Danielle’s POV
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God, I’ve missed this.
I’ve missed HIM.
Barely a few minutes after seeing him again and I was already coming and screaming like the concept of neighbours no longer existed.
And I loved it.
I didn’t even pay much attention to the flickering lights or the fact that there was still a blackened spot where a dead goddess used to be at the centre of my living room.
Anzari had all six of his arms around my naked body, taking me up the stairs.
He’d just kicked open my bedroom door when I finally began regaining feeling in my legs again.
“Oh, Anzari,” The high from the orgasm was unmatched.
I reached for his face, tracing my fingers along his jaw.
“You’re so… good.”
I caught his brows furrowing for a beat before something else flashed in those silver orbs again.
“I’m far from ‘good’.”
He didn’t let me bring up a counter, dropping me onto the bed.
My lips curled as I placed myself between the plush pillows, raising one knee over the other.
“You’re right,” I teased, lifting my head to see him under the dim lighting.
“You’re the best.”
Genuine confusion and a hint of concern marred Anzari’s face.
“… Danielle.”
“Hmm?”
“Are you intoxicated right now?”
That question snapped the post-climax high out of my eyes faster than lightning.
I frowned, my gaze taking in his form—those six arms stationed beside him and the way he set himself between my legs.
“Where the heck did you get that from?” I asked.
A smirk played on his lips.
“Relax. I’m only asking because of how you were acting just now,” he dropped to my thighs, pressing a gentle kiss just a little below my knee.
“I’ve never seen a woman in so much bliss after she’s had a release.”
My cheeks burned.
“Bliss?”
“That’s the best word I can use in describing the look on your face.” He went lower, placing another kiss on my stomach. This story is hosted at novelping.com.
“Like someone starving after weeks of reaching for a fruit.”
“I definitely didn’t miss your weird ass analogies.” I deliberately spread my legs wider, slipping them past his arms.
Then I hooked them around his waist, pulling that monstrous cock closer.
“Are you gonna fuck me or accuse me of doing coke next?”
“Those sweetened liquids are capable of inducing intoxication?”
“What the—boy, not Coca-Cola. I’m talking about… God, never mind.” I propped myself off the bed enough to bring my face centimetres away from his.
The kiss that followed was soft.
I savoured the slight tangy taste of my juices on his lips, slipping my tongue into his mouth.
He returned the kiss gradually—two hands keeping me stable on his laps, another two pressing my nipples and the last two caught between feeling up my ass cheeks and fingering me.
So many hands working on me at once while I ground my entrance against his length made sparks explode in my head.
Heat swelled in my core as I rocked harder.
He rocked back, raking his palms up and down my back in a rhythm that made me restless.
I wanted him inside me.
Like right now.
I don’t think I could stress that more than I already have.
“Fuck me, Anzari.” I whimpered into his mouth, cupping his cheeks between my palms.
“Show me that you missed this. Missed me.”
All words that I’ll probably regret in the morning.
But the fire in his eyes after I said them made whatever embarrassment that would come feel so fucking worth it.
I’d barely gotten the words out when he began rubbing the entirety of his cock back and forth between my folds.
Drawing out squelching wet sounds that made me shudder.
Suddenly he stopped—
—Only to push himself into me, filling me to the hilt.
I cried, my fingers on his face trembling.
The stretch was insane—thick and so fucking deep I felt him in my stomach.
Anzari held still for a heartbeat, letting me adjust, before he started moving.
Slow thrusts at first, dragging every inch of that monstrous cock out until just the head remained inside my dripping pussy, then pushing back in with a wet, filthy squelch.
“Fuck… you feel perfect,” I gasped, my walls clenching around him like I never wanted to let go.
His silver eyes darkened.
Two hands gripped my hips tighter, another pair sliding up to pin my wrists above my head while the last two kneaded my tits, thumbs flicking my nipples. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
His pace picked up—rougher now, slamming into me with purpose.
Each thrust punched the air from my lungs.
Without warning, he dropped me flat onto the bed, never pulling out.
The new angle had him hitting that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes.
Then he really let go.
The bed shook violently beneath us, the frame squeaking loudly and rhythmically for the first time as he fucked me like a man possessed.
Hard, deep strokes that made my tits bounce and my pussy cream around his cock.
I screamed.
“Anzari—oh my God, yes! Harder!”
He groaned, a deep, guttural sound that vibrated through his chest as he drove into me.
For the first time, he was the one leaning down to kiss me—claiming my mouth in a hungry, messy kiss while his hips pistoned relentlessly.
I tasted myself on his tongue and it only made me wetter.
Time blurred.
I didn’t know how long he fucked me like that—minutes, hours—but I came again, my pussy spasming around him as I cried out into his mouth.
He didn’t stop.
Another orgasm ripped through me right after, leaving me shaking and sobbing with pleasure, my nails digging into whatever part of him I could reach.
Then his rhythm faltered.
His grip turned bruising on my hips and wrists as he buried himself completely and came with a low, broken moan.
Hot pulses of his cum flooded deep inside me, filling me up until I could feel it leaking out around his cock.
I froze.
Wait a damn minute.
My eyes flew open in complete shock.
“Anzari… did you just come inside me?”
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