AZRAEL
She moans so loud I'm certain the guards down the hall can hear her.
But who cares?
Let the entire mansion all know who's making her this desperate.
I pump my finger in and out, curling it against her front wall, searching for that spot that'll make her scream.
I find it in seconds.
Her entire body jolts, a strangled cry ripping from her throat as I press against the spongy flesh. Her walls clench around my finger so tight it's almost painful.
"There it is." I grin against her skin, rubbing that spot over and over, relishing every twitch and moan I pull from her. "That's your spot, isn't it, little mouse? Right fucking there?"
"Yes—yes—oh god—right there—"
I add a second finger, stretching her open, and she keens, back arching off the bed. She's so tight around two fingers I can barely move, her pussy gripping me like it never wants to let go.
The thought of how she'll feel wrapped around my cock makes my vision blur.
