"Good," he said, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across his lips, "Because you’re never going to forget it."
The words were a promise, a dark, delicious vow that sent a shiver of pure, unadulterated anticipation down Alexi’s spine.
Jax held still for a mont longer, letting her body adjust, letting her mind catch up to the overwhelming reality of his possession and the intense pleasure that was still running through her body.
He wanted her face continuously contorting with pleasure as her inner muscles fluttered and tightened around him, a desperate, instinctual reaction to his invasive but pleasureful presence.
Then, he began to move.
His first withdrawal was a slow, torturous glide. He pulled back until only the swollen head of his massive cock remained inside her, the movent a deliberate, agonizing tease that made Alexi whimper in protest.
The sudden emptiness was a physical ache, a hollow void that cried out to be filled again.
Her hands, which had been limp at her sides, flew up to clutch at his broad shoulders, her nails digging into his hard, unyielding muscle, a silent, desperate plea.
"♥Please...♥" she breathed, her voice a hoarse, desperate whisper. "♥Jax...♥"
He answered her plea with a slow, powerful thrust. He sank back into her, his thick shaft a relentless, inexorable slide that stretched her wide, filling her to the brim once more.
The sensation was a tidal wave of pleasure, a deep, soul-stirring fulfillnt that made her toes curl and her back arch.
He was so deep, so impossibly deep, that she could feel the heavy head of his cock pressing against her cervix, a delicious, pressure-filled promise of the ecstasy to co.
He set a slow, deliberate rhythm, a masterful, sensual dance that was designed to drive her to the brink of insanity.
Each thrust was a powerful, possessive act, a silent declaration of his ownership. He was completely remodeling her tight pussy to fit his massive form.
"You’re so fucking tight," he growled, his voice a low, husky rumble that vibrated through his chest and into hers, "So fucking tight for . This pussy was made for my cock, wasn’t it,"
"Y..Yes," Alexi moaned out, hearing Jax’s words that worked like a powerful aphrodisiac.
She could feel the pressure building inside her again, a tight, coiling knot of pleasure in her stomach that was growing tighter and tighter with every passing second.
He was hitting all the right spots, his thick, pulsing shaft a masterful tool that was expertly probing her deepest, most sensitive places.
He began to increase the pace, his movents becoming faster, more demanding. The slow, sensual dance was over, replaced by a primal, animalistic rutting.
He was a predator claiming his mate, and he was no longer holding back.
His hips beca a blur of motion, a powerful, pistoning rhythm that drove his massive cock into her with a force that was both terrifying and exhilarating.
The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a wet, rhythmic percussion that was the soundtrack to their passionate coupling.
Each thrust was a powerful, impact-filled jolt that sent shockwaves of intense, blinding pleasure coursing through her veins.
He was hitting her deepest depths, poking at every sweet spot, his massive cock a relentless, rciless force that was pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
"♥Gods! Jax! Yes!♥" she scread, her voice a high, desperate keen that was lost in the symphony of their passion.
Her legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his lower back, pulling him deeper, trying to rge with him, to beco one with the magnificent male who was giving her so much pleasure.
He could feel her getting closer, could feel the change in her, the way her body tensed, the way her breath hitched in her throat, the way her inner muscles began to clench around his cock in a desperate, frantic rhythm.
He doubled his efforts, his hips a powerful, pistoning blur that was pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
He leaned down, his hot, hungry mouth finding the sensitive skin of her neck. He kissed her, his lips a firm, possessive pressure that was a brand of ownership.
He trailed a line of hot, wet kisses down her throat, over her collarbone, and down to the generous swell of her breasts.
He found her nipple, a hard, rosy peak that was begging for his attention. He flicked it with his tongue, a quick, teasing touch that made her gasp.
Then, he wrapped his lips around it, sucking it into his mouth, his tongue a rapid, fluttering dance against the sensitive, swollen nub.
The dual stimulation was too much.
The relentless, pounding rhythm of his cock, combined with the hot, possessive suction of his mouth, was an overload of sensation, a tidal wave of pleasure that was so intense it was almost painful.
Her entire body convulsed, a series of powerful, rhythmic spasms that wracked her from head to toe.
He moved to her other breast, giving it the sa lavish, possessive attention. He was a relentless, rciless force of nature, a primal predator claiming his mate, and he was not going to stop until she was completely, utterly, and irrevocably his.
"♥Cum for ,♥" he commanded, his voice a low, dominant growl that was an absolute order. The words vibrated against her sensitive skin, a final, devastating push that sent her hurtling over the edge.
"♥JAX!♥" she scread, her voice a deafening, triumphant roar that echoed off the walls. Her entire body convulsed, a massive, seismic wave of pleasure ripping through her.
Her back arched into an impossible angle, her toes curled, and her eyes rolled back in her head, showing only the whites. She was a beautiful, shattered wreck, a canvas of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
And then she ca.
Once again, Alexi squirted, her sweet nectar gushing out and soaking his cock, all the while Jax could feel her inner muscles clamping down around him like a vise, a series of powerful, rhythmic contractions that milked his shaft, her body trying to draw him deeper, to keep him inside her forever.
He held her tight, his arms a secure, possessive cage as she rode out the waves of her orgasm.
Slowly, the seismic waves of pleasure began to subside, leaving in their wake a profound, bone-deep exhaustion. Alexi was limp, utterly spent, a beautiful, sated wreck. Every muscle in her body felt like liquid, every nerve ending was a raw, tingling wire of aftershock.
But Jax was not done with her just yet.
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