Chapter 9 Reaper
REAPER
Iblink awake when the morning sun hits my eyes. Something tickles my nose, and I smile when I realize it’s Lynx’s midnight black hair. My beautiful girl is wrapped around me like a spider monkey, her face buried into the side of my neck while her hair splays out around us.
My lips press against her forehead, and I breathe in her sweet floral scent, letting it ground me in this moment. The peaceful quiet is interrupted by a soft but urgent moan coming from Lynx. Her hips tilt slightly, and she rubs her bare pussy against my leg.
Fuck, my dirty little dandelion must be having some good dreams. I think it’s time I make them a reality.
I carefully untangle us and then roll Lynx onto her back, pulling down the blankets to reveal her gorgeous, naked body.
Jesus, how did I get so lucky? Scooting down the mattress, I gently open her thighs, my dick painfully hard at the sight.
Lynx is slowly waking up, her eyes adjusting to the dim light of the early morning.
My hands slide under her perfect ass and pull her closer to me, which wakes up my sexy little morning treat.
She stares down at me, the tiredness in her eyes melting into lust when she sees the position I’m in.
I inhale the sweet scent of her arousal and flatten my tongue, licking up her slit and gathering up her juices.
Her legs snap shut as she throws her head back and groans, but I need more access.
I move my hands to the insides of her thighs, spreading her wide open for me once more.
I stare down at her ripe, juicy cunt, swollen and sensitive and fucking pulsing for me. I see her sweet, sticky cum dripping down her ass and soaking the sheets. Fucking beautiful. Pre-cum leaks out of my achingly hard cock just looking at her, spread out before me.
Unable to wait a second longer, I dip my head and lick every goddamn inch of her perfect pussy.
“Oh, God, Reaper, yes!”
I growl into her folds, causing her to moan and twist her hips. I love the way she tastes, the way I can roll her around my tongue and make her moan. I suck and work her clit, moving faster, my tongue tight against her skin. I need her release, need it so fucking bad I can hardly stand it.
I toss her legs over my shoulders and feel her lock her ankles behind my neck.
I’m practically suffocating inside of her cunt, and there’s no place I would rather be.
Lynx bows her back off of the mattress, shoving her cunt in my face, forcing my tongue to go deeper as my nose circles her tight little bundle of nerves.
I come up for air, briefly, not wanting to be separated from my own personal heaven for too long.
“That’s it. Ride my face, beautiful. Take what you need.”
I suck her clit into my mouth and roll it around my tongue before biting down lightly. That does it. I feel more than see her thrashing around, crying out as her orgasm slams into her. I lap up her warm juices as she fucking squirts all over me. My mouth and chin are dripping with her release.
When the last of her tremors have passed, I stand up and crawl over her, kissing her deeply so she can taste herself. When I pull back, she follows me, like we’re connected by a string. Lynx sticks out her tongue and cleans her juices off my chin.
“Fuck, that’s hot. You like how you taste?”
“Mmm,” she says as she nods her head, still a little foggy from her orgasm.
“Can you take any more? I know I took you hard last night, and it was your first time–”
Lynx cuts me off by putting her hand over my mouth. “I want all of you. Don’t be gentle.”
“Fuuuuck,” I groan. “I’m gonna tear this little pussy in two. That what you want?”
“Yes! Fuck me, fuck me hard and deep, please…” She must see the way her words make me ravenous for more of her. Lynx gets a naughty twinkle in her green eyes and smirks at me. “I want to feel you rip me apart with your huge cock.”
Goddamn, I almost shoot my load right then and there. I love it when she talks dirty to me. Love when she begs. I roar as I slam into her in one hard thrust.
Lynx screams and instantly comes, her pussy convulsing and sucking me in. It feels so goddamn good being inside of her again, her silky wet heat massaging my dick as I fuck her right through her orgasm.
“Y-yes, Reaper, God, you feel so good.” She wraps her legs around my hips and rocks against me once she’s recovered. I grip her hands in mine, lacing our fingers together and putting them above her head.
“You too, beautiful. This pussy was made for me. Only me. Say it,” I demand as I set a punishing pace.
“It’s yours,” she moans, arching her back.
“What’s mine?” I angle my hips and hit her deeper, thrusting harder. She’s squeezing me so tight it almost hurts. Her fingernails dig into the backs of my hands, the pain only heightening the pleasure coursing through my body, threatening to shoot out of me at any second.
“Ah! Ah… all of me. My – oh fuck – my pussy belongs to you. No one else. You’re my first, my last… Oh, God!”
Her words get me impossibly harder as my cock swells inside of her. I release her hands and place my forearms on either side of her head so I can kiss her. I feel her tiny hands grip my ribs as she hangs on for dear life.
I lick down her neck, nipping at her collar bone before sucking one tit into my mouth and then the other. I swirl my tongue over her sensitive, pebbled nipples, first one, and then the other.
“Love these tits. Say they are mine. Only mine.”
“Only yours. Everything. I’m yours, yours,” she cries out. “I… I’m going come, Reaper!”
I lean my weight on one arm as my other slides in between her breasts and circles her neck, applying light pressure.
“I’ve got you, my little minx. Come for me. Come all over my huge cock.”
I tighten my grip on her neck right as her pussy snaps around me. She comes so fucking hard. Her cunt is squeezing me so damn tightly as her fingers dig into my ribs and her heels grind into my back. It’s the most exquisite kind of pain.
I release her neck, and her pussy flutters around me again, releasing more of her arousal.
Lynx can hardly contain the overwhelming sensations in her curvy fucking body as she writhes underneath me.
My girl gasps and bites down on my shoulder.
Hard. The pain and pleasure mixes and I roar my release, shooting my cum so fucking deep inside of her.
My cock throbs as I continue to empty myself, more than I ever thought possible.
My vision tunnels with the force of my orgasm, and I collapse, quickly rolling to the side, pulling Lynx with me.
When I come to a few seconds later, Lynx is placing sweet kisses on my chest as she traces patterns across my abs.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I say once I catch my breath.
“Yeah,” she giggles. “I think I may have been a little rough with you,” Lynx says, looking apprehensive.
The thought of her being too rough is really fucking adorable. Her fingers trace over the nice bite mark she gave me, and her nose scrunches up.
“I loved it.”
“Yeah?”
“Fuck yeah. I’ll wear your mark on me every goddamn day. I love everything you do to me. With me. For me.”
Her cheeks flush red, and she buries her face in my chest. I love that she is this filthy-mouthed sex goddess, but also a little shy. It’s a contradiction that I’ll never get tired of. Or stop exploiting.
We lie in comfortable silence, tangled up in each other, while our hearts beat as one. I comb my fingers through Lynx’s hair, brushing out the slight tangles from our early morning escapades.
I want to ask her more about her past, her father, and what sent her running, but I don’t want to ruin this moment. I feel so close to her, yet I realize I still don’t know much about my beautiful girl.
“My mom died after giving birth to me,” Lynx whispers. “God, I’m sorry. I don’t know why I told you that.”
“Hey,” I reply, cupping her cheek and lifting her head so we’re eye to eye. “Never apologize for telling me about your life. I want to know every detail, I just didn’t know how to bring it up.”
Lynx bites her bottom lip and stares into the distance, deciding how much to tell me. I pray that she’s finally comfortable enough to tell me the whole truth. “The second day I showed up at the repair shop looking for a job, you told me to find somewhere else to take on my troubles.”
I feel like I’ve been stabbed in the goddamn chest. I don’t remember saying that specifically, but I believe her. It sounds like something I would say to get someone to leave. “I was a fucking idiot back then,” I tell her, pressing a kiss to her nose.
“You mean, like a week ago?” she teases. “You’ve really matured. I’m impressed.”
I smile and kiss her soft lips, though I pull away before it becomes more serious. “I’m sorry I made you feel like a burden. You’re so precious to me, Lynx.” Her eyes widen at my confession, but I don’t back down. “I want every last piece of your story so I know how to keep you safe.”
She gives me a watery smile and nods, finally ready to trust me with everything.
“So, it was just my dad and me growing up,” Lynx continues, snuggling into my side.
“He had three wives after my mother passed, and at least five times as many mistresses.” Her face twists up in disgust. I hate the thought of her being around that kind of behavior.
“If he thought he could get away with it, I think my dad would have given me up for adoption. Unfortunately for him, his marriage to my mother was very public, and my birth was highly anticipated. My parents both came from wealthy families who wanted to join real estate empires. The pictures of their wedding look like a freaking fairytale, including a horse-drawn carriage. It was apparently the event of the season.”
Lynx pauses for a breath, and I stroke my hand up and down her spine, silently showing my support.