Her Fae Lovers

Lola rolled her hips, whimpering at the feeling of Puca’s cock as he worked it into her. It was a feeling that border lined on pleasure and pain as his cock stretched his girth wider than she had been prepared for.

“Knew you’d feel so good.” Puca said in a growling, rasping tone that reverberated through Lola. His warm breath tickling over the sensitive skin below her ear. “Even better than I had imagined.” He moaned low in the back of his throat as he thrust his cock deeper inside of her. Lola couldn’t help the moaning gasp that escaped her lips.

His hands gripped her thighs as he thrust himself full into her, savoring the warmth that enveloped him. Holding himself still as he tried to allow her the chance to adjust to his thick cock.

“Are you okay?” Puca panted as he pinned her against the wall. His hands gripping her thighs as his body shook, his teeth clenched. He didn’t want to hurt her, but gentle lovemaking wasn’t what either of them needed.

Lola nodded her head as she rolled her hips, making him groan against the skin of her neck. He pulled his dick out of her before thrusting back into her. Lola sobbed as he started to take her with a fast pace. The rough wall scratching the skin of her back as she threw her head back. Enjoying the rough way that he was fucking her. She leaned forward, her hot breath panting against his neck as she wrapped her arms around him, hanging onto him like he was her lifeline.

“Puca,” she panted, her breathing harsh as he kept up his pace. Things with him wouldn’t be gentle, and she could understand what he had meant about wanting her to be in control when they finally slept together.

If she hadn’t been as needy as she was now. Her body wouldn’t have been able to handle the rough way he was taking her. How he gripped her hips and thighs. She knew that she’d be bruised for days.

“Gods, Lola, I need you.” Puca said, moving his hands from her thighs to let her legs slip down his body as he pulled back. Smirking at the whimper that Lola let out as he spun her around. Placing her hands on the wall, smiling at the way that she arched her back, ready for him.

“Tell me that this is what you need.” He ordered as he moved his dick through her folds, teasing her, dipping into her wetness. A chuckle escaped his lips as she pressed her ass against him. Biting his lip, he thrust into her, a short stroke that left her wanting more.

No, not wanting more, but needing more.

“Tell me.” He growled against her shoulder as his hand slapped her bottom.

“Puca.” Lola panted, shocked at the sound of his hand meeting her skin. She pressed back, trying to force his cock deeper as he gripped her hips. Holding her in place.

“Tell me.” He growled out as he pulled his cock from her again. A gentle thrust that wasn’t nearly enough was his all he gave her. His palm swatting against her ass again, making her shudder.

“I need you, Puca.” Lola moaned out as he rocked his hips. His hands moved over her arms. To pin her hands to the wall, as she scratched her nails against the wall paper. Feeling the aged paper peel up under her finger nails as he threaded his fingers with hers. He kept up the pace until Lola let out a sobbing moan. She was almost there. She just needed more.

“Please touch me,” Lola sobbed out. She was so close, her body tight felt tight, like she was about to fall over the edge.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Where?” Puca said nipping at her earlobe. “Here?” He asked, untangling his hand from hers and scraping his nails up her arm.

Lola shook her head as she bit her lower lip, trying to contain her moan as goosebumps covered her skin. “Lower.”

He thrust into her, dragging his nails along her spine, loving the way she shook. “Like this?”

“Puca, I need you.” Lola moaned as his hand moved over her hip. Nails scratching along her skin as he went. His cock moving inside of her as she kept her hands braced against the wall.

“Here?” He asked, his finger moving through the trimmed curls at the apex of her thighs, giving me them a sharp tug that made her gasp out his name.

“Touch me.” Lola all but begged as she pushed herself back against him. Rotating her hips as his he fucked her. His teeth nibbled along her throat as he moved his fingers in a circular motion around her clit.

“I am. I want you to come for me.” He growled out as his finger strummed over her clit. His voice was gravelly and low, pulling at something deep inside of her, and she knew that she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.

Pinpricks of magic danced along her skin. Seeking, searching, and feeding. She felt drunk as her body clenched up around his cock.

“Lola,” Puca panted out, feeling her vaginal walls fluttering around his dick. Speeding up the movement of his fingers, he hissed in her ear. “That’s right, I want you to come. Know that I’m not done with you. That I will never be done with you. That I’ll always make you feel this way.”

Lola’s body stiffened. She screwed her eyes shut. Feeling the waves of her orgasm crash through her.

“Puca.” She moaned out.

“That’s right Lola, I love you.” His words were spoken with a groan as she felt his semen spill inside of her.