Mikaylas emergence - Chapter 33

"Fuck, you feel so good," he growled, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he pistoned in and out of me. "Such a dirty little slut."

I couldn't speak, could barely breathe as the pleasure overwhelmed me. It was so intense - so raw and visceral - that I felt like I was losing control of my own body. I was just a passenger along for the ride, swept up in the whirlwind of pleasure and ecstasy. As the man continued to thrust into me, I reached down to touch myself, needing the extra stimulation to push me over the edge.

I found my clit swollen and sensitive under my fingers, and as I started to rub slow circles around it, I felt myself spiraling even higher. I was so close to the edge that I could taste it, and I knew that it wouldn't be long before I tipped over the edge and into the sweet abyss of pleasure. As I continued to rub myself, the man behind me started to thrust harder and faster, driving himself deep inside me as he chased his own release.

The feeling of him pounding into me from behind only added to the intensity of my own orgasm, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. I could feel my muscles tightening around him, my body trembling as I fought to hold back the tide of pleasure. But it was no use - with one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside me and I felt myself shatter into a million pieces.