Chapter 3 #2
Just as I thought, the tattoos on his arms and neck travel lower, filling his chest and thighs so much that only a few glimpses of his tan complexion can be seen.
Even his cock has a vine of thorns wrapped around it, tattooed in red and black ink.
His very big, very thick cock. Oh, God, this is going to hurt, isn’t it?
My thighs are slick as his fingers find their way between them, immediately circling my clit and causing my hips to buck from the mattress.
“Fuck, Atlas. You’re being such a tease right now.”
He chuckles, the sound turning me on even more as he slides one thick finger inside of me. “I want you soaked for me, Reginetta. I want you dripping down my hand and staining my bed so I can look at this spot after you leave and remember every little moan you made from my touch.”
He kisses my mouth one more time, slipping his tongue between my lips for a quick moment before trailing his own down my neck.
His fingers pick up the pace, one more joining the first as his mouth makes a trail of kisses down my chest. He sucks a nipple into his mouth, nipping his teeth at the hard bud before moving over to the next one and doing the same thing.
My arms come to cover my stomach as his kisses travel further down, my self-consciousness getting the best of me even in the throes of passion.
His growl vibrates through my abdomen as he leans up and uses his free hand to move my arms, keeping his fingers moving in and out of my pussy at a constant pace.
His fingers rub at my internal walls, making me moan and grab at the sheets.
“That’s it. Do not move your hands from there, especially to cover any inch of your body. I will do as God intended and worship the goddess in front of me with every tool at my disposal. It would be sacrilegious to make me stop.”
I can’t do anything but nod as he continues to make his way down my stomach and in between my thighs, his fingers moving just enough to make room for his mouth to suction around my clit.
“Oh, fuck!” My back arches as his fingers speed up, keeping pace with his tongue as he flicks it across my clit a few times before going back to sucking it between his teeth.
My fingers grasp a hold of the sheets, staying exactly where he told me to keep them, as his fingers curl inside of me one last time.
My orgasm shoots through me, my scream echoing around the loft as Atlas groans from between my thighs.
When he comes up, I see the evidence of my orgasm coated on his smile.
He licks his lips before climbing back up my body, kissing me and making me moan into his mouth as my taste mixes with the taste of his lips.
“I need you, Atlas. Please.”
He groans, leaning his head down to rest against mine. “Fuck, Eve, I’m not going to last long if you start begging for me.”
“Fuck me, Atlas. Please, fuck me. I need to feel your cock filling me up and – “
His moans mix with my screams as his cock slides inside of me and bottoms out. My eyes squeeze shut at the sting of pain that comes with my first time, but the pleasure of being so full of Atlas takes over until the pain is pushed all the way to the back of my mind.
His breathing is labored as he looks down at me, “Are you okay, Reginetta? Did I hurt you?”
I shake my head, tilting my hips to urge him further. “I just need you to move.”
He smiles, his hips moving in and out of me lazily as he leans down to kiss me. His back straightens as he sits up to look between us at where his cock is sliding inside of me. “Fuck, seeing my cock coated in your blood has to be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
He continues to watch for a minute, and a second orgasm begins to build. His hands travel down my thighs and raises them up, bringing them to rest on his shoulders until my pussy feels like it’s squeezing his cock even tighter.
He reaches down, grabbing my hands and bringing them up above my head as he laces our fingers together. His thrusts speed up, his cock hitting new places inside of me, pushing me closer and closer to falling off the cliff for a second time tonight.
His head leans back to the ceiling as he moans out my name. “Sono bagnato nel sangue di una dea.” He looks back down at me, his eyes wild with the same darkness I fell in love with. “You need more, don’t you, Reginetta?”
I nod and feel him release one of my hands, his own coming down to wrap around my throat, his scars making a collar around my neck.
His grip tightens just enough to make the edges of my vision cloudy with shadows, but it’s exactly what I needed.
My orgasm shoots through me, my pussy tightening around him and making him groan out my name as his cum fills me up and begins to leak onto his sheets.
His thrusts slow and he removes his hand, falling to the mattress beside me and wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.
I close my eyes, reveling in the post-orgasmic glow from what has to be the best first-time fuck anyone has every had.
Atlas begins to play with my hair, the curls no doubt frizzy from the sweat and heat we’ve been putting off for the last hour. My hair suddenly drops back down, and I’m rolled over to face the man behind me, his eyes filled with a happiness I haven’t seen from him before.
“Marry me, Evangeline. Be my wife.”