Chapter 12 A Storm in Paradise #2
That’s when he smirked, and with a growl, stripped the furs off of them to reveal their nakedness.
She gaped again for rising between his thighs and almost hitting his mid chest was a throbbing column of flesh.
Shifting gold glyphs covered the tight, honey gold skin, and it was crowned with an onyx jeweled stud.
Can you handle it, salkia? he growled into her mind, cupping her face to tilt her dilated gaze away from his cock.
Her breasts rose and fell as her lips fell apart. ‘I want to, so bad.’
She clenched her upper legs as ripples of desire surged over her.
I’ll be gentle, beautiful. I’ll ready you for it.
Please.
With a groan, he threw her onto her back.
His stunning body moved with lithe grace as he suckled, licked, and nipped her skin, from her tits to her waist.
He sank his tongue into her belly button, licking and laving as he gripped her trembling thighs.
He parted them and, with a wicked glance at her, dove to claim her pussy.
‘Idan!’ she gasped as his scorching mouth and tongue went wild between her thighs, whipping her folds.
Her clit was so hard it extended from the hood of her lips, and he sucked on it with abandon.
She thrusted and mewled into his masterful flicks and suckles.
His fingers slid under his laving mouth to slide inside her.
She bucked as he fokked her with his digits.
She whimpered, clutching the furs underneath her as she launched her hips into his face, lost in the flaming supremacy of his lips, hands, and fingers.
‘I’m cumming,’ she breathed as bliss slammed into her in wave after wave of wanton pleasure.
With a muffled scream, she thrashed her way through a wild orgasm, the euphoria so incandescent, her every nerve point almost exploded.
Idan growled as he moved his mouth up her body, never lifting off.
His fingers slicked in and out of her as she came down, kissing her, sharing her essence with her.
She trailed her touch down his arm. Then up again as her fists sank into his hair.
His dark tresses glided over her as she clung to him, throwing her thigh around his waist in rapture.
Her hands traveled lower to stroke the thick column of pulsing flesh.
He spurted, gold and white cum from his onyx tip, and she shook through another mini orgasm.
‘So hot.’
Unable to help herself, she knifed up, she bent over him, and took him in her mouth.
He groaned, bucking into her, cradling her curly waves as he threw back his head in abandon.
Fokk, salkia, I won’t hold on for long.
He let her lick his cockhead for a few more moments, and she moaned. Her tongue licked the throbbing cockhead, loving the smoky, salty flavor of his spurting desire until he pulled away.
‘Selenka sama se,’ he growled out loud. ‘Your lips are heaven, but I want to come inside you.’
He rolled out of the bed and, standing tall, reached for her.
She leaped into his arms, thighs wrapping his midsection as he wrapped himself around her.
Their lips fell on each other as he slid one palm under her ass, lifting her.
She was not a slight woman, and his sheer strength had her gasping.
He smirked as he grabbed behind her and eased the tip of his cock past her pussy lips and dipped it inside her.
Sheba gasped.
Ko’sawa?
She nodded.
He tipped his waist some more, both hands palming her derriere, easing her down over his pulsing, thick shaft.
Gods alive, he groaned as she sank onto him.
She moaned as she bottomed, her thighs canting higher to allow his entirety to slide into her wetness.
She threw her head back with a long moan.
‘Fokk, this is paradise,’ she whispered, stretched so wide by his scorching girth.
Then he began to rock her on his cock, gripping her behind and pulling her up and down, while he thrust into her.
Every so often, his onyx-crowned cockhead eased out to lash her clit before sinking back into her.
Sini sia sosai sariyata, he grunted into her mind. You are so freakin beautiful, my forever queen.
The obsidian stone of his cockhead thrummed with spectral power, vibrating against her hood and pussy lips, driving her even wilder with need.
She arched her spine, not sure how much more she could take. Even as his lips worked their way down her nape and tits to capture a nipple, suckling on it.
Her wetness dripped as his thrusts increased in pace. She braced herself, clutching at his shoulders and arms, gliding her other hand into the long fall of hair undulating above her.
Their union became a white-hot incandescence that surged until Sheba lost all sense of where she ended and he began.
Her joy and bliss ratcheted even as she sensed a tether form between them.
It appeared as a strand of golden spectral energy that wound its way into the fabric of her soul, anchoring her to the man working his hips into her.
With a growl, Idan moved back to the edge of the bed and mounted her.
She widened her legs as far as she could, losing herself in the wildness and lust of their lovemaking. He groaned, pumping in and out of her, his breath a harsh rhythm of inhalation as he caged her in his arms.
Without warning, her third orgasm hit hard, in a tsunami of bliss.
She almost lost consciousness as she gave in to the tempest, her pussy rippling around Idan’s endowed cock, even as she called out his name.
He followed soon after, his entire length shuddering over her.
‘Foooooookkkkk woman,’ he intoned out loud, spraying white hot cum deep inside her as he bucked through his ecstasy.
She cried out when he pulled out moments later and slid to her side.
With a smirk, his mouth fell on hers, and his fingers worked her hood and clit as she writhed through even more bliss, clutching onto him.
Many minutes later, they ended up facing each other on the furs, hands gliding over sweat-damp skin, limbs entwined, kissing and nuzzling.
An same su saljanna. You are paradise found, beautiful. Woman, I might be a deity, but I ain’t no angel, and hell, you make me want sin over and over again.
His raw timbred Sacran words sent shivers down Sheba’s spine as the fire in the hearth collapsed into a glowing heap of orange embers, casting a dim, bruised light across the cabin, turning the shadows into velvet.
In time, his eyes fluttered shut, and a profound stillness settled over her.
All the sorrow, all her fears and worries had been worth it, she mused, if all her heartache led to this moment, to him.
She trailed a hand over the sculpted elegance of Idan’s face, as her past pain ebbed away, replaced by a quiet, enduring peace.
One that was cauterizing the wounds in her soul, leaving a sanctuary where the salt of anguish once burned.