Chapter 22
LEGION
The lock clicked and I stepped inside, the silence of the apartment wrapping around me.
I knew her routine. I knew the exact minute she stepped under the spray of the shower.
The scent hit me first, heavy, sweet rose oil that clung to the air, drifting from the bathroom into the dim bedroom.
I didn't turn on the lights. I didn't need them.
I knew every inch of this space. I retreated into the shadows, pressing my back against the wall in the corner behind the heavy velvet chair and I waited.
The bathroom door creaked open and steam rolled out in a thick, white cloud. Then she
walked into the room, completely naked. Droplets of water clung to her golden skin, shimmering in the low light.
Her breasts bounced with every step, the nipples tight and dark from the cool air.
I felt my pulse hammer against my ribs. I reached into my pants, my fingers wrapping around my shaft and couldn’t help myself.
I gripped my dick hard, stroking in a slow, rhythmic motion as I watched her.
There was a kind of perverse excitement that came with sneaking into a woman’s bedroom.
Knowing that she had no idea that you were hiding there, that a man was devouring her with his eyes.
I watched as she reached for a jar of cream on the vanity, stroking my dick slowly, making it sure to keep it hard for her.
I watched her dip her fingers in, the white lotion contrasting against her skin.
She began to massage it into her breasts, circling the nipples, kneading the soft flesh.
My breath hitched. I sped up my strokes, my cock throbbing, leaking pre-cum that smeared across my palm.
She turned, giving me a full view of her backside.
Her ass was a masterpiece, it was curvy, plump, and the skin flawless.
I watched the way her glutes shifted as she moved, her long legs carried her toward the bed.
She reached up, gathering her damp hair and twisting it into a messy bun.
She slid on an old, oversized t-shirt that barely covered her hips.
I noticed she didn’t wear any panties and I smiled, realizing how easy she was making it for me.
She slid under the covers and clicked off the lamp and the darkness swallowed the room. The only light coming from the liht of the full moon that drifted in through the slit in the curtain, it was enough to silhouette her.
I waited a few minutes, until I could hear her soft snore.
That’s when I moved from my hiding place.
I stood over the side of her bed, watching her sleep.
Slowly, I stripped off my clothes, my movements silent and predatory.
My cock stood rigid, glistening in the faint moonlight.
I was aching, creaming for her, the tip of my head sensitive and pulsing.
I stepped toward the bed, my eyes locked on the silhouette of her body beneath the sheets.
I reached down, squeezing the head of my cock to coax out one last drop of pre-cum before I gripped the edge of the duvet. I slid the covers off her in one slow, careful motion.
She gasped, her body adjusting as the cool air hit her.
I froze. My heart stopped for a beat, waiting for her eyes to snap open, for her to scream.
But she didn't wake. She merely shifted, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she drifted deeper into sleep.
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
The thrill of the risk surged through me, heating my blood. I continued to proceed with my plans.
I pushed her legs apart, forcing her thighs wide as I slid between them, my shoulders giving me acces.
The heat radiating from her pussy hit my face, and I stared at her, my eyes tracing the damp folds of her cunt.
She was already wet, the scent of her arousal mixing with the rose oil.
I teased the outer lips with my fingertips, spreading them wide to reveal the swollen, pink clit.
I let out a guttural groan, leaning down to finally get a taste.
The salt and sweetness of her hit my tongue and I dragged my tongue on her softness from bottom to top, one long, slow stroke.
Her hips bucked instinctively, a soft whimper vibrating in her throat, but she remained in that hazy border between sleep and consciousness.
I wanted her to wake up on my tongue. I wanted the first thing she felt, the first thing she knew, to be me devouring her.
I focused on her clit, swirling my tongue around the sensitive peak, then sucking it deep into my mouth.
I used a heavy, rhythmic suction, the sound of my mouth working against her wetness filling the quiet room.
Shlicking sounds echoed as I licked and sucked, eating her up with a starving intensity.
Suddenly, the haze broke. She sensed my presence, the sudden, overwhelming pleasure and her eyes snapped open. Not knowing what was happening, she tried to jerk away, her hips twisting in a panic.
I reacted instantly. I clamped my hand over her mouth, muffling her voice, and bit down hard on her clit.
A muffled scream tore through her throat, vibrating against my palm. It turned instantly into a loud, desperate moan as I shifted from the bite to a deep, suctioning pull. I sucked on her greedily, soothing the pain I inflicted with a surge of pleasure.
"You motherfucker," she whimpered against my hand, her voice trembling.
"I couldn't stay away," I groaned, my voice a low rasp.
"Oh god," she whimpered.
She shifted, lifting one leg and hooking it over my shoulder to give me better access.
I dove back in. I used my tongue in deliberate, heavy strokes, eating her up while she lay there, half-lost in a daze.
I heard the shlicking sound of my tongue sliding against her wetness, the squelch of her juices coating my lips.
I sucked the clit into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, driving her toward the edge.
I didn't stop. I worked her over, my tongue flicking faster, my breath hot against her inner thighs.
I felt her muscles tighten. Her thighs began to shake, her fingers digging into the sheets.
She let out a long, broken cry as her orgasm hit, her body shuddering in violent waves.
Her pussy clamped down on my tongue, pulsing with rhythmic intensity.
"Legion?" she whispered, her voice a mix of shock and immediate arousal.
“Yes, baby,” I pulled back, my face wet with her as I climbed over her.
I gripped my shaft, rubbing the glistening head of my cock against her clit, then sliding it down the length of her slit.
I smeared her own juices across my head, teasing the opening without entering.
Her hips rolled as she stretched out before me.
I didn't rush. I wanted her to feel the weight of my obsession.
"Please," she whispered, her eyes fluttering.
"Please what?" I asked, my voice a low growl. I slid the tip of my cock just inside her lips and then pulled it back out.
"Please... Legion, put it in."
"I don't know. I think I like seeing you beg. Tell me how much you want it."
"I want it so bad. I'm aching for you. Please, just fuck me."
"Tell me who you belong to."
"You," she sobbed, her hips arching up, trying to force me inside. "I'm yours. I belong to you. Just please, fuck me now!"
"That's my girl."
I guided myself to her opening. I didn't rush. I wanted her to feel the weight of my obsession. I pushed in slowly, an inch at a time.
"Do you feel that?" I whispered, my lips brushing her ear.
"Yes," she gasped, her eyes fluttering. "You're so big... you're stretching me."
"I want you to feel every single inch of me, Lantana. I want you to know exactly who owns this pussy."
I slid the rest of the way in with one steady thrust until I bottomed out, my pelvis slapping against hers with a wet thud. I stayed there for a moment, letting her adjust to the fullness. I could feel her walls gripping me, tight and hot.
"Tell me you want it," I commanded.
“Legion,” she whimpered my name.
“Say it,” I ordered.
"I want it. I want you. Please, Legion, move."
I began to move, but I kept the pace agonizingly slow. I pulled back until I was almost out, then drove back in, the friction on my cock sending a shiver down my spine. I watched her pretty face, the way her brows furrowed and her lips parted. I wanted to see the exact moment she lost her mind.
"You're so tight," I groaned, my voice thick. "I can feel you shaking around me."
"It's too much," she moaned, her head tossing from side to side. "Don't stop. Don't you dare stop."
"I'm never stopping. You're mine. You understand that? Every part of you belongs to me."
"I know," she sobbed, her voice breaking. "I know."
I increased the speed slightly, the sound of our skin slapping together filling the room. I reached down, my thumb finding her clit and rubbing it in sync with my thrusts. The combination sent her over the edge again. Her internal muscles began to spasm, gripping my shaft in a vice-like hold.
"Cum for me, baby," I hissed. "Give it all to me."
"I'm cumming! Legion, I'm cumming!"
She screamed, her body arching off the bed as her orgasm ripped through her.
Her pussy pulsed violently against me, the contractions pulling me deeper.
The sensation was too much. I lost my grip on my control.
I let out a roar, thrusting one last time as I came, my seed pumping into her in hot, thick bursts.
I felt the release shatter my focus, leaving me breathless and trembling.
I collapsed on top of her, my chest heaving. I didn't pull out. I wanted to stay buried inside her, feeling the aftershocks of her climax. She shifted beneath me, pushing at my shoulders, a slight fight in her movements.
"Get off," she whispered, though there was no real heat in it. "You're too heavy."