The thick raspy tone of his voice echoed around her head, and she grinned with him still inside her mouth. She pulled back and let himself fall from her mouth. She gave it a quick peck and looked up at him. He grabbed her arms and pulled her up. He pulled her to him, her legs lifting to kneel on either side of him. She could feel his wet shaft jutting up against her core. He twisted his body and set her lying on the bed.

He hovered over her, his one leg between hers. He lowered his head so he could whisper by her ear.

"You're fucking killing me woman," he whispered as he moved a hand down her side. She could only give a little giggle in response.

He kissed the side of her jaw and moved down, leaving a trail of kisses down her body. She didn't know what he was going to do. But the closer his kisses got to her sensitive area, the harder she breathed. Hellboy kneeled on the floor and spread her legs. If he had her ability to draw, he'd draw this. Her spread before him, her folds exposed.

He ran his hands over her taut stomach and down her thighs. Then he brought them back up. His stoned hand stopped at her thigh while the other one found its way over to her tuft of hair. He ran his fingers through it. He almost wanted to see her face as he slowly moved his fingers down. His thumb pressed at her, and she bucked at the touch. He gave a little grin and turned his head to give a gentle bite of her thigh. Almost a warning to stay still.

He ran his fingers through her folds. She was so wet. Much wetter than he'd thought she'd be. He gathered some of her wetness and took a sniff. Perfect. She smelled perfect. He spent the next minute just running his hands through her.

"You doin' good?"

"Hmm?"

He smiled at her weak reply. He had spoken to do a little check in with her but that reply told him all he needed to know. He slipped his stoned hand underneath her thigh and held it on top his shoulder for a good grip. With just his forefinger, he slipped it slowly between the folds and into her entrance.

Angel let out a gasp and bucked her body hard. He held her down with just his palm above her mound. He knew his finger was bigger than the average man, which is why he went slow as he did. He could hear the little noises coming from her mouth as he pumped his finger in and out. He decided to test the waters and slipped in another finger. He could imagine the way her jaw dropped with the moan she let out. He pumped both fingers in and out against her walls. Then he twisted his hand, fingers still inside, and pressed his thumb against her clit.

That almost did it for her as a shock of desire shot through her body. Just the feel of him inside her like that was amazing. So much better than her own fingers. She clenched the blankets and her bottom lifted against his hand. She could feel his fingers curl inside her and suddenly she let out a cry. She didn't realize she had a whole other level of pleasure inside her.

He stroked her as she clenched her eyes. She was close. He could tell. But he wasn't finished yet. He pulled out. She let out a disappointed moan and lifted her upper body to look.

"Why did-"

She didn't get the chance to finish asking her question as he clamped his mouth on her. Seeing it and feeling it was two different things that combined into a streak of pleasure. Seeing him gorge on her as if she was dessert did strange things to her heart. She dropped back onto the bed as she tried hard to not buck into his mouth.

His mouth was so warm on her. His tongue swiped up and she moaned loudly. He sucked on her clit and intense feeling ran from her toes to the top of her head. He slipped his tongue inside her and stroked her. She almost couldn't breathe as her pleasure heightened as he stroked, sucked, and slipped his tongue inside her. Then unexpectedly, he slipped his fingers back inside, curled up against that little bundle of nerves inside.

He pressed against it and sucked her clit at the same time.

Holy fucking shit!

"Hellboy!" She cried out as her insides seemed to explode. This was so much more intense than before when he had been playing with her earlier. Her body shook as he continued to suck. He slipped his fingers out and held it over her other leg, holding her down so he could clean her out with his mouth.

Once he felt her body finish going through the orgasm, he gave one last swipe of his tongue over her folds and clit. He pulled his arms out from under her limp legs and stood up. He looked at her, her body splayed on the bed in full satisfaction. He could see the hint of a smile on her lips. He bent over her. She opened her eyes as she felt his heavy form over hers. He tilted his body to the side so he wouldn't squash her. He wrapped his arm around her. She let out a contented sigh.

"How'd you like that?"

His question made her smile. "Like…like heaven."

He gave a snorted laugh at her response. He dipped his head towards her throat and kissed it.

"We're not done?"

He shook his head. He nipped her then lifted his head to look at her. "Not anywhere close to done yet, darlin'," He said.

"Oh?" She whispered. "What else is there?"

He nipped her jaw then her lips. He moved to lean over her, his elbow at her head. He spread her legs with his. With the other hand, he grasped his shaft and rubbed it over her folds. He gave a whispered reply, "This."

She gasped at the touch of him on her sensitive area. It felt so good. He let himself go and grabbed her leg. He lifted it up and she set it around his hip. He did the same to her other leg.

"This will probably hurt," He said as he looked into her eyes. "I'm not normal."

"That's okay."

He kissed her hard before he grabbed the member and lined himself up to her entrance between her folds. He did it slowly. He pressed against her entrance and slipped inside, just half an inch. Once he knew he was inside, he looked up at her. He moved and her expression changed. Her mouth opened. He inched in even more and her eyes widened. He stopped. Her face had such a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her eyes met his and she gave him a nod.

Holy Fuck.

He was huge, and he was barely in an inch. He pushed in another inch, and she let out a moan. It was such a strange feeling to be stretched out like that. She gripped his arms, digging her nails into him. He stopped.

"Do you want me to-"

"Don't you fucking dare ask me if I want you to stop. I want you to keep going. All the way."

Her words spiked his desire, and he surged forwards. She let out a loud gasp and he stopped quickly. He leaned back and looked down. He was only halfway through. She pressed her heels against the small of his back and he looked at her.

"Don't. Stop."

She growled at him; her fingers pressed into his skin hard. Desire pooled in his stomach and he became harder. She fucking growled at him. She groaned at him becoming thicker and he licked his lips. He dropped his head and kissed her. He pressed forwards, slipping in all the way to the hilt of him. She let out a cry into his mouth. Gods she felt so tight and so good around him.

He had spent his days dreaming of this moment. Dreaming of the day when he'd be able to slip inside her and here he is. Inside her. He held himself above her, not daring to move until she told him to. He lifted his head and watched her. Pain had flashed across her face and for a quick moment, he felt guilty that he caused that. But then desire took over and she looked at him. Her eyes were so dark. She moved her body.

That was all he needed from her, and he began moving. He dropped his head to the space between her neck and shoulder as he pulled back and moved forwards. When she pressed her heels against him, he started pumping faster. He looked at her from the side and he could see she enjoyed it. She was getting close, just as much as he was.

She cried out as she grazed her fingernails across his skin, almost splitting it open. He growled then abruptly pulled back out of her. He caught his spillage in his hands quickly. As much as he wanted to do it inside her, he wasn't about to risk anything. Not now at least.

He was breathing hard. This was so much better than he had ever expected or dreamt. He looked at Angel. She was breathing just as hard as he was. She was beautiful as she laid there thoroughly satisfied. He couldn't help it. He had to give her another kiss. He leaned over and pressed his lips against hers.

He lifted his head. Her blue eyes met his. He smiled at her. "How do you feel?"

"Amazing," She replied with her own smile. "That was amazing. I can't believe how much I missed out on it."

"Better than your book then?"

She laughed, "Way better."

He gave her a grin in reply. He stood up from the bed and brought his hand towards her. She took it and he pulled her up. He led her to the bathroom and they both took a moment to clean up. When they stepped out of the bathroom, he went over and picked up the shirt she let drop on the floor earlier and handed it to her.

Angel put it on over her head. As he went over to his dresser to get a pair of boxers, she sniffed his shirt. He smelt so much like brimstone. He smelt like Hellboy. She dropped the shirt when he turned. He grabbed her hand again and led her to the bed. She slipped in after him. He pulled her towards his chest and held her against him. He kissed the back of her neck. They both closed their eyes. They didn't really need any words.

She wondered how much her heart had fallen for him.

He wondered how much his heart had fallen for her.