Fallen Into Hell: Fallen: Book 2, Layna Snow [the mitten read aloud .TXT] 📗

her ear. And pressed his body against her. “You’re ready, aren’t you? But you’ll have to wait. I had to wait.” His voice was tight, and she could tell that he was close. But there was something else.

He’d been livid, and so mean before. And he certainly seemed abrupt now, but he was also gentle. He didn’t bruise her, or say horrible things that made her feel that he was using her body.

She didn’t know how he felt, didn’t understand his intentions. And, maybe he didn’t either.

Adrian withdrew his hand and walked away from her. She couldn’t really see, because of how the cross was fashioned, but her curiosity spiked her longing.

Sophie gulped a few breaths as she heard his steps come closer. She closed her eyes as she felt something cold and wet against her butt. Oh fruit-cup! What was he doing?

She pressed forward, trying to get away from the aversive sensation, but there was nowhere to go. And he wasn’t saying anything.

He didn’t even protest her movements.

And then, she felt something pressing against that place where no one had ever gone. What the heck was he putting there?! But she couldn’t ask. He just continued pressing, until the muscles gave way. The only reaction from him was a terse “Relax!” as he continued to insert the thing into her.

Relax? How was she supposed to relax? He was doing something that had never been done before. He was stretching muscles that had never opened that far, and she had no idea what to do! Yes, she had read books. She knew that they’d want to both take her. But she never thought that he’d have to stretch her first. It didn’t hurt in books. Everything was magical! But, this stung.

Sophie didn’t struggle, didn’t object. She knew that he’d make her feel good. She just had to wait.

He’s the expert! Just relax! But it was difficult. She trusted him, but with his current mood, she wasn’t sure what he’d do, how he’d react.

They pushed her to her limit, past her limit, and…. And she always came out of it happy that they had.

She’d have to put her trust in him again.

Taking a deep breath, Soph focused on releasing all of her muscles. She started with the ones in her arms, and worked down until she unclenched the pelvic and butt muscles. And then her thighs. She needed to stay up, but she just released everything and cleared her mind. She wanted this sex because it was freeing. Because it didn’t make her think. So she was going to stop thinking and just feel for a change.

After one more twist, the thing slipped past the last ring of muscles until the plastic was resting inside her. The end was flat, like a plug, and kept it secure where it sat.

And then, she heard a click and it started to vibrate.

Ohh! She hadn’t expected that! And although it was new, strange and her muscles were stretched, it felt kind of nice!

The touch of Adrian’s fingers at her core was even better. He petted her, keeping his fingers away from the aching parts that needed attention. He went close to her clit, teasing before retreating quickly. She wanted to move, wanted to direct him but he just continued until she trembled.

She then felt his lips at her back, his teeth grazing her flesh as he continued his torment.

She wanted to cry, to scream, to jump him and make him hurry. She couldn’t think, couldn’t process what his body was doing. She didn’t even notice the other hand until it reached around and cupped one of her breasts. His fingers skimming the puckered flesh of her nipple. And then he grasped it with a finger and his thumb and tweaked it sharply.

The piercing sensation was neither pain nor pleasure, and it zinged through her, straight to her clit, making it swell further. And this time, when he moved close to it, he actually touched, running the pad of his finger lightly at the same time he pinched her nipple again. It felt like lightning.

She hadn’t even known she was climbing towards her orgasm before it washed her away. Overcame her like some giant tsunami, pulling her under, burning her up. She screamed silently, all the air in her body leaving in a whoosh, pulling everything from her as it expelled. Leaving her floating in a sea of nothingness, until she felt a prodding at the opening of her body.

She felt the head just before he thrust into her, reaching into the dark recesses of her body, giving her his heat and pulling her back from her pleasure. But, his body in hers was just as heady. It added to the vibrations, reawakening her nerve-endings and sharpening the last decadent aftershocks. His breathing sharp and hard next to her ear, his body pressing into hers.

Oh gosh!

Immediately, it was building again, so quickly and hot that she could do nothing but let him take her higher.

His thrusts were quick, deep and hard. He took, stole, but also forced her body to feel more ecstasy. He demanded that she take it until she was consumed, once again, by something so profound and electric that everything burst into a thousand fragments, shattering her mind until she knew nothing but the rapture and guttural shout of Adrian’s pleasure.

She hadn’t even come down from her high when she was removed from the cross and carried into the middle of the room to be placed on the carpet. The toy was taken from her body before a warmth sidled up against her. Soph was too tired to open her eyes. Too exhausted to think. And so she slept.

21

Connor looked around the workout room in the basement of the Hunters’ home base. Everything was familiar. The mats were set down on the floor