Chapter 16
ELGIN
One of those dreams again. A dream where I’m nearly coming from how vivid and intense the sex is. Only as I wake up, it doesn’t fade. It becomes brighter, more real. By the time my eyes snap open, I’m nearly orgasming.
Ara’s in front of me, a hand pumping on my dick and the other in my ass with my leg hiked up over his elbow. While there’s a smirk on his sexy lips, his pupils are wide, nostrils flaring. I’ve never seen him so turned on, too. It somehow makes my blood burn hotter.
He rolls me onto my back, following me down.
As my head hits the pillow, his mouth is on mine.
Though his hand came off my cock, his other is still fucking my hole.
But Ara kisses me so rarely, I almost forget that he’s fingering me like an incubus, drawing my arousal hotter and hotter without me contributing to it at all.
His kisses are an entirely different level of possession. I know people exaggerate and say that someone can kiss their breath away or that they’re sucking their soul out through a kiss. I’ve rolled my eyes too many times to count when I hear that.
And yet, it feels like he takes my strength a little more with each minute that passes while he kisses me. When his mouth releases mine, I gasp. The spell is broken. I can feel the pleasure he’s feeding me through my damn ass.
“G’morning,” he hums, voice deep and rough with sleep. “How do you want to wake up this morning, Ellie?”
“Fuck me,” I beg. “Please.”
“That what you want? You want my cock inside your pretty little hole that I’ve been stretching out for the past half an hour?”
“Yes. Please, Ara.” I’ve never begged in my entire life. There’s no mistaking the tone of my voice, though. I don’t even have it in me to be horrified. I’m so desperate for the one thing he’s held out of my grasp for weeks.
“Alright,” Ara answers and backs off from me.
I jerk when he removes his fingers from my hole and practically jump up to follow him. He’s not supposed to stop! Somehow, I blink through the haze of lust and watch as he leans over the side of the bed. I hear the drawer in the nightstand open. He comes back with a condom that he’s tearing open.
Ara kneels between my legs. I think my hole pulses.
Like, I think it has a heartbeat all its own.
Is that a thing? My gaze is glued to where he begins rolling the condom down his dick.
It looks bigger this morning. Fatter. My chest heaves through my panting with nerves as much as trying to catch my breath now.
That’s not going to fit.
With his cock in hand, Ara leans over me. He brings both my legs over his shoulders. It feels like someone is sitting on my chest for how much I struggle to take a breath. My entire body tenses when he presses his cockhead to my hole.
Holy fuck. Can I even do this?
The corner of Ara’s lips curls up. “Don’t do that, Ellie.”
“Do what?” I ask, breathless.
“You’re clenching your ass. Relax.”
Right. I close my eyes and try to do as he said. It’s not like I haven’t had things in my ass before. By things, I mean Ara’s fingers. Hell, practically his entire hand at this point. His cock is not as fat as his whole hand.
Yes, I’m exaggerating. He hasn’t actually fisted me.
I take a breath and go through the mental exercises I use to relax for hockey. It’s fine. I’m fine. I’m going to like his dick. I’m pretty confident in that.
I’m concentrating so hard on my relaxation that I miss when Ara presses harder against me until his dick enters my body. I gasp. My entire body tries to push him away; my legs pressing against his shoulders. My hands on his arms.
Ara grins. He stops my nails from digging into his skin and laces our fingers together before pressing both my hands to the bed on either side of my head. Oh god.
“Take a breath, Elgin,” he says quietly. “Remember when you begged for my dick?”
I flush and nod.
“You change your mind?”
“No. I’m just… what if I don’t like it?”
He grins, and I feel dumb. Not because his expression makes me feel that way, but because the question sounds stupid.
He leans down, bending me in half so his lips can brush my jaw. I shiver. “You love when I finger fuck you, sweetheart. You go absolutely wild. You’re going to love this.”
I swallow the nerves down.
“Ready?”
I’m honestly surprised I’m not shaking my head like a madman.
Instead, I manage to nod. Ara’s mouth covers mine, and while that’s usually enough to distract me from literally everything else he’s doing, I feel his body.
More specifically, I feel his cock. I swear, that thing grows as it pushes deeper inside me.
With every inch he enters, more oxygen is forced from my lungs. As if the space his dick takes up is from my lungs and not my… ass. My body trembles. I flinch when Ara bites my lip far rougher than he usually does.
“Sorry,” I blurt.
“For what?” he asks, amused.
“I don’t know. It felt like you were chastising me.”
He chuckles. “You’re so strung up waiting for it to hurt that you haven’t realized that I’m already wearing you like a kabob.”
I pick my head up, and while I can’t actually see clearly, it’s obvious that his pelvis is pressed flush to my ass. Now that I’m looking, I can feel the way he fills me, and Jesus fuck, how did I even miss that? I feel it everywhere. His dick is pressed against every nerve ending.
He’s right, though. It doesn’t hurt.
“Oh,” I say.
Ara chuckles, and I now feel the way that sound has graduated from feeling like it strokes my dick to making my dick leak. I think it squeezes my balls instead of stroking my dick.
“Hang on, Ellie. I’m about to change your life.”
If I were thinking clearly, I might have come back with a clever quip about him being arrogant or something equally creative. But the only thing leaving my mouth is a loud moan as he pulls his dick out and then glides back in.
I shake increasingly the deeper he gets. His hands slide mine over my head now, and his mouth attaches to mine once more. That’s when things get wild.
He’s not wrong. I’m ape shit crazy for this. It’s not burning. It’s not searing heat. It’s not any of those things that I’ve heard to describe pleasure.
It’s a storm building in my body. In my gut, in my core, in my chest and head.
The moaning and groaning a storm makes as it batters against trees and structures comes out of my mouth.
My eyes roll. I’d likely be in a pretzel as I both try to get away from the onslaught of pleasure, as I would be trying to keep it filling me until I die.
“This what you wanted, Ellie?” Ara asks.
“Ye-es,” I answer, my single syllable word punctuated with a hard thrust.
“Feel good?”
“Ye-es.”
“Like my dick in you, sweetheart?”
I moan in answer. Fuck yeah, I do. There’s a chance I’m drowning. I hear my gurgled cries as a surge of suffocating pleasure overtakes me. My body is on fire as it burns its way out.
Ara’s chuckle doesn’t just stroke my dick and squeeze my balls. The deep, sexy sound swims in my blood. I feel it thrum throughout my entire body, seeping into my bones and tickling my nerves.
His thrusting changes, and I’m practically screaming each grunt with every deep, hard thrust now.
My face presses into the mattress, and some wispy thought wonders how that’s possible when I’m on my back.
I’m also clawing at the bed. How can the pleasure he was already feeding my body suddenly explode into something more?
There is literally nothing more than what had already been possessing me.
“Come on, Ellie. Come again for me. Come on my dick.”
When did I come the first time? I’m so damn loopy right now, drugged up on the impossible amount of pleasure he’s giving me, that I’m not sure I can come.
His weight presses against my back, and I’m disoriented again. How did we change positions? But his mouth against my ear has my body burning.
“This is what you wanted. Isn’t it?”
I grunt, attempting to get an answer out, but it’s nothing but a sound.
“You like your ass fucked by me. Don’t you?”
More sounds that try to form into coherent syllables.
“Like to come on my dick, Ellie?”
I nod. Though I can’t remember coming the first time, since all the pleasure is on a level that feels like it’s too big to exist in this life, I don’t doubt that I did. Maybe that’s why his thrusts now feel even more.
“You’re my good boy, aren’t you?”
“Ye-es!”
He chuckles. My cock leaks. I can feel it.
“Then be a good boy and come for me. Come on my dick.”
My fingers dig into the bedding as he somehow magics his dick into delivering even more lusty fire. I come, and this time, I’m very aware of it. Aware of how my body convulses and clenches. How my cock pulses with each spurt. My balls almost ache from the force.
The onslaught slows. Stops. Ara’s weight lifts from my back, though he presses a kiss to my shoulder and then my spine. His cock feels really fucking big right now as he holds it deep inside me. I don’t know what he’s doing. Just leaning there with his dick inside me.
Then his hands grip my ass cheeks, pulling them apart, though his cock remains still. Fuck, is he looking at where his dick enters my body? My cheeks burn, and I turn my face into the bedding. Holy hell.
I’m breathless as he pulls out of me. Slowly. As soon as my body is free of him, tears sting my eyes. I want to insist he comes back. What is wrong with me?
Seconds pass in which I catch my breath. Minutes? The world spins. I feel like I’m plummeting off a cliff, but I don’t know why.
Then Ara is back. “So… what do you want to do now, Ellie?”
I shiver. “I… Will you…” How do I ask to be held like a little girl without feeling like I’m three inches tall?
Ara hums. The next thing I know, he has me scooped in his arms, and we’re on the other side of the massive bed. He lays me down and curls around my back, bringing a blanket with him. Immediately, as soon as he has me surrounded, I sigh. My body relaxes.
“This what you need?” he murmurs.
I nod.
“You liked that, did you?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Want to do it again? Want to bounce on me next time?”
I nod minutely. “Yeah.”
“Good.”
“Can I fuck you?”
He laughs quietly. “Sure. If you want to.”
I don’t know if I do. But he said I could, so… that’s good.
“Take a nap, Ellie. We’ll talk about all the fun things we can do with my cock in your ass when you wake up.”
Perfect. That’s just what I want.
When did I become such a slut? Dicks do that, don’t they? That’s the issue here. That’s why I’m suddenly a hound for this.