Hellbound Heart novel Chapter 40

"F*ck. You're as tight as I expected." He growled as his palm went to her mouth, covering it completely. "What I'm about to do will most probably cause you to scream out loud." He added in a strained voice. "Don't worry, the pain will only be temporary."

As soon as said the words, he pushed himself all the way in, eliciting a sharp cry from her mouth. Oh lord… she thought that he was already fully in with that first push! That move!! She had felt how he had penetrated her so deeply that with every inch he entered, her most private place was being spread out forcefully, accommodating his impressive girth and length. And every vein on his hot and hard rod brought unspeakable and exquisite feelings erupting within, that her mind felt as though it would meltdown from being overstimulated. There was that searing pain initially, but as he continued pressing himself further into her depths, it somehow changed until he finally was all in.

Elle felt like she could not breathe for a moment while he was panting, keeping himself still while making strained deep sounds that were coming from his throat. "Gods… f*ck… Izabelle." Sebastian used her name for the first time since they started this, making her entire being shiver. But what surprised her the most was the seemingly tortured sound being wrenched out of him. As though she was not the one in pain but him instead. Which was a little ridiculous because even as they both stilled in their movements, she was still unable to figure out how to breathe with him stretching her out and filling her so utterly full.

"You are… really unbelievable…" he muttered. She could not see his face, but he seemed to be talking through clenched teeth. But that was barely her concern as of now.

She attempted to move forward and remove that invading rod in her insides. To escape that battering ram that would soon be staging its attack. But he held her still, wrapping his strong arms around her as he nuzzled into the crook of her neck. "Don't princess… stay still for now. You're doing good, baby. I promise you'll feel better in a little while." He whispered lowly, his warm and moist breath fanning the side of her cheek.

"But…" Elle spoke in a daze, shaking her head. "… too much. It's too much for me –" her tone was bordering on begging.

"Oh… it's not, Izabelle." He disagreed with her and started kissing her skin. It was as if little flames were descending and burning her skin at random spots. "Can't you tell you've taken me whole down to the hilt in one go? That's how amazing you are. I'll show you, princess. I'll show you how perfect my dick is for you. You were made for me to f*ck!"

And with that, he started moving. Gliding out slowly and then pushing his rock-hard length back in. Every time he pulled out, Elle gasped as though she were losing her breath. When he pushed back in, she whimpered and mewled out in intense pleasure as he stretched her out again. He was slow and patient. She still could not get used to it but the way he seemed to be giving her time to adjust and get her normal breathing back as he murmured to her slowly had her body relaxing.

"See? You're taking me in so good. F*ck, you don't have any idea how your delicious c*nt is made just for me, Izabelle." His voice was nearly guttural. As if he was having a hard time speaking.

When she was finally starting to feel sparks arcing inside her, she felt his hand went up from her breast to tangle itself in her hair. He then fisted her hair at her nape and thrusted into her. Hard.