58. Reign
CHAPTER 58
Reign
M y sweet little vixen catered to me needlessly. She rummaged through the nearly deserted pantry, finding something for sustenance for us. We showered again, taking advantage of our time alone in seclusion before heading back to the city. I licked her pussy in a language only we understood until she was gushing down my face.
The only feeling that topped laying to waste her piece of shit father was fucking his daughter in his bed. “God damn,” I rubbed her clit with my fingers as her pussy strangled my dick. “How can I fucking last when you feel like this.” I pressed my forehead against hers as I moved inside her wet cunt.
In the stillness of the countryside, the rustle of leaves and the sounds of our bodies joining seemed to echo louder, filling the night air with her cries of pleasure. Abandoned towns truly were a deafening type of silence. Her hand scraped my bare back, and it stung as her body writhed underneath mine.
I rubbed her clit and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking the hard peak until she was clamping down, suffocating my cock in her pussy. Anna made the most decadent noises when she came. My cock was nearly expelled out of her little hole by the intensity. I plowed her harder, planking over her body before stuffing myself inside of her to the hilt. I felt my body tense and tingle at the base of my spine just as I filled her cunt with my cum.
Her breathing stalled beneath me as her body took everything I gave her. “I love you, Reign,” she panted, stroking the stinging scratches on my shoulder blades.
“I’m completely and irreversibly yours.” Our skin was slick with sweat as I pressed a kiss to her damp forehead. Then another to her nose. “You own every beat of my heart. Every piece of my being.”
She cuddled closer to me. “I’ll always choose you.” Her green eyes peered into mine. “I’ll surrender to you like it's my religion forever and always.”
Beats of silence passed before I spoke. “In Chicago.” I cradled her head under my arm as the other wrapped around her, cementing her against me. “I'll keep my promise to you anew.”
“Okay,” she said softly, twisting her hands with mine.
We slept peacefully that night. A sense of change hung in the air, heavy and palpable, as if the world itself was holding its breath. Life tried to tarnish us both in the ugly facets of what our lineage tried to convince us was love.
But like rain that chased away the drought, we were finally clean.