I wrap my lips around the tip, swirling my tongue over the sensitive head, savoring the sticky bead of precum that leaks from him as his hands fist in the sheets. He is huge, stretching my mouth as I take him deeper, sucking with a rhythm that has him cursing under his breath.
His hips buck slightly despite his efforts to stay still. I love this, the power of reducing a man like Adrik to trembling edges, the way his fingers tangle in my hair not to control but to hold on as I bob my head, hollowing my cheeks and taking him as far as I can.
He growls my name, his voice rough and desperate, and it spurs me on, my hand stroking what my mouth can’t reach, twisting and pumping until he is panting. His thighs tense and quiver under my touch. But I don’t let him finish, not yet, pulling back with a wet pop and leaning back on my knees, I reposition myself over him.
His eyes darken with raw possession as I straddle him, guiding his cock to my entrance. I sink down slowly, inch by inch, until he fills me completely. The stretch is exquisite, a burn that borders on pain but melts into pleasure as I rock my hips, setting the pace, riding him with deliberate rolls that grind my clit against his base.
He grips my hips, but I move his hands to my tits, encouraging him to squeeze and play with my nipples as I move faster, harder, chasing the building heat.
"I want this," I moan, my voice breathy and bold. "I want you to fill me, Adrik. Breed me. Fill me with your cum and put your baby inside me." The words tumble out, shocking even me, but they feel right, primal, igniting something wild in both of us as his eyes widen and then blaze with unbridled need.
I ride him relentlessly now, my nails digging into his scarred chest as I bounce on his cock, feeling him hit that perfect spot deep inside with every roll of my hips. Sweat slicks our skin, and his groans mix with my moans, the room filled with the slick sounds of our bodies joining.
The breeding fantasy consumes me, the thought of him spilling into me, claiming me in the most permanent way, pushing me closer to the edge.
"Do it," I demand, releasing his hands so he can grip my hips, helping me slam down harder. "Come inside me, claim me." He thrusts up to meet me, his control shattering, and when I clench around him, my orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave, ripping a scream from my throat as pleasure explodes through every nerve.
He follows seconds later, roaring my name as he pulses inside me, hot cum filling me completely.
“Don’t move,” he grunts as he shakes with aftershocks. He moves us fluidly until he is on top, his cock twitching against my pussy walls.
Adrik
Her thighs soft around my hips as the last shivers of her orgasm settle. I’m still inside her, still half-hard, still fighting the urge to flip her onto her stomach and take her again. But she isn’t pulling away. She isn’t flinching. She isn’t hiding behind the fear that ruled her life before tonight.
She’s resting beneath me like she belongs here warming my cock and filled with my cum.
And something ancient and territorial inside me tightens around that truth like a fist.
I stroke a slow line down her cheek, fingers tracing the curve of her face until she sighs, small and soft, and that sound… fuck.
For a long moment I just breathe her in, letting the calm wash through me in a way I’ve never experienced.
“Adrik,” she whispers, we should probably move. It’s morning.
I cup her jaw, gently turning her face toward mine. “I don’t think I can end this yet.”
A shaky breath leaves her, but her body responds, even though it’s weak and quivering.
“When you let me inside you,” I murmur, sliding my hand down over her luscious tit as I brace myself on my forearm, “The thought of you round with my baby, our baby, just about knocked the control out of me.”
Her cheeks flush, her fingers curling against my skin like she doesn’t know what to do with the heat rising between us again.
“You chose me while you were riding my cock like a goddess.” I suck her nipple into my mouth and she shudders. “You want my cock filling you night and day.” I suck her other nipple, running my tongue around it in circles. “I don’t have much left inside me, but I want you to have it anyway.”
I drop my finger to her pussy, and begin to feverishly work her clit. “I know if you come on my cock again, it will drag it out of me.” I’m already breathless, and the words come out like the desperate pant of a drowning man.
She moans, long and drawn out as my fingers make tight circles and my tongue flickers over her nipple.
“Please, Adrik, I can’t.”
My cock throbs.
“You can and you will. You will come on my cock and milk it dry.”
The next sound she makes tells me she is close. It’s somewhere between a whimper and a squeal, and my balls spasm almost painfully as if objecting to the onslaught of the demand to come again.
“Fuck,” I grunt as I spill inside her one final time. I graze her nipple with my teeth and she flies over the edge with me. Both orgasms weak and tired. Both of us knowing exactly who our bodies belong to now.
