Past 24

Vulture fisted her hair, tilting her head to the side. His mouth descended on her, a tongue opening the seal of her lips effortlessly, despite clamping shut. The moment his tongue entered Regina's mouth, a finger plunged into her, hard and fast.

"Oh, God." Despite hating his every action, her body was not ready to listen to her, lost in sudden pleasure, she cried with her mouth opened wide; She trembled with the onslaught on her body by him. He was not gentle, he was not sweet, for her body he seemed perfect as if it needed him for a long long time as if it wanted him to do all those things.

"This is mine. Everything is…" She knew what he wanted. "Mine," he growled.

With no warning, he inserted another finger and fucked her with his fingers, plunging deep and fast, her body started quivering from hunger. Her breath was harsh, too fast. She had never been taken so completely. Nothing else mattered but his fingers inside her, and the relentless rhythm he set.