inside you with nothing between us?”

I clenched down on him, feeling wetness gushing out of me.

“Yes,” I hissed out, barely able to form coherent words. “God, yes.”

The hand around my throat moved down and played with my clit.

I cried out at the sudden contact, my body still so sensitive from the two orgasms he had already wrung from me. Hisfingers moved in quick, merciless circles that had me bucking against him.

I shook my head. “No. Elio, please.”

I didn’t know what I was begging for.