Zenith nodded lightly, her breath was shallow and uneven, before lowering her hips slowly.

The swollen head of Elion’s cock breached her entrance first, stretching her tight pussy around the thick tip as she sank down just enough to envelop it in a warm embrace

A sharp intake of breath escaped her lips, her inner walls clenching instinctively around the intrusion.

Elion’s breath caught in his throat. The sudden grip of her tight walls sent a surge of pleasure ripping through him.

Her folds fluttered against his skin, slick with fluids that eased the pathway but couldn’t mask the exquisite tightness.

Before he could adjust, Zenith’s determination overrode her hesitation. She suddenly dropped her hips fully in one swift motion, impaling herself on his entire nine-inch length.

The electric shock of it jolted Elion’s body, every nerve igniting as her pussy swallowed him whole, the velvety walls squeezing him like a vice forged in fire.

He groaned loudly, the sound raw and guttural, echoing off the bedroom walls. The feeling was sensational.

"Fuck!"

This had to be the greatest pussy he’d ever entered. It felt unbelievably snug, definitely not the tightest, Celeste would take the price for that one, but it was close, pulsing with her heartbeat, milking him without mercy.

His restraint shattered in that instant; both his hands shot to her ass cheeks, fingers digging into the firm, blue flesh as if he could pull her even deeper.

But she was already seated flush against him, her ass pressing into his pelvis, his cock buried to the hilt inside her quivering walls, hitting the entrance to her womb.

Elion looked up at her face with a breathy gasp, taking in the sight of her: her eyes were squeezed shut, a wincing frown creasing her brow, horns casting faint shadows across her flushed skin.

Concern flickered through the haze of lust as he glanced down to where they joined.

Sure enough, his suspicions turned out to be exactly as he had thought: there was a thin trickle of red fluid mixed with her clear juices seeping out around his shaft and staining the base where her pussy lips stretched taut around him.

He hadn’t felt the barrier clearly in the overwhelming rush, but now it registered; he had felt the subtle resistance when he’d pierced through.

A low chuckle rumbled in his chest. ’At least now I know human anatomy and demon anatomy work the same.’

"Are you okay?" he asked lightly in a gentle voice, his one hand sliding up to cup her hip while the other stayed firm on her ass.

She wasn’t moving.

Her body was shaking atop him, and her thighs were trembling against his sides. Maybe the pain hit harder than she’d anticipated. That initial tear still burned deeper than the pleasure.

But Zenith was a strong demon woman; she nodded her head slowly, forcing her eyes open.

They glistened with unshed tears, but she blinked them back, jaw set in resolve. "I’m okay," she whispered. The words sounded steady despite the quiver in her tone.

Elion kept his hands on her ass cheeks, his thumbs tracing soothing circles into the soft skin, giving her a moment to adjust.

The warmth of her pussy enveloped him completely, a throbbing heat that made his cock twitch inside her, drawing a soft whimper from her lips.

Finally, she lifted her waist a bit, his dick withdrawing inch by inch, slick with her mixed fluids. The veined length emerged glistening, and her inner walls stretched outward as if reluctant to release him.

Then she suddenly came back down without warning, her ass meeting his hips with a soft pah as skin met skin, the impact sending a ripple through her body.

"Ahhhh!" She winced again, a sharp hiss escaping her, but there was no intent to stop in her movements; her hands rested on his chest, her nails digging lightly into his muscles as she began to find a rhythm.

Elion groaned once more, the exquisite warmness of her cunt enveloping him anew, sucking him in with every descent.

The friction built quickly, her juices easing the slide but amplifying the drag of her tight passage over his sensitive skin.

He watched her through half-closed eyes, admiring the way her breasts bounced with each descent, the nipples hard and asking to be pulled by his hands.

The pain lingered in her expression, but so did the growing spark of pleasure. Her hips rolled instinctively now, grinding down to take him deeper.

Elion’s grip tightened on her ass, guiding her subtly, his own restraint fraying as he fought the urge to flip her over and pound into her until she screamed.

Eventually, Zenith’s movements grew steadier, her pussy sliding up and down Elion’s thick cock with increasing confidence, though each descent still drew a soft gasp from her lips.

The initial sting of penetration faded into a deep, aching fullness that bordered on pleasure, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his girth.

Elion’s chest was a really good support for her to lift herself higher before dropping back down.

Pah! 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The wet slap of her ass against his thighs echoed in the room, mingling with her ragged breaths and his low grunts of approval.

His hands roamed from her ass to her hips, his thumbs pressing into the soft dips where her blue skin met the curve of her waist.

He could feel every quiver in her body, the way her swollen clit grazed his pubic bone with each grind, sending sparks through her that made her clench around him tighter.

"That’s it," he murmured, his cock throbbing inside her as she picked up the pace. Her juices coated him fully now, easing the friction into a slick glide that had him fighting the urge to buck up into her.

She leaned forward slightly, her heavy breasts swaying with the motion, the nipples brushing against his chest and hardening further from the contact.

Zenith’s eyes locked onto his, a mix of defiance and vulnerability shining through the lingering pain. She rolled her hips around his shaft, circling them to feel him stir deeper inside, the head of his dick nudging against her cervix and drawing a sharp moan from her throat.

The sensation built a fire in her core, chasing away the remnants of discomfort as pleasure began to build up.

Elion couldn’t hold back anymore; one hand slid up her back to tangle in her hair before holding onto one of her longer horns, using it to pull her down for a fierce kiss.

His tongue plunged into her mouth, dominating the rhythm as he sucked on hers, tasting her. She kissed back hungrily, her earlier hesitance forgotten in the heat, but he controlled the depth, the pressure, making her yield to him even as she rode his cock.

Breaking the kiss, he nipped at her lower lip, then trailed bites down her jaw to her neck, sucking hard enough to leave fresh red marks on her blue skin.

Zenith arched into it, her pace faltering for a moment as a wave of sensation crashed over her. "Fuck, you’re so tight," Elion growled against her throat, his free hand dropping to where they connected.

His fingers found her clit, swollen and slick, and he rubbed it in firm circles, matching the tempo of her bounces.

Her response was immediate.

"Ahhhhhhn~!"

A cry tore from her lips as her pussy spasmed around him, the added stimulation pushing her toward the edge. She slammed down harder now, chasing the building orgasm, her ass cheeks flexing under his grip.

Elion thrust up at the same time to meet her halfway, his hips snapping with controlled power, driving his cock deeper into her yielding walls.

Their movements synchronized as the room filled with the obscene sounds of skin slapping skin, her wetness squelching around his shaft, as well as their mingled moans growing louder.

The bed creaked under them, her blue breasts bouncing wildly, nipples peaked and begging for attention.

His hand moved from her pussy, both grabbing her thighs, spreading them wider to angle himself deeper, hitting that sensitive spot inside her that made her back arch and her claws dig into his shoulders.

"Yes, like that!" she gasped deeply.

The pressure built up in his balls, his cock swelling thicker inside her tight heat. He grunted with each thrust now as he felt the familiar sensation of reaching his peak, and something rushing through him.

Zenith’s eyes widened as she sensed his urgent thrusts, her own pleasure spiking from the way he pounded and filled her faster and faster. She rocked her hips frantically as well, chasing her own orgasm, which was also not far off.

Elion’s thrusts grew erratic, his breath coming in harsh pants against her ear. "Fuck, Zenith... I’m close," he growled, voice strained as he hammered into her, holding deep to savor the way her pussy milked him.

Her eyes snapped open, a flicker of panic cutting through the haze of lustful pleasure.

"Not inside!" she cried out, pushing at his chest with surprising strength.

Before he could react, she twisted beneath him, her legs unlocking from his waist. With a wet pop, she lifted her hips, forcing his cock to slide free from her dripping entrance, leaving them both gasping at the sudden emptiness.

Elion groaned in frustration, his dick throbbing in the cool air, glistening with her essence, and the veins pulsing visibly. Zenith scrambled up, kneeling between his spread legs.

She wrapped both hands around his shaft, one above the other to cover his full length, and started pumping fast and firm.

Her grip was tight, twisting slightly at the head with each upward stroke, her thumbs pressing into the sensitive underside.

"Come on, give it to me," she urged him on with a surprisingly demanding voice, leaning in closer so her face hovered just inches from his tip.

Elion’s hands grasped and pulled at the sheets, his abs clenching as she jerked him off with determined strokes, her soft palms gliding over the ridges and slick skin.

"Nnnnghh~!" With a guttural roar, he came, his cock jerking in her hands as thick jets of cum erupted from the slit.

Spurt!

The first spurt hit her cheek, splattering white across her blue skin and dripping down toward her jaw.

Zenith didn’t flinch; she aimed him higher with her next pump, the second and third blasts striking her forehead and open mouth, coating her lips in sticky fluid that she licked away with a swipe of her tongue.

Spurt!

More followed, splattering onto her hair, matting the strands to her scalp, and finally, some of the cum landed on her horns, the creamy load clinging to the curved bone like obscene decoration, before trickling slowly down the spiral ridges.