continuing the smut .. This whole chap is only abt smut.

TW: smut Toms Pov:

Goddamn nirvana. Dropping my chin, i trace the curve of her thrumming neck with my lips, then bite down right over her pulse like a man possessed. Her fear tastes so much better than I imagined. She inhales sharply, and I slide my mouth up her ear, enamored by the way she shivers beneath me. "I will chase away your demons, Ziara, and they will run and hide because I'm fucking scarier." I thrust inside her deeply to emphasize my point, earning a sharp gasp. Her hands slaps down on my hip, sliding back until her claws dig into my hips.

"Tom.." She whispers, arching her back and grinding into me. Biting back another moan, I lift her leg and hook my arm beneath her knee, keeping my thrust short and hard hitting that sweet spot inside of her that makes her pussy weep, Ziara's eyes roll, sleep addled moans filling the room and inside my chest, spurring me to fuck her harder and faster.

I anchor her leg higher by sliding my hand up to her troath and squeezing thightly, eliciting higher-pitched moans with the new angle. I clench my teeth, overcome with a rainfall of emotions.rage.love.need. Obsession. As they swell amd magnify, my hand ascend up her neck to the underside of her jaw. "Look at me while I ruin you, Ziara." Grip harsh, I jerk her head towards mine, capturing her dark, wide caramel pools with my own.

"You will always be mine," I growl. "Even in your fucking nightmares." A cry rolls past her lips, but she doesn't shy away. No, she meets each and every one of my thrust with a force of her own.

Pleasure races down my spine, gathering at the base and nearly blinding me with ecstasy. "Oh my God, Tom, please" she pleads breathlessly. Releasing her jaw, I slide hand down the planes of her stomach to her drenched pussy, the tips of my fingers teasing her clit. "You pray so pretty, little mouse" I murmur, "but I want to hear you screaming for mercy." I pull out of her, my dick protesting loudly, and it's only painful to roll away from her to dig trough the night. "What are you doing?" She groans, and I just know her pussy is clenching, searching for me. Grabbing what I need, I tuck her back into my arms. Her chin rests on her shoulders as she tries to figure out what I'm up to. She looks so fucking divine slathered in the moonlight, and it almost distracts me.

Uncapping the lube, I soak my dick in the liquid, gritting my teeth as I spread it down my length. Still reeling from the loss of her pussy, my hips thrust into my hand involuntarily like savage with no restraint. It's like I've always told her— I have no fucking control with her. "Tom," she draws out, alarm bells ringing in the tone of her voice. Before tossing the bottle over my shoulder, I squirt a generous dollop of lube on my fingers, then slide them down trough the crevice of her ass, she inhaled sharply as i coat her backside, and whimper as I plunge a finger inside, then another, stretching her and preparing her for what's to come.

She shudders, and whether it's from suprise or fear, she's incapable of doing anything else gaps for breath. I take my time stretching her, nipping along her shoulders, and leaving love bites while wringing little mewls from her troath. By the time I withdraw, she's panting, and muscles are loose. I slide my hand beneath her thigh and it up once more. "Wait," she breathes. "Your way to big. I don't know if I can handle it.."

"Your body was fucking made for me. So your gonna be a good girl and fucking take it." I just know fear is trickling trough her bloodstream now, and her pussy is fucking soaked in responds. She's nervous, yet she keeps those white teeth glued shut.

Smart girl.

"Do you trust me?" I ask, amused when her eyes snap to mine, sharp knives shooting from them. "I may trust you with my life. But do I trust you to not absolutely rip me in half ? Absolutely not." I grin baring my teeth in a savage smile. "You get off on my pain don't you Ziara?" Before she could protest, I position the head of my cock at her tight entrance and gently push it in. Her eyes pop open, the pain registering as I slowly stretch her. My fingers are working her clit immediately, balancing the agony with pleasure. "Tom.." she breathes, a war raging within her. Her nails digging into my outer thighs agian as I breach past the tight ring and slowly sink myself inside her.

Groaning, I bite her shoulder, nearly vibrating with the need to both draw blood and fuck her ass until she's sobbing. Somehow I refrain from both. As much as I love to hurt her, I have no desire to do so without bringing her pleasure, too. Methodically,I'm woke myself inside her until there's nothing more to give me. "Fuck baby you take it so fucking good," I praise. "That's a good girl, open up for me." She fists the blanket, like a flower blooming beneath the sunlight, her entire body relaxes, accepting me inside her as if it's the only thing that gives her life.

Where both trembling, on the precipice of shattering from how tightly were fitted together. I give her 30 seconds— a small increments of time of time to adjust. It's all the control and possess. Releasing a deep breath right when I hit mark in my head, I withdraw to the tip before driving back inside of her. She yelps, and I circle her clit harder, earning sexy little whimpers that had me tensing with need. "I own every part of you, Ziara. And I'll make you feel me for fucking days when I'm done with you." I set a steady pace, her body like soft clay beneath my insistent hands, and I mold her into me until the two of us become one.

"God," she moans, her voice chocked pleasure. "That's it, keep moaning my name. I'll take us home to paradise if you pray hard enough." I taunt, fucking her harder. "Oh, God like that," she rasps, her head kicking back. "Right there, Tom." I growl , pleasure pooling in the base of my spine, the sounds of our flesh smacking arising. "Look at you, taking my cock like a good little whore," I rasp. "Your squeezing me so tight, it's like you can't stand to lose me." "Yes" She mewls, her voice husky and cracking with desire. "Yea? You want deeper?" She pants, nodding her head eagerly, and it's all I can do to not spill inside her.

I flip her onto her stomach and roll on top of her, then lift her hips until she's on her knees. Hr gasp turns sharp when I slide back inside her tight ass, the angle allowing me to fuck deeper. "Oh fuck," she breathes, and I smirk being the first one to make the most softest girl in town curse. She breathes, ending it with a highpitched cry. She jerks forward, almost as if to pull away, but I tighten my hold on her hips, refusing her to escape. "Can you take it, little mouse?" I challenge. "I know how much you love to run, but I want to see what it looks like when you stay." Panting, she slams back into me, causing my head to kickback from the utter bliss. It takes a few seconds to gather my wits, on precipice of losing it all together.

"There's my good little whore," I murmur, then behind to move, gradually quickening my pace, making sure I don't injure her. "Tom..." She moans, long and loud while I fuck her faster, spurred on but the way she arches her back, nearly begging for more. Soon, she meet my trhust agian, and the pleasure that settled in the back of my spine swells. I crowd over her, one hand fisting her dark chocolate strands and bending her head back until our mouths touch, while my other slips beneath her and finds her swollen clit agian, delighting in the way she begins to sob .

Sweat coats our skin, and the vulgar sound deriving from where I fuck her battle with the sharp noises from flesh hitting flesh. Her screams rise above it all, filling the room and entwining with my own moans, a crescendo of pleasure echoing trough her whole house.

I trade between kissing and and nipping her lips and hovering above them, swallowing every FUCKING syllable she produces. She tenses, clenching her tight ass around my cock as she nears her climax, I rub her clot faster, desperately chasing her toward it so I can send us both flying. Her eyes roll, as she shudders as if a demon is being exorcised from her body. And she breaks. A scream releases from her troath , the tortured sound bleeding into my name. "Fuck, Ziara!" My head kicks back, and an orgasm rocks trough me, stealing my breath and vision. I'm blind of how deeply it crashes trough me..

It takes several minutes for my sight to return, and when it does, I find Ziara on her stomach, heaving for breath and appearing on the verge of blacking out.

Struggling to catch my own breath, I gently pull out of her and flop onto my back my head still swimming, but I refuse to leave her like that, so I force myself up and into the bathroom where I grab a small cloth and wet it with warm water. When I return to her, I gently clean her up, making sure there is no blood from any tearing.

Ill have to get some ointment for her anyway, she'll be sore. "Next time," she grumbles into the bed. "I'm running from you." I grin reaching over to grab a white rose from the night stand and the tuck it behind her ear, whispering, "you know how much I love to chase you, mouse." "Your a menace" She grumbles, grabbing the rose from her hair. "I may be" I slip my pants back on buckling my belt and lean forward leaving a small kiss on her bare shoulders, "sleep, I maybe won't be here for whole night but.." I smirk softly as she looks at me in the eyes, "I'll be here for the most of it." I nod. "Sad, I actually command you to leave now.." she point out making my head tip back, a low laugh grumbling form my troath and look down at her a smile still formed on my face.

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Authors note:

Ziara is so lucky. ANYWAYS! -1828 words🌹