Chapter 15 #2
“Some of us are a little more primal than others. My family has always been one of those with throwbacks to our ancestors. There’s another appendage that extends from the head. It goes a little deeper, delivering just a little more pleasure.”
“Or pain,” she said.
“Is it too much?” he asked.
“No. Can you make it come out at will? I want to feel it again.”
“I don’t know. It’s never happened before.”
“Can you try?” she asked.
“Baby, I’ll give you anything at all that I am capable of giving. And what I’m not capable of, I’ll find a way.”
She smiled, turning her head enough to the side to kiss his chest. “Keep petting me. I love that.”
He roughly kissed the top of her head, smiling to himself at the little wild cat that had brought out emotions and reactions in him that he’d never had before.
She was as wild as he was, and craved even more.
“I’ll never stop,” he said, both hands lightly dragging his fingertips up and down her body.
One stroking over her still swollen clit every once in a while, and stroking her swollen vulva where it still cradled his cock buried deep inside her, while the other hand lightly traced the outline of her breasts, just barely a swell, athletic and perky rather than heavy and full.
Just exactly what he preferred. He tweaked her nipples before dragging his fingers down to stroke her waist and belly, then started it all over again.
“Oh, God, I love this. I never want it to end,” she confessed.
“It’s not over, just have to make my cock let you go so we can continue,” he said.
“Why is it locked inside me?” she asked.
“To make sure my come stays inside until you’re pregnant.”
Her entire body stiffened. “What?!”
He laughed. “Like I said, it’s a throwback to a more primal time. Doesn’t mean it’s going to get you pregnant.”
“Oh, okay. That’s not something to take lightly.”
“No, it is not.”
He felt her clench her muscles around him, testing to see how swollen he was. “You keep doing that, we’ll never get beyond this.”
“Sorry. It just really feels so damn good.”
“Stop squeezing me. Let me slip out and I’ll show you a few more things.”
“Promise?” she asked.
“Nothing but promises,” he said, kissing the top of her head again.
“Rest, baby. You’ll need it.”
“’kay,” she said, allowing her eyes to drift closed.
Twenty minutes later she jolted awake when he gently pulled himself free of her channel. He lifted her from his body and slid out from beneath her.
“Where are you going?’ she asked.
“The bedroom. I want to be able to spread out and explore you.”
“Same. I want to suck you dry,” she said, licking her lips.
He smiled wickedly at her. “Whatever you want, baby,” he said, picking her up and carrying her to the kitchen first, where he grabbed a half-gallon jug of apple juice out of the fridge and handed it to her. “Drink that.”
She nodded at him as she opened the bottle and started gulping down the juice.
“Don’t want you getting dehydrated on me. This is an all night kind of thing. You can operate on no sleep, right?”
“Made for it,” she said between gulps of juice.
When he got to the bedroom he sat her down on the bed, accepted the juice from her and drank down about half of it. “Ready?” he asked.
“So fucking ready,” she said, scooting back on the bed and opening her legs for him.
As he crawled up her body, she lifted her arms and put them around his neck, holding onto him in preparation for the fucking she knew was to come.
“Hold on to me, baby,” he said, as he angled his cock and pushed it inside her still swollen pussy.
“Oh, yeah, that’s it. That’s what I want,” she whispered as she closed her eyes.
“Oh, no. No, no, no. Open those eyes. There will be no Sin, or anybody else in your pretty little head as I fuck you. You’ll know it’s me and only me. Look at me, memorize the way I look. This is the face that I want you seeing when you close your eyes for any reason at all.”
“You’re jealous of Sin?” she asked, surprised.
“I’m jealous of anybody that’s been here before me, and I’ll most likely kill anybody that tries to be here after me.”
“Your pussy, baby?” she asked with a sexy little pout.
“My fucking pussy, Hail. You hear me? Mine!” he snarled.
“Show me, Titus. Prove to me it’s yours,” she taunted.
He pulled back his hips and slammed his dick into her, then lifted her legs to rest on his shoulders, decided it wasn’t quite right and pulled them off his shoulders to shove her knees to the bed on either side of her head, causing her pelvis to raise up in the air.
He grinned evilly at her as he angled his dick down so he could fuck down into her pussy, which was now angled up at him. He stroked down, hard.
She whimpered.
“Whose pussy, Hail?”
She moaned.
He stroked harder into her body, their flesh making a slapping sound as he possessed her body.
“Whose?” he demanded.
“Yours,” she finally managed, her hands reaching and grasping for purchase on his arms as he fucked her so hard she was in heaven, and screaming her pleasure to the raw beam rafters overhead that lined his ceilings.
He didn’t even give her a chance to catch her breath before he tapped the puckered hole between her tight, smooth ass cheeks with the head of his dick. “Now, let’s discuss ownership of this ass…”