Chapter 15 #3
Their cum flooded down my throat in a torrent, and I choked and spluttered on it at once as they withdrew.
The rest of it sprayed across my face, hot and sticky and salty.
At the same time, they filled up my insides, the gush so intense that even while they were still lodged inside me, the cum oozed from my hole, dribbling down my legs.
I gulped down breaths, my face soaked with their release, and I licked my lips, just to taste more.
Heat pulsed through me. That was so insanely hot.
“Fuck,” they said, softer this time. “You took me so well, sunshine.”
Their words filled me with a warmth I’d been craving, the praise like a balm on my cracked and splintered soul.
They pumped into my hole a few more times, but when they began to withdraw, more cum came rushing out.
It drenched my hole, the insides of my thighs, trickling all the way down to my calves.
I was a sloppy mess, covered in them, and I couldn’t be more elated.
In my wildest fantasies, I couldn’t have imagined being dominated and taken like this.
And now that I’d experienced submitting to them, I wanted this bliss every day for the rest of my life.
“Stay put,” they said as their grip on my leg released, their fingers in my hair slipped away.
Their glide sounded through the room, followed by the click of a door.
I rested my forehead on the wooden bench, so beyond wrecked it was a miracle my legs still kept me up.
They trembled and quaked as I sucked in one slow breath after another.
My head whirled. Every part of me felt used and sticky, and I loved it more than I could express.
The door clicked again. “I’m back,” they said, announcing themself. They stepped beside me, their shadow rolling over, and their hands landed on my shoulders. “Come on,” they said, giving a slight nudge as they helped me up from my slump. “Take a seat on the edge.”
I obeyed, scooting to the edge of the seat, my legs lazily splayed open.
Ursuline’s tentacle was wrapped around a wet washcloth, and they stroked at my bared hole.
Around my limp, deflated cock. They took their time, cleaning up the mess they’d made all over my body.
They’d marked me with their cum, and I wanted to experience that again and again and again.
Their dark, intense eyes tracked me as they cleaned me up, meticulous in their diligence.
The feel of the washcloth between my cheeks, along the inside of my thighs made me shudder, and I was stripped down in a different way.
How they’d taken me tonight was lifechanging. I’d never felt so possessed or claimed in my life. I’d never experienced such elation or pleasure either. The quiet between us was the comfortable sort, their natural tendency just like mine, to daydream.
They’d been inside me in every way. I could feel their cum both filling my stomach and slick in my hole, even though so much of it had poured out. My heart soared.
They looked at me and ran their palm along my cheek. “I’d walk you up to your room…”
The unfinished sentence lingered in the air, dropping my mood slightly. But we couldn’t get caught. Frederick, Arielle, and who knew which other Tritons lurked around the house tonight, and after what we’d gotten up to, our interlude would be too obvious if Ursuline escorted me back up.
“Right,” I murmured, the disappointment rising up in me regardless.
Ursuline pressed a kiss to my forehead, and the mere touch, the mere act of tenderness banished the negative feelings. I basked in bliss once more.
“I won’t stay away,” they promised, their palm cupping my cheek as they stared into my eyes. I believed them. Ursuline lived by their word.
I swallowed hard and bobbed my head before pushing off from the bench. I took my time tugging my clothes back on, Ursuline helping the process along as they yanked my shirt down, buttoned my pants. The whole process felt intimate, their care shown through every motion, every lingering look.
With my clothes on, I was ready to return to my room—even if my heart wasn’t.
The exhaustion slammed into me something fierce, and my eyes kept trying to slide shut.
I needed to sleep for a week after the way they’d fucked me.
I turned toward them and met their gaze.
Their lips were right there, so close, and I longed to reach out and taste them once more. I licked my own, and their eyes flared.
Ursuline let out a low curse and leaned in. They claimed my lips with a surety I’d sorely needed. They drove their tongue into my mouth, and I melted into them at once, kissing back for all I was worth. Not wanting to let go.
When I drew apart for breath, they let out a heavy sigh. “You need to get some rest.”
I bobbed my head, even though a lump formed in my throat.
“I’m not going to disappear,” they reassured me.
“Famous last words,” I teased. The promise did help, though. Because even though they kept secrets like a shroud, they’d proved themselves trustworthy by their actions. I hated to do so, but I pulled away and strode toward the door. I didn’t look back when I walked out, otherwise I’d never leave.
I believed I’d feel nothing but emptiness as I traveled up the stairs and down the corridor toward my room, but the twinge in my hole, the lingering sensation of their cum inside me, offered the reminder that this was real.
That Ursuline had taken me tonight and fulfilled me in every way I’d hoped.
A slow warmth spread through my body as I reached my bedroom and stepped inside. I collapsed onto my bed, the heat still glowing inside me, a small flicker of a candle for now, but one that promised to last throughout the night.