Chapter 13 #5
Her soft palm wrapping around me, she slowly pumps my cock up and down, and the tightness of her hold tests my self-control like nothing else. Each glide of her hand only makes me harder, and I resist the urge to flip her over and take her right now. My wife wishes to play and explore.
Whatever Diana wants, she gets.
Rolling her tongue out, she glides it from my base to the tip, nibbling on the head a little before trapping it between her lips and sucking on it, sending fire in every cell in my body that wishes to own her all the time.
“Careful,” I warn her when she opens her mouth wide and takes me in as deep as she can.
She chokes a little, and tears fill her eyes.
She moves back, breathing through her nose while I thread my fingers in her hair once more for a better grip, tilting her head to an angle where she won’t hurt herself.
“My eager overachiever,” I tease while the heat of her mouth makes me almost spill inside it.
Her touch is all I need to experience pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
Her eyes narrow, and her nails rake the skin of my stomach, causing my dick to jerk, so I push farther in her throat, and she moans around me.
Sliding lower only to move back up until she nibbles on the tip again, whispering, “Remember what you promised me last night?” She traces the vein with her tongue, adding to the sensual electric volts rushing through me. “That next time…”
“Yes,” I cup her neck and tip her chin upward when she opens her mouth wide, moaning at my words and swallowing as much of my length while I push forward, my hold on her tightening.
Her palm wraps around the base of my dick and moves in rhythm with her tongue, each touch designed to drive me insane as she sucks me deep, urging me to fuck her mouth, but I control the pace, refusing to be so rough with her during her first time.
The wet heat and her silky hair tickling my stomach shoot desire straight to my balls and threaten my self-control.
Only my wife has such power in this world, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
She’s mine, so it’s only fair that I’m hers.
“Good girl,” I praise her when I thrust farther still.
Diana breathes through her nose and glides her wet palm up and down, precum leaking more into her tongue that she welcomes with a moan.
“Enjoy having such power over your husband, darling?” I ask, yanking at her hair until she shifts back and sucks on the tip before drawing me in again, sucking me off so good I need to prolong it, yet I can’t do it.
I won’t be coming in my wife’s mouth tonight.
“Next time, darling. Next time, I’ll let you play with it for as long as you want.
” She whimpers at this, placing her palm on my stomach and continuing to bathe me with attention.
“Enough, Wife,” I order, pulling at her hair and slowly tilting her head back until my dick slips out and saliva drips down her chin.
Her lust-filled gaze makes me almost come right there and then.
If artists wanted a human representation of a woman consumed with desire, they wouldn’t need to look any further, and the thought awakens the monster within me who’d never allow such a thing.
She’s for my pleasure alone, and no other man will ever see her like that. I’d have to remove their eyes if they do.
Giving me one last long lick, she sits up, her full lips red and puffy as she presses her heat into my thighs, seeking the relief only her husband can give her.
Rubbing her sides with the backs of my hands, I watch goose bumps break across her flawless skin as she trembles lightly above me, her raspy breath filling the space and speaking to the primal part of me.
This beautiful woman is mine.
Not sure why destiny decided to reward me with an angel straight from heaven whose wings I’d have to clip at some point, but I won’t question it.
She’s my reward and salvation for everything life has stolen from me, and while my darkness might be hideous to her…it will always protect her.
She shifts restlessly on top of me, her wet pussy gliding over my stomach, curious and hungry for the things she doesn’t know how to ask for yet craves desperately.
“What is it, darling?” I grip her ass and earn myself a groan, her palms falling on my chest where she digs her nails into my pecs, making me hiss.
“What do you need?” She bites on her lip, her knees dipping into the mattress as she shifts again, not quite sure what to do besides rub herself all over my cock that’s leaking, desperate to own her.
“Claimed me with that pretty throat of yours, and now you want to ride me, darling?” She cuts her nails deeper into me, jolting at the suggestion, and I smile.
My hands resume their journey up her stomach until I reach the underside of her breasts and knead them hard, pressing my thumbs on her nipples and pinching them, forcing her to sit up a little.
Her pussy hovers right above the tip. I tap her clit, and she moans.
“Orion, stop this,” she whispers on a whimper when I wrap my hand around her throat, bringing her closer to me, and kiss her.
We share our combined tastes, and both groan into the embrace.
Tearing my mouth away, I bite on her lower lip and pull it before licking the flesh.
Diana swallows and shifts again, her eyes glazed with both need and confusion.
“Poor little thing. You want it but don’t know how to ask for it, is that it?” I grab her hips again, tightening my hold on her, and ask over her loud pant, “Do you need help with riding your husband, Wife?”
“Yes, yes, please.”
She cries out when I lift her hips and slowly push her down on me, entering the tightest heat I’ve ever known. Her pussy stretches around my length as she settles, her eyes widening. She fits me like a glove.
“I feel so full,” she says, adjusting to me.
Pressing my head against the mattresses, I hold her stare and lift her until I’m fully out of her, before thrusting forward again.
The feeling of my bare dick against her slippery heat increases the desire polluting my veins, and my fingers sink more harshly into her hips, and she moans.
She places her hands behind her on my thighs, widening her bent knees, and moves in tandem with my movements, rising up and down agonizingly slowly so we both feel each glide and fire electrifying everything around us.
“Look what a good girl you are, darling.” She grows wetter at my words, and this time, I push her hard against me, making her gasp.
My muscles go rigid, all the blood rushing to my cock, and her pulsing heat around me intensifies. Diana continues to seek what she seems to crave so much. Then she groans in frustration, her tentative and slow pace doing little to soothe the ache.
“No, no,” she puffs when I flip us over so she’s on her back, moaning when I lower myself between her spread thighs. I prop one of her legs over my hip and drive into her, the mattress shifting from the force.
She arches her neck, pushing out her breasts in my direction, and I trap the nipple between my lips, flicking and licking all around it while thrusting into her. Her pussy tightens around me while she claws my back.
“Orion, you have to…”
I chuckle and let go of her nipple with a loud pop before biting on her neck. “Do I really, darling?” She claws at my back harder, for sure leaving several marks on my skin which I would wear proudly.
Never liked going shirtless because people would stare at my scars, but now I can’t fucking wait to show off her ownership all over me.
Let the whole world know that Orion Wright is obsessed with his wife. My wife, who seems to be equally obsessed with me.
“Darling, please. I’m burning.”
Gliding my mouth upward, I catch her mouth in a kiss as I speed up my pace, pressing deeper inside her, sweat dripping down my skin. The air grows thick, and our scents permeate it, intensifying the madness enveloping us both.
Sex was something I indulged in when I needed release, a mutual exchange where I knew my feelings were never involved, and I’ve never slept with anyone more than once.
All the encounters were quick and impersonal, and I could never truly relax, always staying aloof.
I was respectful toward all the women I’ve been with, even though I knew they agreed to it only to get something in return.
Sharing this with Diana, though?
It’s like being a virgin all over again because it’s never been this good, this intense, and the act in itself means so much that my heart squeezes inside my chest with weird emotions I can’t understand or wish to examine.
She laces her fingers in my hair as I continue to kiss her, then sways her hips upward, meeting my thrusts with her own powerful pounds until she spasms around me, coating me in wetness.
She rips her mouth away from my lips, gulping for air as her pussy clenches all around me, her skin flushing red when she finally reaches her peak.
Whimpering and moaning, she wraps her legs around my waist as I place my elbows on either side of her head. I thrust into her over and over again as the tingling at the base of my spine starts, her pussy clamping around me. The pressure becomes too much, and I spill inside her with a loud grunt.
Dropping on top of Diana gently, I allow her to hug me, our heartbeats thumping wildly against each other’s as we catch our breaths. At this moment, I wish to remain indefinitely inside my wife and never let her go, so nothing and no one could take her away.
However, if Diana herself ever learns the truth, she’ll want to leave me.
And that’s when she’ll learn that just like my namesake, I’m an excellent hunter, and she’ll never get away.