Chapter 21 #3
Satisfaction unlike anything rushes through my veins as she’s finally admitting it out loud and it calms my possessive and jealous side, the best in me wishing to reclaim her all over again.
Crooking my finger, I grunt as I take off my pants, and she whimpers once I’m completely naked.
“Come to your man, Lavender. I bet your pussy is dripping, eager to be licked by me.” She gulps and shakes her head.
“No? You prefer for my cock to fuck you hard until you feel every inch of me stretching that tight heat of yours?”
“You make me feel so hot.” Her needy voice almost makes me grab her and throw her on the bed, but I resist, watching her saunter toward me and wrapping her hands around my neck. “It’s like an addiction.”
“Well, I have the cure for it, moy cvetochek.”
She bites on my lower lip until she draws blood, and we both hiss when the taste hits us and she quickly soothes it with a lick.
Before I can catch her her mouth in a kiss, she nudges me so hard, I fall on the bed.
“Careful, baby. I’m starting to enjoy this violent streak of yours.
” Rising to my elbows, I move right in the middle as she gets on the bed, her hand sneaking into her panties, her moan making my cock jerk.
“Are you aching, baby?” She nods. “Then use your fingers. Prepare yourself for this.” I lay on my back and fist my length, stroking it and smearing the precum leaking from the tip as desire darkens her eyes.
A chuckle escapes me. “Want a taste, baby, before you ride it?”
After giving me head a month ago for the first time, she indulged in that activity quite often and I always obliged her desires.
Whatever she wants, she gets, and I’ll get off on it.
Because it doesn’t matter what we are doing as long as I get her.
Besides, what man would refuse head from the woman he adores?
“It’s supposed to be a learning experience, Levi.” She crawls on the bed until she sits over my hips, her hands falling on my chest and her blonde silklike locks tickling my skin. “You’re a bad student.”
“But I’m an excellent teacher,” I growl when she slides back, her ass brushing against my cock when she kisses me hard, our tongues entwining and fighting for dominance that I win the battle of right away.
Her nails cut into my pecs while she rocks a little on my stomach, leaving wet imprints on me while her scent and whimpers urge me to just take what I want.
My hands land on her thighs but she retreats, gliding her mouth from my neck, showering my scars with more attention while blazing heat fuels my veins, burning me with each graze.
“You’re so handsome.” She scrapes her teeth over my six-pack, biting on it before licking the trail toward the V of my hips.
“I can’t believe you’re mine.” Her nails sink into my hips so much, I wonder if she’s going to leave bruises just to stake her ownership.
Any more pressure and she’s going to cut my skin.
I’ll wear all her marks proudly.
“You’re mine. Only mine.”
I resist a smile because in this moment she sounds as possessive and obsessive as me. Which just proves we are the perfect match. “No one else exists for me, Lavender.”
The idea of me noticing another woman is laughable, really. She’s been all I thought about since my eyes landed on her.
She shifts lower, her tight heat brushing over my hard-on, and the breath hitches in her throat, the tip connecting with her clit.
Still, she moves farther back and settles on my knees.
She traces her fingers over my length, her hair almost covering her from my view, so I thread my fingers through them.
I feel her hot breath on me right before she traces the vein underneath with her tongue and sucks on the head, moaning around my length, and the vibration causes my hips to jerk. “Lavender.”
I’m too high-strung for this kind of stimulation tonight but if my woman wants to play, she will play even if it fucking kills me.
I tilt her head back a little when she draws me deeper into her blazing mouth, opening wider around cock, and groan when she slides farther, her hand wrapping around me and moving in sync with her movements.
Each lick and glide driving me further toward the edge and my hold on her intensifies.
I deepen my strokes and she whines when more precum spills into her mouth but then she quickly pulls back, breathing in air.
She kisses the tip, suckling on it before rolling her tongue out and swiping it over me and then trapping me in her warm heat once again.
Her splayed palm on my thigh flexes and I know what she wants, so angling her head some more, I press on her chin so she can open wider around me and breathe through her nose while I start to move deeper.
Slowly, we find the rhythm that allows me to push deeper into her throat. I groan when she starts playing with my balls, while continuing to suck me hard.
My body burns with need, her touches and mouth too tempting to withstand, and yet I do as she enjoys to drive me insane.
She whimpers some more before dragging her mouth back, my cock slipping out with a loud pop, and she sits up, stroking my cock that’s wet from her saliva and my precum, mixing us together.
I see a reflection of my need on her face, her chest rising and falling, and she whimpers, “Levi.”
“You’re done, baby.”
Her laughter turns into a squeal that quickly transforms into a moan when I grab her hips and flip her onto her back, ripping her panties off and nudging her thighs apart as I breathe in her scent, rubbing my face in her wetness.
Sucking me off made her this hot?
She writhes underneath me, her hands fisting the sheets and her feet curling into the mattress when I place my open mouth on her, licking her from bottom to top before rolling my tongue around her clit and sucking on it.
“Yes, please.” She lifts her hips up, only to groan in frustration when I put my forearm on her stomach, keeping her firmly in place as I feast on her and drift my lips over her folds, biting on the delectable flesh and earning myself a long moan.
The sounds she makes, how wet her pussy gets, her flushed skin against me…all these things increase the need and hunger consuming me, urging me to make her burn in the pleasure of my creation so she never thinks there is someone better for her.
She’s mine.
Just the thought of another man wanting moy cvetochek makes me murderous. Her beauty and gorgeous heart belong only to me, and God help anyone who decides to question that fact in the future.
“Let me move,” she begs, and I help her place her foot on my shoulder, allowing for her to grind on my tongue as I stiffen it and drive inside her, her thighs clamping around my head and she gasps, pushing her hips closer to my mouth. “More.”
I smile against her, pulling back and skimming my tongue over her folds, her wetness coating my chin, and I’m ready to devour her.
I want her so far gone for me she won’t think about anything or anyone else, where I’m her only anchor and focus.
I’m possessive even of her anxiety-ridden mind.
Spreading her thighs wider with my shoulders, I enter her again, her pussy sucking me in, the throaty sound she makes letting me know she’s close, and I crave it so fucking bad.
To let her come on my face and watch her lose herself in the pleasure only I can give her, then start my sweet torture all over again.
“Oh, yes.” She twists in my grip, her pussy clamping around me, but I move as she sobs.
“No, no, no. Come back here.” Her hands drift to her core and she glides her palm all over herself, her fingers gliding over her folds as she exposes herself to my view, her clit begging to be kissed. “I need to come, Levi.”
“Do you, moy cvetochek?” I deliver a kiss to her center. “Do you want to ride my tongue until you come?”
Our gazes clash and heat settles on her cheek as she nods. “Yes, yes, please.”
I sit up, gripping my rock-hard erection, and stroke it from base to tip while she sobs. “Or do you prefer for me to fuck you hard and deep until no thought in that pretty head of yours remains?”
“Oh God,” she whispers, fisting the bedsheets so much they crumples. Then she huffs in frustration. “Fuck me, Levi.”
My hands land on either side of her hips as I lean forward, kissing her navel and trailing my mouth upward until our lips are inches apart, and I settle between her spread thighs.
She’s a beauty, moy cvetochek, lying underneath me with her golden locks spread all over my black satin sheets, like a bright light standing out in my darkness, and in this warming me from the inside out, soothing the permanently furious nature demanding violence.
In her presence the monster longs for the acceptance in her gaze as she watches me with her glossy-from-desire-and-lust eyes. Her mouth is red and puffy. She bites on her lower lip and arches her back, placing her splayed palms on my chest and moving them to my neck. “Make me yours, Levi.”
Our mouths join, our tongues meeting with our combined taste, just as I thrust inside her hard, her pussy stretching around me and enveloping me in a tight grip.
Heat surrounds me and I grab her thighs, opening them wider while my fingers dig into her as I slide back only to drive into her again, moving her up the bed, but she doesn't seem to care.
Instead she wraps her legs around me, holding me so close, as if she never wishes to let me go and despises any distance between us, her fingers yanking at my hair every time I sink into her.
We separate for a second, and she presses her head against the pillow as I thrust into her rougher, making her moan.
“Harder, please,” she begs, dragging me back down, and I smile against her mouth before locking us in yet another passionate kiss, but instead of speeding up my pace, my rhythm lowers, each stroke deeper than the previous one while her pussy clenches tighter and tighter around me.
She pulls at my hair and her feet presses into my ass as she starts to move her hips in rhythm with my movements, meeting me stroke for stroke.
All the while Mother Nature rages outside, thunder booming in the sky and rain tapping soundly on the roof, hiding us away from all prying eyes and leaving us alone in this moment that will be forever imprinted in my brain.
Because Lavender truly became mine and chose me out of her own free will. That’s a gift I’ll cherish for the rest of my life.
Her hands slide to my shoulders, her nails raking my skin as she arches into me, and familiar sensations slide down my spine, but I focus on my woman and her pleasure instead.
Gripping her hips hard, I press them into the mattress and start to drive into her harder and faster, swallowing her moans over and over again until she tears her mouth away and cries out, her pussy spasming around my cock.
“Levi,” she says, holding my gaze and hugging me close, our sweat-soaked bodies locked together while I’m still rock hard, thrusting into her, and my balls draw closer as she breathes into my neck. “Let go. Come inside me.”
Our scents mix together and the aching in my heart that cannot be described finally sends me over the edge, and I let go.
I spill inside her, the beast in the me roaring at finally claiming her fully while pleasure spreads all over me, the sensual heat enveloping me whole and racking a tremor through me unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
Lavender is mine.
Darkness and all.
And in this moment, a man who thought he had no soul because he had to give it up in order to get justice for the wrongs done to him weeps.
For if I hadn’t had a soul…would someone like her want me?