Chapter 3 #2
“Oh fuck!” I cry as his speed increases.
“Harder!” I shout. Asterion’s grip on my ankles hardens as he slams into me.
The hard muscle of his lower stomach grinds into my clit, creating starbursts behind my eyes.
I hear the slaps of his balls, the squish of my cunt as he pulls that beautiful, thick cock out and slams back in.
I sit up, bracing myself against the floor, my legs spread eagle, flopping against the rhythm, and I reach around to his full, round ass to slap him.
“Harder!” I cry. “I need you, please,” I beg.
His eyes are wild, a light sheen of sweat on his muscles as they bulge with effort, and before I know what is happening, Asterion rolls us over so that I am straddling him.
The new angle and gravity have me rendered speechless, as I take in these sensations.
I have never once been on top, and I momentarily freeze, my hands tucked to my chest.
Asterion takes a firm grip of my hips, snapping me out of my shock. I feel his claws as he rolls me backwards and forwards. “That is it.” He whispers to me. “Ride your monster.”
Bracing my feet under his huge calves, I press my hand into his chest and push my hips back and forth and immediately feel the heat rush to my clit as it grinds into the thick muscle of his stomach.
Instinct takes over, and I speed up, feeling his cock crashing into my insides, feeling it in my gut.
I can’t stop, I’m a mad woman possessed, chasing the orgasm that I know is coming.
It’s building in my eyes, racing through my veins.
I feel his hips pushing up as I slam down on top of him.
All I can think is thank fuck for gravity, as he is so deep inside me, I never could have imagined it was possible.
All of a sudden, I feel it, like a key clicking in a loc,k and I push down onto his chest and slow nearly to a stop as my walls contract over and over again, and my mouth is open in a silent scream.
I’m barely moving, barely rocking, holding my breath, leaning into it, when it suddenly builds again, and I am crazed.
Asterion sits up, latching his mouth to my breast as my second orgasm takes me, my arms are in the air and I’m using my thighs to slam on top of him and I hear a scream that can’t possibly be coming from me as he sucks so hard on my nipple it must be bruising it, but I don’t want him to stop.
Then I am a breathless, limp, lump against his chest. My body is still when I feel his cock inside me pulse, and the hot rush of him.
His head is buried in my neck as he groans against me, and I am shocked when I feel a series of small contractions within me, meeting his pulsating cock, as though my body is taking his seed deep inside me, milking his thick cock.
We fall together, Asterion spread-eagled on the rug, my body slumped over, his cock still buried deep inside me, pulsating occasionally, making me moan. We lie like this for a while, our heart rates slowing, as we doze together.
Time passes before he moves. I whine as he pulls his now limp cock out of me, the emptiness feeling wrong.
He drapes me over him, our legs tangled together, my body molded against his, as he wraps his strong arms around me.
I think back to what just happened, to what I looked like.
A woman possessed. No, I correct myself.
I think back to Asterion’s face, open and wondering as I rode him, urging me to grab what I wanted, to speak what I needed. A woman free. I decide.
Hours later, he gets up to feed the fire and comes back to me on the rug.
I am sleepy and warm, and sticky with his seed in me.
I feel fulfilled in ways I never thought possible.
His clawed fingers trails my back, my legs, swirling patterns on my buttocks, making me tickle.
I giggle and turn over, where I can see the pure honesty of his face as he continues to touch me with the flat of his hand.
“Have you been with many humans?” I whisper. His hand is circling my stomach, warming me.
He chuckles lightly at this. “Not many, no.” He parts my legs, massaging my inner thigh. I sigh at this and move my legs further apart.
“For someone who hasn’t been with many humans, you certainly know what you are doing.”
His eyebrows raise at this. “I believe it is you who took what you wanted.”
I am shy again. “Did you…did you like what we did?”
At this, he leans over me, pressing his full body against mine, practically squishing me into the floor.
I love the sensation of this, the power of his body.
His eyes find mine, and I can feel his thigh pressed into my cunt.
“I relished every second.” His lips find mine as he kisses me slowly and deeply.
I sigh into him, and I cannot help but begin to grind myself into his thigh, quickening the fire in me once more.
I feel him smiling as we kiss, and I easily bring myself to orgasm again against his strong thigh. I tamp down any feelings of shame and focus on his golden eyes as he watches me come.