Her hips pulsed up and down and I followed them, as her thighs shook, and her greedy pussy pulsed—and that was it for me.
I dropped my hands to undo my belt for the second time that evening, freeing myself quickly, and hauled her to the edge of the bench so that I could pick her up and set her down around me. The head of my cock slipped against her twice as I moved her mostly limp form until I found the right spot and slid it in.
I gasped, as her knees tensed around me, and she moaned.
“I should’ve asked,” I only half-apologized, my mouth at her ear.
“Fuck asking,” she said, panting against my neck, and grinding herself against me.
“God.” It was my turn to growl, picking her up fractionally and dropping her. She grunted softly as I bottomed out inside her.
“You feel good,” she said, like it was a complaint. “All over again.”
“I know. But it’s you,” I told her. “All you.” My hands tightened their grasp. “Hold on,” I warned her, and rocked against her.
She kept her arms wrapped around my neck, but threw her head back and rolled her eyes. “Yes—more of that, Nex. More of that—please,” she whined, and then she held tighter with one arm, and let the other go, so she could touch herself with her free hand.
“Good—yeah,” I agreed with her decision, licking a stripe up the side of her face, before catching her mouth with my own. I stumbled us toward something that could help me hold her,until her back was against the glass door of her cage, and I shifted my grip, running my arms underneath her knees.
Then she was trapped—and all mine. I made an all-too-human sound as I thrust up and in, and found her open and waiting for me. She started breathing against my neck in short bursts as I pinned her against the glass, rising and falling, taking what I needed, feeling unholy.
“You good?” I managed to ask between thrusts, as I kept coming closer, moving less, needing her more.
Her pupils were wide, and she was nearly motionless in my arms, overwhelmed by the moment, but her attitude still sparked.
“Can’t you tell?” she teased breathlessly.
I speared her, and kept myself close, pressing all of me against her. “Not supposed to listen to your body. I’m supposed to ask,” I reminded her—then kissed her savagely, while keeping her pinned. Her mouth moaned into mine, and her hips started to grind against me—her lubrication, pelvic engagement, and vocal escalation—her compliance exceeded every parameter. “But if you can’t tell me...you’re clenching 38% above baseline,” I whispered into her ear, grinding her hard, trapping her hand between us, as she whined and nodded, finally lost for words. “Your heart rate’s 131 and you’re barely breathing.”
She went still and tensed against me.
“Your body says you need to come.”
The nails of her free hand clawed my neck.
“Nex!” she gasped, and then she was, her body working against mine, her pussy grabbing as her hips bucked forward—andmybody knew what to do. I thrust into her wildly, groaning at the friction, gritting my teeth, trying to make it last as long as she did, until I couldn’t take it anymore and came with a shout.
“Sirena!” I cried out, bucking my hips up and into hers, my balls pulsing, giving her another reproductive load. I made moresounds without words as I felt her receiving me, her slick, hot cunt pulling me in. “Sirena.” I growled against her, kissing her neck, our bodies still rocking in time. “I love you,” I whispered. “One hundred percent—no—one million percent.”
Her blue eyes batted up at me, as she regained some strength. “Are you just making up numbers now?” she said, her lips pulling into a grin.
“Yes,” I confessed.
“Well, I’m about to blow your mind,” she said, giving me a final squeeze. “Because I love you to infinity.”
49 /SIRENA
I watchedNex’s mind briefly stutter as he tried to do the math—and then his surprise turned into sheer delight.
“Is that true?” he asked as I squirmed, and he carefully set me down.
It was a good thing there was a wall behind me—and he was still nearby—because blood was rushing everywhere, and I was dizzy and?—
“Yes,” I told him, leaning up for a gentle kiss.
“Infinity,” he whispered to himself, clearly charmed—then he regrouped. “And I love you that much as well.”
I laughed. “Then I love you that, plus one.”
