Theo #3
I focused on her expression, open mouthed and lost in pleasure, as she watched my cock spilling inside of her. My muscles contracted and a full body shudder made me grind my teeth and growl from the overwhelming sensation. She… she was…
Mine.
“Fuck, Theo,” she breathed, her head flopping back onto the pillow. “That was incredible.”
I raised an eyebrow. She was forgetting something. But I’d give her a moment.
I slid my arms under her, rolling her on top of me as I collapsed to my back. My cock slid out and smacked against my inner thigh during the shift, starting to soften.
She straddled my lap and lay across my chest, looking satisfied as she rubbed her cheek against my skin.
I couldn’t imagine the scarring there felt good on her soft flesh, but I did enjoy seeing her smile so close to my markings.
I’d stopped appreciating them after my tattoos had defined them as part of my misdeeds.
But now, here they were, black as night and pressed against the face of my lover.
No different than if I’d never spilled a drop of innocent blood.
These markings were summoned by her. I could be happy with that.
“It goes without saying, but you’re welcome to share the bed with me going forward,” she murmured.
“Gladly.” I brushed a strand of her berry-stained hair from her half-lidded eyes.
She shifted her weight, and in doing so, bumped her behind into my other cock. Still rock hard.
She turned her head to look. “Oh my god, it’s—”
“Waiting patiently for you to gather your strength before I use up the last of it.”
“Do you want me to, um, clean up? Before round two?”
“Why would I want that? It’ll slide in that much easier now. Besides, I like the idea of pushing my cum deeper into you.” I glanced to the other side of the room. If we were on that side of the border…
Mine.
“Can I sit on it while I catch my breath?”
“It’s yours to sit on whenever you’d like.” I bent my knees so she had something to recline against.
“Alright.” She rose to kneel, a little wobbly while kicking a leg over me to straddle my lap. Her thighs shook as she hovered, so I used my lower hands to hold her hips above my cocks.
“I’m gonna lower you now.” I positioned my tip at her entrance with an upper arm and slowly began to sink into her. “Look how well it fits into you now. Your body decided it could handle monster cock with a little practice.”
If her pussy became more accommodating once relaxed, that opened some options for us in the future. But for now, I was enthralled as a mixture of our essences helped me slide in smoothly. She let out a little moan and touched her clit, rubbing two fingers in circles as she watched her body take me.
“Do you want me to play with that while you recover?” I asked.
“Mhm.” She removed her hand so that pretty pink button was available to me.
Not long after I started touching her, she began to roll her hips gently.
Maybe signaling she was ready to get going again.
But I waited, listening to the rain on the roof and watching reverently as my goddess rode my cock.
I’d never felt closer to a greater power.
The lanternlight silhouetted her body, a faint glow catching the small hairs of her body, creating a halo of radiance. She was everything holy in the world.
“Will you take me like you did before, Theo?”
“Did you like that, darling?”
“It was incredible.”
“Well then…” I rolled us over so she was under me again. “Hold tight, Little Goddess.”
My hands gripped her curves, pulled fistfuls of her hair, held her legs around my waist as I pumped into her.
We were a tangle of limbs and fluids. I wasn’t sure where my body stopped and hers began.
She bit into my shoulder to muffle her cries as she came, and I tilted my head into hers affectionately.
Bitey, feisty, noisy little thing. And I cherished her so much for it.
Her spirit was vast and unbridled. That liveliness was everything I needed; someone to crawl into the pit of nothingness with me and decorate the walls with vibrant colors.
The torrent of rain drowned out her weakening moans. Her jaw unclenched from my shoulder. She nestled her warm face into the crook of my neck and sighed contently. This time, as the contracting of her pussy subsided, it didn’t begin tensing for another climb towards ecstasy.
I’d wrung every drop of energy from her like a good Quadmos male.
“Viv, darling, I’m about to come again, alright? And then you get to go to sleep.”
She hummed sleepily. “Please.” Her arms wrapped around my neck as she nestled herself within my hold.
As I cradled her against my body, a wave of every emotion I’d repressed over the last decade crashed through me.
The grief. The rage. The hunger. The thirst. The desire.
It was all hers to hold. All those feelings, needs, and yearnings set my soul ablaze.
My blood pounded in my ears, reminding me I was alive.
This was a rapture. At the center of the fallout was this beautiful life force with red hair and pale blue eyes, telling me that I was allowed to feel.
Overwhelmed and crumbling to pieces, I roared along with a crack of thunder as my body released into hers. My heart was bursting, and I clung onto her for dear life as I came undone.
I tumbled to the side, keeping her clutched to my chest, this time I held her thighs tightly around my hips so I didn’t slip out. I needed to feel this close forever.
Vivian lay splayed across my chest, humming contently with her eyes closed. Ruined and lovely. I reached over the edge of the bed until my hands found a fallen fur to spread over us.
Swaddled with all four arms wrapped around her, adoration filled my chest. I stared at the top of her head as my lids got heavy.
We fell asleep as one.