Deep Inside
His mouth found one nipple, sucking with brutal precision while his fingers slid inside her, thick, curling deep, his thumb brushing her clit in circles that made her spine curve and her thighs shake.
“Say my name,” he commanded.
“Jammy—fuck—”
“Again.”
He drove a third finger inside her, stretching her, filling her. She was drenched, his hand soaked, her core tightening around him as if her body already knew he wasn’t human. He pumped deeper, watching her come undone with wild eyes and parted lips.
“Say it like you mean it.”
“Jammy!” she cried, climax tearing through her in waves.
He held her as she trembled, but there was no mercy in him. Only hunger. Lustre’s nails dug into his shoulders,