I kissed them because I had to. Sucked first one, then the other nipple deep into my mouth. Tasted the peaked nipples, rolled my tongue over and around them, again and again. Pulled as much of the soft mound as I could into my mouth as she guided me, her hands tight fists in my hair.
Still feasting, I pulled her short pants over her hips, down to her feet. Small undergarments remained. I quickly rid her of those as well. Mouth still locked over one breast, I lifted one ankle free of the clothing and set her foot father away from her body. Legs spread open.
I filled my left hand with the softness of her ass. My right I slid from ankle to calf. Calf to back of her knee. Knee to outer thigh. She was small. I had no trouble sliding my hand over her hip, down her soft bottom to the opening between her legs.
I tilted her hips with my left hand, slipped a finger from my right deep into her pussy.
“Velik!” My name exploded from her lips. I smiled around the mouthful of soft breast, popped the nipple free and clamped down on the opposite side as I fucked her with my finger.
One finger. Wet. Deep.
Two.
She went wild when I pulled back on her nipples, as much of her soft mound inside my mouth as I could get. I sucked on her entire breast. Pulled it inside me. Deep. Throat deep.
Moved my fingers in. Out. Wiggled them until she moaned. Slipped my fingertips around and around the sensitive opening until she shuddered, her knees giving way.
Of course I caught her. Held her. She was mine.
Her hands fluttered as if she fought for control. She moved them to my shoulders, her fingernails clawing at my skin like a wild cat’s.
I pushed deeper into her core, rubbed the tip of her womb with my fingertip, my mouth a hungry, pulsing beast feasting on her breast.
Her release came hard and fast, her pussy clamped down on my fingers. Her nails dug into my shoulders, locking me in place. I growled, unable to contain my joy. She wouldn’t let us go. Finally, I was home.
Head thrown back, she let out a keening cry I’d never heard before, but would make sure I fucking heard again, every day for the rest of my life.
The beast, I realized, had been letting me play, afraid that if he tried to take her, as he had before, she would refuse him. Us.
Now she was ours. Mindless. Needy.
The beast stood, lifting her easily. She clung to the beast, her pussy pulsing with aftershocks, her body soft and yielding.
Three steps and her back was to the wall. The beast took over completely. Torso holding her in place, he lifted both of her hands over her head and wrapped one of his own around her wrists, locking them in place.
Lifted her hips. Thrust slow. Deep.
Fuuuuck.
Her tight pussy stretched around my cock. Squeezed. So fucking hot. Wet. Tight.
The keening cry I was already addicted to left her throat again. Her pussy pulsed around my cock, her orgasm clamped down on me like a fist. Opened. Closed. Pulsed around me. Tighter. Wetter.
I pushed deeper. Pulled out. Drove her mad. Each time her spasms slowed, I fucked harder. Shifted. Sent her to the brink again. And again.
When she was wrung out, sweaty, sobbing, I stopped moving. Cock buried balls deep, I held utterly, completely still. One. Thing. One, would push me over. Make me come.
I didn’t want this to be over. Ever.
“Velik.” My name was a plea on her lips. For mercy? For more? Didn’t matter. She said my name. Mine.
My orgasm rolled through me, savage and painful. Bliss and agony. I buried my face against her flesh as my seed pumped into her body. Filled her. Marked her. Claimed her. She was mine. Fucking mine. I would kill anyone who tried to separate us again.
I stood still for long moments after it was over. Connected. One. I couldn’t give her an inch of space. Not yet.
I released her wrists. She lowered her hands to my head, wrapped her arms around me and shuddered. Skin to skin. I cradled her to me.
She sobbed.
