Chapter 12 #3
I slammed the bedroom door shut with my foot; the sound echoed through the room like a gunshot.
Brie was still clinging to me, her legs wrapped around my waist, her breath hot against my neck.
Her dress was bunched up around her hips, and I could feel the heat of her pussy pressing against the hard ridge of my cock.
Fuck, she was already dripping for me, her wetness soaking through the fabric of her panties and onto my jeans.
“Take it off,” I growled, my voice rough with need.
She hesitated for a split second, her eyes wide and dark with desire, then she nodded and started to wiggle out of the dress.
I didn’t wait for her to finish. I grabbed the hem and yanked it up over her head, tossing it to the floor in a crumpled heap.
She was left standing there in nothing but a pair of lace panties and her boots, her skin flushed and her chest heaving.
“Those too,” I ordered, nodding at her panties and boots.
She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing even darker, but she didn’t argue.
She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slid them down her legs, stepping out of them and kicking them aside.
Her pussy was glistening, swollen and dripping with arousal.
I could smell her from here, the sweet, musky scent of her desire hitting me like a punch to the gut.
“On the bed,” I said, my voice low and commanding. “Now.”
She didn’t need to be told twice. She scrambled onto the bed and knelt in the center, her hands on her thighs.
She was trembling, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps, but she didn’t look away.
Her eyes were locked on mine, dark and hungry, and I could see the excitement in them, the raw, primal need that mirrored my own.
I started stripping out of my clothes; the snaps popping quickly as I ripped off my shirt.
I didn’t care about being slow, about savoring the moment.
I was too fucking wound up, too desperate to be inside her, to feel her tight, wet cunt wrapped around my cock.
I tossed my shirt aside, then unbuckled my belt and shoved my jeans and boxers down my legs in one swift motion.
My cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, the tip already slick with pre-cum.
I kicked my boots off and stepped out of my clothes, then climbed onto the bed.
I turned her body so she was ass high, her pussy on full display, and I couldn’t resist reaching out and running my fingers through her wetness, spreading her wide. I reached around and teased her clit.
She gasped, her body jerking at the touch, and I gripped her hips to hold her still. “Stay,” I growled, my voice rough with authority.
She nodded, her breath hitching, and I took my time, sliding my fingers through her slickness, teasing her entrance before pushing two fingers deep inside her.
She was tight, her walls clenching around me, and I groaned at the feel of her, fucking her with my fingers, and then curling them just right to hit that spot inside her that made her cry out.
“Sir,” she moaned, her voice trembling, and I could feel her thighs shaking, her body on the edge.
“Not yet,” I said, pulling my fingers out and smearing her wetness over her clit. “You’re gonna come when I’m inside you, when I’m knotted in your cunt and biting your neck. You understand?”
She nodded frantically, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
I flipped her over onto her back and spread her legs wide.
Then I lined up my cock at her entrance, the tip pressing against the opening of her dripping cunt.
I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed her hips and thrust into her in one smooth stroke, burying myself all the way.
The warmth of her pussy welcomed my cock as it wrapped me up tight. Goddamn, the feeling was heaven.
She cried out, her body arching, and I groaned at the feel of her, her walls clamping down around me like a vice.
Fuck, she felt incredible, her pussy hot and wet and so fucking tight, and I couldn’t stop myself from fucking her hard and fast, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the room.
I had both of her legs spread wide for me as I looked down at where we were joined.
Her tiny body opening up to accept my dick was fascinating.
“Sir,” she moaned, her voice trembling, and I could feel her tightening around me, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. “Sir! I can’t hold it!”
I slapped her clit. “Don’t you dare come little girl! Not yet. You’ll come when I bite you. Hold on.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Such a good, good girl for me.”
I could see how much my praise affected her. Her face was bliss at my words.
“You’re mine,” I growled, my voice low and rough. “Mine. And I’m so proud sweetheart.”
I continued to pound into her tight pussy until I was about to erupt, and I knew she couldn’t hold it another moment.
I leaned over her body and kissed her one last time before I moved to her neck licking, sucking and tasting savoring everything about her.
The lemon and floral scent filled my nose.
My canine teeth elongated, and I sank my teeth into her neck, just above her collarbone, and she cried out, her body arching and trembling with her release.
Her fingernails raked across my back. I could taste her blood on my tongue, hot and coppery, and I groaned, my cock pulsing inside her as I came, my knot swelling and locking us together.
She came again, her body shuddering, her pussy clenching around me, and I kissed her neck, licking the bite mark and soothing the sting. She was panting, her chest heaving, and I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes.
“Bite me,” I said, my voice rough with need. “Claim me.”
She hesitated for just a second, then she leaned up as her own canine teeth grew and sank her teeth into my shoulder, her bite sharp and sure. I groaned, my cock throbbing even more inside her as I felt the bond snap into place. Our bodies locked tight together until my knot solidified our mating.
When she finally pulled back, her teeth stained with my blood, she looked up at me, her eyes wide and dark with desire. “I feel you everywhere,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s like you’re a part of me.” She was awed by the power of the bond.
I nodded, my chest heaving, and I kissed her again, hard and possessive. “That’s because we are a part of each other now. Our bond is forever, sweetheart. Goddess blessed.” I agreed.
We stayed like that for a long time, our bodies locked together, our hearts pounding in sync.
And when my knot finally went down, I pulled out of her and gathered her in my arms, holding her close.
I eventually went into the bathroom and dipped a washcloth in steaming hot water.
I came back to her and cleaned her bite area and wiped between her legs, soothing her.
I crawled into bed beside her, feeling a contentment I’d never felt before wash over me as we both drifted off to sleep, our bond sealed and our hearts finally whole.