"Good girl. Now, let me fill you completely and give you what you need."
Celeste nodded weakly, her body still trembling beneath him as the initial shock faded.
Elion leaned down, his tongue tracing a gentle path along her damp cheeks, licking up the salty remnants of her salty tears.
The taste of her vulnerability only fueled his desire to fuck her, and it made his cock throb harder inside her tight heat.
He groaned in his throat, the sound rumbling from his chest as he began to pull back. "Fuck, you are so unbelievably tight."
Inch by inch, he withdrew halfway, feeling her inner walls cling to his shaft, as if reluctant to let him go.
The friction sent sparks of pleasure racing up his spine, her pussy squeezing him like a velvet fist.
Pah!
Celeste's breath hitched. When he pushed back in, she flinched sharply.
"Ack!" A sharp cry escaped her lips as her brow furrowed deep in pain.
