14. Hannah #2
His middle finger dipped between my lips, finding me soaking wet. He let out a low growl and I peeked at him to see him licking my juices off his finger. The sight of it did me in, my mouth dropping. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t do anything. I tilted my head to the side and licked the skin of my arm.
He tilted my face toward him and thrust his tongue into my mouth. His fingers returned to my pussy, and he began to stroke the length of my opening while kissing me deeply and passionately.
Two fingers found my clit, tapping it gently. I groaned against his mouth. My nipples so tight they hurt. I pushed against his hold, unable to stay still.
His tongue filled my mouth as his fingers began to circle on my clit. I was completely overwhelmed by him. His dominance taking over all my senses.
His huge fingers found exactly the right pressure and rhythm to build me up. They twirled on my clit, moving fast, and then slow, firm and then soft. I panted, his tongue dominating my mouth until all I could do was take it.
The pleasure was coiling deep inside me, and I began to move my legs. Brakkus hooked his leg over mine, holding them down and wide open.
I couldn’t get away from the weight of him on me as he circled his fingers on my clit.
I was contained and overcome. Then the dam burst. I came so hard my brain exploded.
It was like something that had been caged deep inside me finally broke free.
I groaned loudly against his tongue. My pussy throbbing and clenching.
He released my mouth and kissed my forehead, his fingers pressing gently on my clit as the shock waves subsided.
“Oh fuck. Oh my God. Brakkus,” I whined, lifting my head off the pillow.
“Shhh… just feel it.”
I gasped and moaned, my mind searching for something to grasp. Something to do with my hands, body, and mind. But I couldn’t. There was nothing I could do.
He kept me held down as the orgasm subsided. I was still breathing heavily as he caressed my body and kissed my cheeks.
“That was the best orgasm I’ve had in…”
I didn’t finish the statement. Not even my vibrator brought me that much intensity. I pushed against his grip around my wrists, but he didn’t let me go.
“I’m not done with you, sweet little human. I need to taste that delicious pussy.”
He kissed his way down my body, his mouth on my stomach. He released my hands to part my hips wider, kissing the inside of my thighs.
I reached down for him, moving frantically to feel him. To touch him. To give him something. He looked up at me. His dark eyes catching the lamplight. He took my hands in his again and pinned them against the bed on either side of my hips.
“You don’t know how to relax,” he murmured, looking into my eyes.
“I do.”
“No you don’t. Do you want me to help you?”
“I… How?”
He climbed out of the bed and went into the closet. A moment later he came back out with several long black ties. “This will help,” he murmured, tying my hands together and then tying the tie to the headboard.
He then put the second tie around my eyes, fashioning a blindfold. “Brakkus,” I moaned, my legs quivering.
“Be quiet, beautiful. Or I’ll have to put one over your mouth too.”
“Okay,” I gasped, his hand on my breast.
He chuckled, spreading my legs apart with a firm grip. “Now I can eat this pussy without you getting in your own way.”
“Oh God…” I moaned as his lips landed on my wet sex. He had my legs pinned down and wide open.
The flat of his tongue lapped up the length of my pussy.
He then pressed the tip into my entrance.
I quivered against his hold, my pussy still sensitive from the last orgasm.
I was even more pinned down than before.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to thank him or tell him exactly how good it felt.
But he’d told me to stay quiet or he’d gag me.
I didn’t even care if he did. But I didn’t want him to have to get up again, so I stayed quiet.
Brakkus pressed the flat of his tongue to my clit and pressed one of his thick fingers into the entrance of my channel. I groaned at the awareness of it, my mouth dropping.
He pushed in slightly, licked my pussy, and withdrew. He was teasing me, and I couldn’t move or protest. I had to just take it.
He pushed in again, going deeper this time.
I bit my lip and kept myself from speaking.
His tongue waggled on my sensitive clit as his finger pressed deeper inside me, opening my pussy around his thick digit.
Even in human form, Brakkus was a huge man.
His finger was as big as some men’s dicks.
I threw my head back, sucking back my moans as he pushed all the way inside me, dragging over my G-spot.
He pulled back his finger and sucked my clit into his mouth. “Oh fuck,” I moaned.
He chuckled against my clit, pushing his finger inside me again, harder this time.
He sucked my clit and began to pump into my pussy over and over. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moaned.
“Quiet,” he chuckled. “Take it, Hannah. Take it.”
“Oh God.”
He added a second finger, fucking my pussy like it was his cock. He sucked my clit, wiggling it between his lips.
“That’s my good girl,” he said against my pussy.
“Ahhh…” I screamed, my back arching up off the bed as another orgasm tore through me. He held me down, fucking me through it. His lips on my clit, his fingers deep inside me.