Chapter Three
Not staying to hear the sickening splat, he quickly opened the fire door and ushered Sophie into the deserted corridor lined by rows of doors. Stepping in after her, he walked partway down the corridor and then tried a door.
The door slid open with no resistance and he held it open for Sophie before pulling it gently closed behind them. Unwilling to relax just yet, though, he pressed his ear against the door and listened for any sound of movement on the other side. Victor’s death would undoubtedly attract the attention of his goons, but he doubted they would come up here. After all, what self-respecting couple on the run would hide inside the building they knew was being searched? Especially after killing the right hand of God.
Luke kept his ear pressed against the timber until he was sure that the coast was clear, but turning around, his breath caught in his throat.
They were in what must have been the club's penthouse suite. It was easily larger than any of the apartments and hotel rooms they had stayed in over the last few months and, without a doubt, far more luxurious. Pine furniture of various degrees decorated the spacious chamber and an immense, king-sized, four-poster bed took up almost the entire span of one wall.
Sophie stood in the centre of the room, the low light seeming to give her an eerie glow as she fixed him with a look that made his mouth run dry. There was a passion in her eyes, the likes of which he had never seen there before, and when she came to him, it was with all the grace and speed of a stalking tigress. Crossing the breadth between them in an instant, she jumped into his arms and crushed her lips to his in a searing embrace.
Momentarily forgetting about the soon to be vengeful goons, their lips parted, and tongues met, causing Sophie to moan as she felt the hungry passion explode within her breast. With a frenzied desire, her hands ran over every piece of Luke's back while his own sought her hips, crushing her to him as his rough palms groped the firm flesh of her buttocks through the fabric of her tiny maxi dress.
Locked together until the need for air grew undeniable, Sophie pulled back, playfully biting her lover's lower lip as she did. She wanted to go further, but Luke’s confused look made her pause.
“Sophie?”
“You did it. We’re free,” she whispered, her mischievous hands slowly creeping down his body as she spoke before cupping his cock through his jeans. “Oh, I want you Luke. Mmm…watching you got me so hot!”
Tempted as he was, Luke couldn't draw his mind away from the goons hunting them, but then his lover's fingers began to work at the fastening, pushing the garment down his legs to pool around his ankles.
“Oh Luke, you bad boy. Already?” she whispered before a sultry smile played across her lips as she unhooked her legs from around his hips and slid silkily to the floor. Hard and impossibly large, Luke's erection stood rampant and unable to resist. She reached out to touch him.
Running her fingers along his flesh, she couldn't help but stare at it in wonderment as she slowly explored. His arousal felt like steel dressed in silk and it twitched every time she completed a stroke, drawing a moan from Luke, who was rapidly losing the will to resist her advances.
Tough guy that he was, he was trying his hardest not to groan, as it would show her she was doing something he really liked, but his body seemed determined to betray him. She had only just begun, yet he could already feel his legs quaking. He told himself not to look down, as he knew the image of her kneeling before him while she played with his straining cock would be the end of him. Just the thought of those silky blonde locks framing her face and sapphire eyes that made her seem as innocent as a kitten...
Only she was anything but innocent.
“Sophie... Oh God!” he gasped, unable to hold back a moan as she suddenly swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before she pursed her mouth into a tight ‘O’. Gently, her hand travelled up and down his shaft as her mouth enclosed over the tip, overloading Luke's senses and turning him into a gibbering, pleasure drunk fool.
Watching her lover's head roll back as she continued to slowly slide his shaft into her mouth, Sophie felt a delicious sense of power overtake her. It was so exhilarating to think that she could have this much power over anyone so strong. Not wanting to squander it all in one go, she slowly ran her tongue along his length while letting her breath wash over his skin as she exhaled.
“Oh, oh, oh sweet Jesus…” he gasped as he felt a pool of pleasure mounting inside his loins. “So good, Sophie you're… so good…” He could feel her tongue swirl around him, its silky wetness massaging all his most sensitive spots as she took more and more into her mouth.
Sophie continued to stroke and touch him with her fingers, letting his moans guide her until she felt Luke's hands suddenly thread through her hair and begin forcibly guiding her to where he wanted. Although he was careful not to be too forceful, unless he risked accidentally hurting her, Sophie could still feel her throat tightening around the shaft as she struggled to accommodate the mass. This was by no means her first time attending to the large male’s shaft, but so large was he that no matter how much practise she got, the girl knew she would never be able to accommodate his full girth. So, doing her best to relax her throat, she took as much of his dick in as she possibly could.
An inaudible groan left Luke's parted lips as he felt his love relaxing her throat, encasing the majority of his arousal in an oasis of intoxicating sensations. He badly wanted to push her head further down onto his cock, but the risk of hurting her was too great for him to chance it.
Sensing the pressure against her head lessening, Sophie began to pull away, allowing a fresh breath of air to fill her lungs as she very gently scraped her teeth along his organ before repeating the motion of taking him into her mouth once more. The act made her lover cry with delirious pleasure and glancing down, he found he couldn’t stop himself from watching the blonde’s head bobbing up and down on his shaft as she looked up at him with those deceiving, innocent blue eyes.
“Oh... God... Sophie... you're so... beautiful!” he gasped, unable to tear his eyes off the sight of her as he felt his release draw closer.
Delighted by his words, Sophie couldn't resist moaning and the vibrations which travelled through her throat reverberated all along his shaft, causing the enthralled male to moan in turn as his hips began to buck forward in a display of wild passion.
“Oh... oh... God... don't stop!”
Fortunately for him, Sophie had no intention of stopping. Seeing how close to the brink her lover was, she doubled her efforts, drawing a fresh tide of moans and groans from Luke as she pulled back and wrapped her tongue around the pulsing head before taking all of his cock into her mouth once more.
“Oh... Sophie… I'm… stop… cum… close...” he whispered, teeth clenched tightly as a fresh wash of pleasure hit his body like the stormy waves of the sea. How badly he wanted to watch her again, to see her head bob up and down on his shaft and witness his thick cock disappear and reappear from her luscious lips. Yet despite all his desires, he dared not look, for he knew it would be the end of him. In truth, he was far from sure of how he had made it this far. Her touch just felt so good that he thought even the tiniest of her graces might be enough to bring him to a steamy release.
His release was building, however, of that much he was certain. Like a pool of molten ecstasy, he could feel it slowly cooking him from within as it fought his every effort to suppress its rise. So stubborn was Luke that he was trying to hold it off for as long as possible. Intent on enjoying the sensations a little more, he snatched a quick breath and...
Without warning, a tremor suddenly ran through him as the last swirl of Sophie’s tongue brought him flying over the peak and into the white abyss of La petite mort. With a long cry bellowing from his lips, his fingers convulsed in her hair as his hips pushed him deeper into her mouth and a tide of his seed poured down her awaiting throat.
Trying not to gag as the thick seed exploded into her mouth, the Underworld Princess swallowed as much of her lover's bitter-sweet cum as she could before letting his softening appendage slip from her lips as she felt his hands release their grip on her hair. With a seductive grace, she wiped the corners of her mouth before licking what remained of his seed from her fingers.
Coming back down to earth, Luke was about to say something, but the sight of Sophie seductively licking her fingers in a fashion which held a great amount of resemblance to the way she had been attending to his shaft, poked the fire in his loins back to life.
Noticing his revival, the blonde beauty looked up at him with a very pleased smile playing across her glistening lips.
“You enjoy that baby?” she asked, the satisfied look never leaving her even as she brushed a stray lock of her blond hair aside. Luke didn't answer her vocally. It was time for payback and without saying a word, he reached down and grasped her by the shoulders before hoisting her into his arms and carrying her over to the bed, bridal style.
Dropping her into the embrace of the soft mattress and feather duvets, Luke couldn't help taking a moment to admire the way Sophie's sexy form lay sprawled out before him.
“Luke?” Sophie asked as he covered her body with his. She was quickly silenced as he leaned down and lightly kissed her lips before crawling down the length of her body to the covered cleft between her legs. Poised over her like a watchful eagle, he let his hands trail up the toned skin of her thighs, pushing the material of her dress up as they went until the bright purple colouring of her obviously soaked thong was revealed to his eyes.
Sophie panted with lust and excitement, not quite sure whether she could truly believe her own eyes as she watched him deeply breathe in her scent before exhaling a heated breath over her most secretive spot. The sensation of it washing over her mound made her body shiver with delight. Using his teeth, he gripped the hem of her underwear and pulled it down her legs.
Feeling his mouth water at the sight of her clearly glistening cleft, Luke began to push her thighs further apart until her knees had to bend and her legs had opened to him like the shining gates of heaven as he hungrily pulled her to his waiting mouth.
With the utmost care, he stuck his tongue out and expertly ran it over her moistened entrance, making Sophie abruptly still as he was careful not to enter her just yet. Her breath began coming in great gasps as he greedily lapped up all the thick fluid which she produced and teased her by making no sign that he ever intended to move on. Paybacks a bitch, Princess.
“Luke!” she finally cried, the desperate anticipation of what was to come burning inside her core like a furnace, its incredible heat threatening to consume her soul. “Stop teasing me, you basta... Oh!” Her words melted into a long moan as she felt her lover press his slick muscle into her core.
However, Luke wasn't about to abandon his efforts just yet and he only probed inside of her, gently running his tongue along the edges of her inner depths whilst gathering up her cream, relishing her heady flavour.
Streams of pleasure coursed through Sophie's veins as her lover's gentile ministrations took the edge off her desires, but they were far from able to satisfy the white-hot need throbbing at her centre. In no time at all, she was rolling her hips against his mouth to signal that she wanted more. His grip on her body was tight, however, and he refrained from allowing her too much control as he continued to tease her core with his devilish tongue.
“Luke...” she whined, growing slightly breathless as the wanton heat in her abdomen grew almost unbearable and forced her to fight all the harder against his hold. “Please!”
The sound of her desperation made Luke inwardly snigger and, for a moment, he considered giving her what she so badly desired, but he couldn't resist teasing her a little more first.
“Please what, Princess? What do you want?” Luke could barely contain his glee as he mumbled the words against her hot flesh, drawing a high moan which almost sounded like a shriek from Sophie.
Unwilling to speak, she tried again to press her hips against his wondrous mouth, but lacked the strength to match his deathly tight hold. Instead, a defiant passion flared up in her eyes as she breathlessly leaned forward to see that he was now looking up at her from between her legs.
“Eat me!” she finally said in a voice that matched the defiance in her eyes. “I want you to eat me. You big meanie.”
“As my Princess wishes,” he purred, smirking at her angry admission as he slid his tongue between her folds and over her clit, making the girl cry out as his tongue hungrily lashed the bundle of nerves.
Feeling his attentions shoot through her nerves, Sophie released a scream of ecstasy as she spread her legs wider, silently begging him for more. He took the bud into his mouth and began sucking on it hard.
“Luke… oh yes… fuck… there… right there!” she moaned. Her hips rolling in time to the motions of his mouth, her hand slid onto the back of his head and sought some kind of purchase amongst his raven mane. His lips were now gently tugging at her sensitive clit as his teeth lightly gnawed the bud, causing her moans to turn to white-hot screams. He was so good. It was maddening, and she rocked, cried, and arched in all the ways that made Luke mad with lust.
The sight of her succulent body arching up beneath him made Luke's cock throb as he lost himself in her sweet scent, the taste of her which flowed across his tongue, and the sounds which rang in his ears. The entire experience of pleasing Sophie with his mouth was so intoxicating that Luke thought he might grow drunk on it. However, the growing ache of his renewed and very prominent cock was becoming so undeniable that he knew he could not continue like this for much longer and so he released her clit and turned his attention lower.
“No! Don’t stop! Oh God, Luke don't sto... oh my God!”
Words failed Sophie as she suddenly felt her bodyguard’s tongue leave her clit and plunge deep into her centre. Her entire body seemed to go rigid as he licked her with unerring accuracy, his devilish tongue flicking, swirling, and driving her into a frenzy as it delved deep into her core. She couldn’t think. The burning pleasure and the heat of her desire blinded her to the world and as his tongue moved in and out of her, she could feel the tight knot of an orgasm collecting inside her. It wouldn't be long now...
Watching her reaction with immense interest, Luke continued to drive his tongue deep inside Sophie, not stopping even as he felt her thighs start to contract around his face as the waves of her pleasure mounted. Writhing beneath him, she desperately ground her hips into his face as she made such lovely noises.
“Oh God, Luke!” the beauty cried, arching her back off the bed so far that she should have feared her back would break, and squeezing her thighs so tight that her lover had to pull them apart. His tongue was just so relentless. It was like she was just some toy he chose to play with and the burning look of desire that she could see play across his eyes made her all the hotter. “Oh… I’m going to- Oh-oh… fuck! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!”
With a wicked smile, Luke watched as his love's head tossed. The pleasure of his mouth on her sex had already made her lush milky skin flushed, and the sharp blades of her nails cut intricate webs through the bed's sheets. Her legs shook from the pleasure that crashed through her.
“Luke!” Sophie came with enough force to break every bone in her body, bucking off the bed as the knot at her centre ignited and went supernova.
Feeling her climax hit as her inner muscles tightened around his tongue, Luke rode out the storm with her, holding her tightly to his mouth as he drank every drop of her fluids.
Her climax began to subside after a few moments, but the experience of it left Sophie feeling drained and very satisfied. Its burning heat radiated through her with an unquenchable passion, but even that was not enough to quench her lust. The flames of her desires were quickly rekindled when she saw Luke begin to stand, revealing to her gaze the true extent of his want for her as his cock stood so proudly. The nature of it was impossible, yet somehow, he seemed even larger now than he had before.
With an excited hush overtaking them, Luke climbed onto the bed. But before he could even get into position, Sophie suddenly threw her palms against him. Pushing against his broad chest with all her strength, she flashed him a sly smile that spoke volumes. He lay back without argument, ready to embrace her with all his being as she straddled his waist, her gaze locked to his as she slowly began to lower herself onto him.
Sensing the hot sheath of her core slowly taking him in, Luke couldn't help but groan and it took all of his self-control to fight the urge to buck and ram himself inside of her. No matter how many times they fucked, somehow, she always seemed to remain so deliciously tight and just the feeling of her snug heat surrounding him was almost enough to make him cum right then and there.
Taking her time as she slowly lowered herself onto the brunt of his erection, Sophie couldn't help but moan low as she savoured the feeling of him filling her like no other man ever could. Already she felt stuffed to capacity. She knew every part of his male biology would be demanding for him to take her now, claim her, and fuck her to heaven and back. But she also knew he would be fighting those desires tooth and nail, so she was free to take her time...
“Mmm… so big!” she purred, keeping her eyes locked on his as she rolled her hips, working more and more of him inside.
“Fuck! Sophie!” he groaned out, as the feel of her tight heat grew ever more around him, causing his breath to come in short gasps as she tested the limits of his self-control to the last tether. Unwilling to risk causing her pain, though, he willed himself to stay in check and refused to move, even as he felt her squirm above him. Only the tautness of his muscles and the long, seething breaths he dragged in through clenched teeth revealed the fever that raged inside of him.
Minutes passed like the span of a lifetime and finally, after what seemed like an eternity in purgatory, Luke was finally able to let out a sigh as he felt his love settle herself onto the base of his shaft. He had not dared to move an eyelash during the ordeal, but now his desire was mounting, and his eyes were growing dark, making it a struggle for him to focus as the veins in his neck bulged due to the strain of his defiance.
Sophie wanted to scream as the burning sensation of him stretching and filling her body crashed into her. Disoriented and shaken to her very core, she basked in the sensation of him filling her with a look of utter ecstasy on her face. It seemed that no matter how many times they enjoyed such wonderful trysts, she would never be able to adjust to his size.
Far below them, the booming sound of the club had resumed and echoed up, signalling the goons had moved on in their search. But neither Luke nor Sophie could have a care for such trifling things. Lost in the raging tempest of sensations, they were trapped in the violent swells of a vast ocean and unable to move as the waves of their passions crashed into them without mercy. However, once the throbbing of her clit had woken Sophie from her trance-like state of bliss, she couldn’t hold back and rolled her hips into his.
The action made Luke's hands fist in the sheets, her teasing motion adding fuel to the fire that raged inside him, forcing his breath to be drawn even more shallow as he lent up and tried to work more of his shaft inside of her. However, noticing his attempt to take back control, Sophie smacked his chest hard enough to make him hiss and still, before continuing to grind their hips together in small circles. Despite the burning need that had set her hollowed loins on fire, she was not yet ready to surrender control just yet. To know that she could be the master of one so strong was a sensation so wonderful and made her feel so… powerful.
For the first time in her life, she was in control of her destiny.
However, she grew tired of the tepid pleasure that rolling her hips brought her, and so she laid her hands flat against his taut stomach muscles for support. She felt a shiver run through him at her touch, then raised herself up until he nearly slid out of her, and then plunged back down in one stroke.
“Oh... God... Sophie,” Luke gasped, fighting to stay in control as he felt the abrupt plunge into paradise. He was unable to restrain a long moan as he felt her slick walls massaging his burning column into climax. “Oh, fuck... so tight!”
His words caused a smirk to spread across the blonde's pleasure-etched face and she began to raise her arse once more, repeating the action at a treacherous pace.
He thwarted her plans, however, when on her third drop, Luke found he couldn't resist any longer and surprised her by bending his knees, allowing her to slide a little deeper onto his shaft. The sudden jolt it sent along her nerves had her throwing her head back and a long moan echoing from her gaping lips as her hands pawed all over his torso as she tried to catch her breath. But in those precious seconds, Luke had gained the upper hand, and he emphasised that point by placing his hands on her hips and lifting her before impaling her again on his thick cock.
She screamed out at the feeling of him filling her, all defiance melting away into pleasure as her instincts took over and she began to ride him like she had not a care in the world.
“Oh, God! Y-You feel so good baby!” she moaned, her hands leaving their spot on his stomach to slide up her body and roughly fondle her breasts through the fabric of her dress as she lost herself. “Oh, God… Oh Jesus… Oh fuck! Luke... yes!”
Watching his lover's display through half-closed eyes, Luke wanted to chuckle, but the sudden echo of a creaking floorboard brought the cold realisation of their present situation crashing down on top of him like a cold rain.
“You’re being too loud Princess… mmm… the whole damn city is gonna hear us,” he whispered. As much as he enjoyed the sounds of her moans, he couldn't take the risk of any lingering goons getting wind of where they were and barging in. Yet despite his words, he couldn't resist increasing the speed of his motions.
“But… you're… so… big! Oh... God, yes!” Sophie cried, her eyes shutting tight as she felt him increase the tempo of his thrusts, making her body bounce on his with a wild abandon that filled the room with the sounds of their bodies slapping.
Irked by her lack of concern, Luke wanted to reprimand her further, but all he could muster was a long moan as he felt the way her impossibly tight pussy was massaging every centimetre of his cock as it slid up and down him with more vigour. Soon, even his reservations about moaning aloud had dissipated and lost in the fog of pleasure. He couldn't remember why they had hidden up in the suite in the first place. Freed from those shackles, he was now more than happy to encourage the wanton girl as he hungrily watched her fondle her breasts.
“Oh yes,” she moaned, arching her breasts into her grasp as the pleasure seemed to double every time he was fully encased within her. “Oh, yes… yes... baby… let me ride you… let me fuck you. You’re so hard… so big… uh…. harder baby... fuck me harder! Make me cum!”
“Oh... that's it Sophie! Ride me Princess,” he groaned, matching his pleasure-enthralled lover thrust for thrust, timing his motions to catch her on the downstroke. “Yeah, you like my dick inside you don't you Princess?” A small, knowing smile played across his lips as he watched her roughly grope herself. Oh, how he ached to be the one touching her, but instead he had to enjoy the show, watching intently as they succumbed to her palms like clay while she bounced upon him, bringing them both closer to a much-needed release.
“Oh yeah, it's so hard! So fucking hard! Uhhhh!” she cried, yet despite the clenching of her inner muscles, her lover’s thrusts never faltered, and she continued to bounce up and down on him with a fervid passion. “Fuck my pussy... oh yes… baby, please fuck me harder! Harder! Oh, God!”
Lost in depths of their passion, neither noticed that the bed's wooden headboard was now slamming loudly against the wall, its thick timber frame proving to be no match for the power of the lovers coupling as the Underworld Princess bounced her lover’s immense column with all her might. Like a blazing inferno, she could feel the pressure building in her abdomen, signalling her coming climax even as she desperately tried to hold off the massing pleasure. However, it was like trying to block a river with only a hand full of stones and she was helpless to prevent herself from becoming swept up in its current.
“Ugh! Fuck you feel so good Princess!” Luke groaned, his hips lifting off the bed to meet her on the way down with an upwards stroke of his own. His brain was overloaded as his every sense tried desperately to process the scene that was playing out before his eyes. Not only was he breathing in the potent cocktail of her scent mixed with the tangy aroma of sex, but the sight of his beautiful Princess riding his cock like she was Annie Oakley almost finished him. “Are you gonna cum, baby?”
“Oh yes! Fuck! Oh, God! Oh God! Oh! Oh! Oh fuck! Ohhhhhh!” she cried, her teeth clenching as fresh tides of ecstasy crashed into her body. She couldn't think. The feeling of having him inside her alone made her delirious, and the fast pace he had set was enough to make her lose her mind. Her orgasm was building. All it took was one last thrust, and then a blinding light exploded behind her eyelids.
It came upon her so fast and hard, she hadn't been prepared for its onslaught. Lost in the pleasure, her head snapped back and her nails bit into the skin of her breasts as quaking tremors ripped through her like a hail of lightning bolts.
"Yes! Yes! Ohhh! Oh fuck me! Ohhh! Yes! I'm cumming! Oh fuck! I’m cumming!"
Hearing her slurred cries, Luke couldn't help but groan in delight as he felt her inner walls contract around his manhood in a wash of her cream. It felt like she was trying to milk his shaft dry, and the pleasure it stirred within him as he thrust to the hilt was incomprehensible. Yet despite all his strength, Luke could only muster the power to resist her for two more quick thrusts before following her over the peak. With a deep shout, he filled the room with the sounds of his surrender and a river of his seed exploded into her waiting cavern.
Starved of energy, the couple lacked even the strength to speak and fell together on the bed without a word said. Enveloping the girl in his arms, Luke pulled her close and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.
“Happy Valentine’s day, Princess Sophie.”