He filled her completely, stretched her to her limits, hit spots inside her she didn't even know existed. The pleasure was so intense it almost felt like pain, overwhelming every sense, short-circuiting her brain.
Raphael didn't give her time to adjust. He pulled back and thrust in again, setting a brutal pace immediately, fucking her with the kind of intensity that only supernatural beings could sustain.
Each thrust drove her up the bed. Each withdrawal left her feeling empty and desperate for him to fill her again. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by Maya's screams and Raphael's guttural groans of pleasure.
"So tight," Raphael growled, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. "Your pussy feels incredible, Elena. Like it was made specifically to take my cock."
