Tyrant Chapter 13 #4
“I find it a turn-on, which, in the state you have me in, I don’t need, but I love it. Turn for me,” she ordered. I turned in a slow circle. When I faced her, she frowned.
“You’re covered everywhere, but why the open spot on your lower belly? Just the last spot to fill in? What do you want to put there?”
As she asked, her hand fisted my cock. I groaned. She slowly pumped her fist up and down my length. It was hard to think, but I croaked out the answer. I loved that she felt confident enough to touch me freely.
“I saved it in case I would ever be lucky enough to find a woman, to find you. I doubted it, but just in case I did, I wanted to have a spot for your name. Since my chest was already covered, this was the second place I’d want it.
After all, any woman I made mine would own my heart, soul, and cock. ”
I let out a tortured groan because she unexpectedly bent forward and sucked the head of my dripping cock into her mouth.
It was covered in precum. She hummed, then set up a powerful suction.
I swear my eyes rolled into the back of my head.
I came up on my toes. Lakelyn pumped the base again and again and then fondled my balls as she lashed my cock with her tongue.
My hands ended up buried in her hair, and I wrapped hunks of it around my hands.
She slid further down my length. As much as I wanted to let her get me off and possibly swallow my load, I wanted to come inside of her pussy more.
This was our first time. I needed to know what that felt like.
To fill her with my cum and watch it leak out.
I let her work me for about a minute more, then I tugged on her hair and moved away.
She tried to grab my hips and bring me back, but I resisted.
“What’s wrong?” she asked hoarsely when I was free of her talented mouth.
“Nothing is wrong. It’s damn right. So right that I can’t wait any longer. I need inside that cunt. I need to know what you feel like surrounding me without anything between us. And I want to come for our first time there, not your mouth, though I hope to do that one day soon.”
I’d never talked to a woman this much before, during, or after sex. It was minimal talk to get her and me ready, and then we went at it. Most of the time, I did make sure she got off. However, with Lakelyn, I needed so much more. That in itself told me she was the only woman for me.
Lakelyn stood, pulled my mouth to hers, and raised on her toes. She gave me a tongue-twisting kiss and then moved away. She was flushed and breathing slightly faster. “Killian, tell me how you want me. I want to know what your beautiful dictator feels like inside of me. I loved you in my mouth.”
“And if I want more one day? What if I asked to take your ass? Would you let me?” I asked, though I expected her to say no. The sluts allowed it, but I didn’t see a non-club woman going for it. I could live without it, but I still asked. Maybe I should’ve waited.
She shivered, and I searched for a look of revulsion. Instead, she flushed a deeper shade of pink. Her breathing increased, and she moaned softly.
“God, the things you do to me. I’ve never done that or allowed a guy to do it. However, I find myself saying I’d like to try with you. I guess that means I’m truly all yours. But we’d have to build up to it, and if I say no, we stop.”
That response, the idea of it, and her acceptance made my self-control slip. “We’ll talk about it later. Right now, I want you to get on the bed. I want to see what I’m doing, so let’s start with you straddling me. I’m feeling wild. I don’t want to be too rough.”
I let her get on the bed, and I followed.
I ended up sitting with my back to the headboard.
My legs spread out in front of me. I helped her to straddle my thighs.
My proud cock was standing tall. I swear it sensed her pussy and tried to move toward it.
I gripped her waist and lifted her. She grasped my cock, making me groan, then notched the head at her slick, hot entrance. It felt like she was scalding me.
“Watch, bébé. Watch us become one,” I ordered.
She and I lowered our eyes, and then she sank onto me. I groaned at how snug her cunt was. I was being strangled, and I loved it. She was ready for me, as evidenced by how wet she was and the intense heat she radiated. She was moaning and whimpering.
“If it’s too fast, rest. I know I’m thick.”
Any other woman, I wouldn’t care. But then again, they’d all been loose from all the fucking they did. None ever came close to this. Lakelyn shook her head.
“I can’t. It feels too good. I need more. Help,” she panted. Her hands were on my chest, and her nails were biting into my skin.
“Are you sure? It’s not a race.” I was hoarse because I was holding myself in check.
“I’m very sure. Show me how you take your woman, Killian. This time, it’s you making me yours, and me claiming you. I want to see if you can make me scream, and I do the same to you.” Her eyes were bright with passion.
It was a challenge slash request I couldn’t ignore.
Growling in my throat, I gripped her hips and jerked her the rest of the way down.
The sensation of my cock planted to the root inside of her, and the way she moaned louder made me one step closer to no control.
I wanted to fuck her like an animal, but not hurt her. I didn’t know how soft she needed sex.