Chapter Six #2
Bold and determined, I loosen my legs from around Ike’s hips and slide down his slippery front, kneeling in the water before him, enjoying the feel of it gently lapping at my nipples. “Ike,” I say, running my palms up his powerful thighs. “Forget about them and look at me.”
“I will not let them speak this way in front of you, Diana,” he thunders. “They have to pay.”
“I know. I won’t stop you.” I rub my tongue along the curve of his manhood, teasing him through the loincloth and his hands fly to my hair, fisting my blonde locks. “I want to show them who I belong to first.”
“Yes. Belong .” His chest begins to heave. “How…how will you do that?”
Slowly, I untie his loincloth, whimpering as his meaty erection bounds free.
“This is called a blow job,” I murmur, licking the thick vein on the underside of his flesh, moaning loudly when the salt tinge hits the back of my throat.
“You taste so good.” I wrap both of my fists around his sex and pump them up and down, twisting slightly, and finally closing my mouth around his plump head. “ Mmmmmmm .”
In the beginning, my mission was to show the clowns that I’m not only with Ike, I’m extremely happy about it. That I’m attracted to him. That I’m with him of my own free will. But as soon as Ike is in my mouth and he’s groaning his shock/pleasure, I forget about everything but him.
His huge member pulsates in my mouth, his tight balls cushioning my chin every time I suck him deep.
It’s a wonder I’m not choking on his excessive length, but his obvious enjoyment makes it easy and then I become obsessed with his pleasure.
Obsessed . I’m looking up at him with honest adoration, working him into my mouth and down the back of my throat, stroking him as hard as I can, feeling him plump until my eyes tear from the added bulk.
“ Diana! ” he roars, his hips jerking up and back, the action stilted and involuntary. “If you keep going, you will suck the seed from my cock.” His tone is trapped between wonder and worry. “I will fill your little belly with it.”
I bat my lashes at him so he knows that’s A-OK and his eyes roll back in his head.
“ FUCK! ” he bellows, thrusting into my mouth in earnest now. “You are stretching those soft lips so bravely, wrapping them all around me. All around me. You fit me between your legs and now your mouth? I will give you the sun. The sky.”
The flesh between my legs squeezes and feminine pleasure exhilarates me.
I am satisfying my mate. It’s as simple as that.
He appreciates what I’m doing. I enjoy giving this to him and our joining is base, sexy, raw.
Real. I want to make him babble and promise me the stars every day for the rest of my life.
It’s not long before Ike lets out a warning spurt down the back of my throat. His balls grow heavier against my chin and his fingers move restlessly in my hair.
“Oh, Diana. My Diana. I am going to spill.”
I suck him deep with hollow cheeks and moan around his length, letting him know I want it. My eyes tell him without words that I want nothing more than to taste his release and to let it go. Give it to me.
And he does.
His head falls back, leaving me with a view of his strong neck column, the way it flexes with his guttural cry of relief.
His big hips drive forward and back, stuffing my mouth full of his draining erection, and I savor every single sensation, every drop.
My jaw is sore by the time he finishes, but when he lifts me into his arms and holds me so tightly to his chest, I can barely breathe, it’s worth the discomfort and then some .
It’s only then I remember the two yokels watching from shore. They both stand in open-mouthed shock as Ike splashes through the stream toward the waterfall. Holding their gazes, I lick my lips and snuggle closer to Ike.
“Duck your head,” Ike instructs, still sounding winded.
I do as he says and we pass through a waterfall into a shallow cave.
It’s…magical.
Sunlight is refracted off the water, creating a rainbow hue and the colors light up the entire cave. We’re hidden by the blue/white curtain of water and the roar is soothing, wonderful, matching the sound my heart is making.
“Ike,” I whisper, pressing my lips to his chin. “Is it too soon to love you?”
His expression is hopeful and incredulous at the same time. “You just took me in your mouth, Diana. Shouldn’t I be the one who is declaring his love?”
“I don’t know,” I say, laughing.
He turns me upright and my feet dangle as he presses my back against the smooth, marble-esque cave wall.
“You are my universe. You are in my blood,” Ike rasps urgently into my ear.
“I will worship and protect you all my life. I love you more than any man will ever love anything. Any one .” He plants kisses all over my face, my neck, my hair.
“I love you more with every breath I take. No, every breath you take. Your breaths keep you alive and so I love them, too.”
Hot moisture presses behind my eyes. “I love you. I love you.”
“You will stay with me here.”
“Yes.”
His smile is my undoing. I drag his face down for a kiss and we ignite.
Last night, Ike was learning his way around my body—and I his—but apparently we’re both quick studies.
He slides me up the slippery cave wall until his mouth is level with my breasts, then he rips the cloth bikini down the middle with his teeth, letting it dangle for a moment, eyes glittering, before it drops.
“Mine,” he says hoarsely, devouring the sight of my breasts. “Do these have a dirty name, Diana?”
Lord, he’s so hard where he presses between my thighs, I can barely concentrate enough to answer. “Tits,” I whisper, just as his tongue rakes over my nipple greedily, lapping at the tight point as if it’s providing him sustenance.
“Your tits make my cock so hard.” He thrusts up into the juncture of my thighs roughly. “I molded them in my hands last night as you slept until I spilled in our bed.” He cups my left breast and brings it to his mouth, suckling noisily. “They will feed our sons and daughters one day, Diana. Yes?”
At the moment, I can think of nothing more beautiful than my stomach swelling with this man’s child. I’ve never even thought of having children. Not until Ike. Now the future seems so full and bright and imminent. “Yes. Yes. Yes.”
Ike shouts his satisfaction over my answer, his fist pounding the cave wall, before dropping to my bikini bottoms and twisting them in his grip, tearing them from my body. “Am I going to hurt your little pussy if I fuck you so soon after our first mating, Diana?”
“No, I need you, Ike. Please,” I breathe, running my tongue across his mighty shoulders and over his bulging pectorals. “I guess you don’t need recovery time…?”
His cocky smirk is so sexy, it makes me shudder with lust. I writhe on his shaft mindlessly, making a humming sound I’ve never heard from my own mouth.
I can’t touch him enough, kiss his powerful body enough, can’t rub our skin together in enough places, and when Ike finally positions himself at my entrance and thrusts deep, I scream in pleasure.
Ike lets loose a guttural moan into my neck, his hands kneading my butt like dough.
He pulls me off the wall and croons gentle words in my ear, as if trying to settle me down, but that is not happening.
I’m impaled on a foot-long erection and with every second that ticks past, I become more of a fiend for Ike.
My breathing is out of control and I’m whimpering, whining, bucking my hips.
“Diana,” he pushes through clenched teeth, his expression awed. “Look at you wiggling around in search of your pleasure, when I’ve only just washed your blood away. You are a miracle.”
“No. You are.” I grasp his shoulders and lean back, working my hips, letting him watch me grind on his manhood. “You belong inside me.”
“ Yes . Every day. Forever ,” he growls, his grip turning punishing on my backside. “I love this. I loved holding you down and fucking you, feeling you shake beneath me. But I love this, too. Watching you… ride me. Can you…”
“Can I have an orgasm like this?”
“Orgasm,” he whispers, licking his lips eagerly. “That is the word for release?”
I nod vigorously, still cinching my hips up and back, moaning when my clit finds the base of his arousal and I push down— press —moving side to side. “ Yes .”
Taking my mouth in a feverish kiss, Ike walks us over to a small, waist-high outcropping and sits, grunting with his lips peeled back, over and over again, while I pump my hips desperately striving for my peak.
“You are barely half my size and yet, you are a fierce little thing when you’re on my cock, aren’t you, Diana?
” He closes his hands over my breasts, abrading my nipples with slow circles of his calloused palms. “Tell me what your orgasm feels like, from beginning to end. I will be an expert in your pleasure. I will fuck orgasms out of you each day, as sure as the sun rises.”
Does he know what his filthy speech is doing to me? I crave his raw honesty, this sexuality we share. It’s uninhibited and real and ours. “I-I…oh. I’m almost there!”
Ike’s attention is rapt on my face. “What is happening to your body?”
“My…m-my breasts. Don’t stop touching them.” Without waiting for me to finish, Ike fastens his mouth over my right nipple, alternating between crude sucks and flicking his tongue against the pointed bud. “And my—”
“Your clit,” he rasps, sliding his blunt thumb between my folds and massaging my swollen nub with big sweeps, before they grow more concentrated and yes, yes, yes exactly what I need.
“Your pussy, Diana. It is clamping down on me. Fuuuuuck . It’s tighter than I can stand,” he gasps, pressing down hard with his thumb on my clit and raking his teeth over my left nipple.
“Give my cock its reward. Give me that fucking orgasm of yours. I need it. I own it. ”
“Yes. Yes. Yes! ” I scream, the pressure building to an unbearable degree, before release rakes through me, making me clench and shake. Turning me inside out. “Ike. I love you. I love you. Ike !”
My world shifts as Ike stands, lifting me with his shaft still lodged deeply inside me.
Before I can guess his intention, he tosses one of my limp legs over his head and spins me around on his lap until I’m facing away from him, my feet dangling two feet above the cave floor.
“Can I fuck you like this, tiny person?” He growls into my neck.
“Can I stick my cock into your wet, little parts from behind?”
“Seems like it shouldn’t be a problem,” I gasp. “You already have.”
I’m just a rag doll from that point on—and it’s glorious.
He wraps his mighty arms around my middle and pumps into me so hard, I have to bite down on my lip to keep them from clacking together.
My bottom glides up and down his ridged stomach and the sound of his balls smacking my sweaty flesh echoes in the cave.
Before I know it, another storm gathers in my belly and I’m canting my hips back to meet his thrusts, begging, whining, chanting his name.
“Mine to marry. Mine to feed. Mine to fuck and give orgasms. Mine to get pregnant,” he bellows into the cave. “Mine mine mine. Diana is mine .”
“Yes,” I sob, his lap slapping into my backside and stealing my breath, along with my sanity. My climax almost hurts, it comes on so swiftly and with such intensity, I can only arch my back and let it happen. Let the rush steal through me and blank my senses, except for touch. “Oh. Oh God!”
Ike moans long and loud, then pushes his manhood deep inside me, holding me suspended in the air while grinding furiously against my core.
His body jerks violently and wet warmth flows from his body into mine, making me feel claimed.
Complete. He clutches me tightly to his chest and pounds his hips up over and over, his release overflowing and sluicing down my thighs, dripping off my ankles.
Long minutes seem to pass while he finishes and then my equilibrium is thrown off kilter again. I’m not sure my feet have touched the ground for the last hour, but I don’t care when I’m bring cradled to Ike’s heaving chest and he’s laying adoring kisses on every inch of my face.
The last twenty-four hours have been the best of my life. I’ve found my home.
But as Ike carries me back to the cave and I remember the reason I was brought here in the first place. And I know there’s something I have to do before we can settle into our life together.
Ike probably isn’t going to like it.