𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑔𝑛

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Salvatore’s tongue never slowed, not even as Kailani’s body began to tremble violently in his grasp. Her soft moans escalated into desperate cries, her fingers clawing at his head, and he knew she was close. He could feel it in the way her thighs quivered beneath his rough hands, in the way her breath hitched with each relentless flick of his tongue. He was driving her over the edge, and he wouldn’t stop until she completely shattered beneath him.

"Let me drink you up kitten, fuck yeah baby"
He said, his deep, low voice rumbling through her, muffled into her wetness.
With a feral growl, Salvatore latched onto her clit, sucking it into his mouth with brutal force. The sensation sent a shockwave through her body, her back arching off the bed as she cried out his name. That single sound was enough to push him over the edge as well, his grip on her tightening as he buried his face even deeper between her legs.

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing over her in violent, uncontrollable waves. Salvatore could feel her pulsing around his tongue, her body convulsing as her juices flooded his mouth, and he drank it all in like a man starved. He was desperate, ravenous, his lips and tongue working overtime to catch every drop of her essence, savoring her taste like it was the only thing that could ever satisfy him.

He growled against her, the sound low and primal as he devoured her with unrelenting hunger, his tongue lapping up her cum, not letting a single drop go to waste. His grip on her thighs was almost bruising as he held her open, forcing her to ride out every second of her climax, drawing out every last bit of pleasure from her until she was left trembling and spent beneath him.

Only when her body began to go limp, her legs shaking uncontrollably, did Salvatore finally pull back. His lips were wet, his chin glistening with her juices as he sat up, his chest heaving with ragged breaths, his head tilted back from the high. His dark eyes were still wild, filled with an unquenchable need.

Kailani lay sprawled across the bed, her body completely spent, her breathing still uneven as she tried to come down from the high he had given her. Her legs were still trembling, her skin flushed and glistening with sweat, and her eyes fluttered shut as exhaustion washed over her. She looked so fragile, delicate as he always saw her.

Salvatore momentarily left the room and as soon as he returned, he carried with him a small glass of water and a damp towel. He set the glass on the nightstand and approached the bed, where Kailani lay still catching her breath, her body still quivering from the intensity of their encounter.

He pressed the glass between her lips and she accepted the water gratefully, sipping slowly as he held it steady, his other large hand resting at the back of her head to tilt it up.

Once she finished, he set the glass aside and picked up the damp towel. With a gentleness that contrasted sharply with his earlier ferocity, he began to wipe her down, carefully brushing the cloth over her skin, making her whimper and whine. He started with her arms, his touch feather-light as he mopped up the sweat glistening on her delicate skin. His movements were deliberate, taking his time as if he were afraid of breaking her.

Kailani kept her eyes closed the whole time, knowing that he didn't have his mask on.

After he finished wiping her down, he tossed the towel aside and moved to sit beside her on the bed. His massive frame dwarfed hers, but he was careful not to crowd her. Instead, he leaned back against the headboard and pulled her gently against him, wrapping his strong arms around her in a protective embrace. The warmth radiating from him enveloped her, providing a sense of security that was comforting.

“You did so good kitten. Fuck, such a good fucking girl” he murmured, his voice low and deep, sounding like a growl as he spoke. Kailani relished at the sound of his voice, responding to it like a kitten at the sound of her master's voice and she almost seemed to purr at the sound of it, grinding her still-sensitive pussy onto his abs, his voice awakening the hunger within her again.

His dark eyes softened as he scanned her face, as if memorizing every detail, his thumb stroking her hair absentmindedly.

Salvatore remained vigilant, ensuring that she was comfortable. He tucked a stray hair behind her ear and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, lingering for a moment as if grounding himself in this moment of intimacy. It was a stark contrast to the raw passion they had just shared.

Next, he reached for a small bottle of lotion on the nightstand. He poured some into his hands and rubbed them together before pulling her up so that her body was flushed on top of his as he leaned back against the headboard gently massaging her shoulders, kneading away the tension that had built up during their passionate encounter. His fingers worked with practiced precision, pressing into her muscles, and Kailani sighed deeply, the sensation melting away any lingering stress.

Salvatore’s touch was both firm and gentle, and as he massaged her, he moved lower, trailing his hands down her arms and back, ensuring that every inch of her felt his care. It was intimate, the way he focused solely on her, completely absorbed in the task of making her feel good. His hands moved lower, seemingly unabled to keep away from her tempting ass as he massaged it in his large hands, gripping it and jiggling it then spreading her ass cheeks apart just to pass a finger through it then bring it up to his mouth, sucking on it, making her moan softly.

After several long moments, he stopped the massage and shifted slightly, bringing a warm blanket from the end of the bed and draping it over her. He tucked it around her shoulders, ensuring she was enveloped in its comforting embrace.

Salvatore then pulled her even closer, cradling her against his chest as he continued to stroke her hair, his fingers threading through the soft strands. The rhythmic motion was calming, lulling her into a serene state as she nestled into him.

Finally, after a while of comfortable silence, he leaned down to press a soft kiss to the top of her head. The gesture was filled with unspoken love and devotion, reminding her that no matter how intense their moments became, he would always prioritize her well-being.

Kailani’s heart swelled as she breathed in the scent of him—smoky and rich, mingled with the warmth of their shared intimacy. It was a heady mix, grounding her in this moment where everything felt right.

And as the night wore on, she felt safe and cherished in his arms, the aftercare he provided solidifying the bond they shared, an unbreakable connection built on passion.