Page 668 of Coal Hearts

Pain.

Glorious, frenzied pain.

I moaned.

He groaned.

Our pace reached delirium.

“Fuck, little nightmare.” He spanked me again all while his cock grew and throbbed, claiming me, maiming me. “Feel that? Feel how much I need to come?”

I nodded.

I gasped.

I yelped as he struck for the fourth time, sending me hurtling toward heaven.

“You and that damn tattoo. You’ve cursed me for life.”

I hovered on the cliff’s edge.

The fall looked so deep and black, full of starbursts and supernovas.

I just needed one tiny push.

A single little—

Thwack.

I combusted on his fifth strike.

I grew wings and flew.

My entire body came.

Waking and rippling, milking and fisting.

I made noises.

I begged for things. Nonsense, unknown things.

I wasn’t human as I shattered and fractured and—

“Ily. Goddammit.” Henri dragged me onto him. Crawling inside me as deep as he could go. “Ily. Fuck. Fuck!”

His release spurted and coated, branding me in hot, ropey liquid.

His grunts as he kept feeding me his orgasm threatened to push me into another.

I could barely see, hardly think.

He destroyed me.

When he finally shuddered and held himself locked inside me, I shivered at the sensation of him marking me forever as his.

I wore his cum.

I had his scent all over me.