I don’t allow her to recover. I need her too much. I’m back up against her in seconds, spreading her legs apart and positioning myself between her thighs. I push my cock against her entrance and start entering her inch by inch. And this entire time, I look into her eyes.
“You’re so perfect,” I tell her. “Beautiful, tight, so generous. You’re giving me so much. I don’t deserve it, yet look at me, I can’t resist you. I will take anything you give me, anything at all. I will take this pussy if you let me.”
She moans, breathless.
“Yes, take it. Please.”
Her permission unleashes something in me, and I growl as I enter her fully. I feel her clench around me, gripping my cock tight, and I have to fight not to lose control.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I demand, my voice possessive and desperate. “Right now, in this moment, you’re all mine.”
“Yes, Zeth, I’m yours,” she says without hesitation. “Please.”
She wraps her arms and legs around me, pulling me deeper, holding me like she’ll never let go, and I start fucking her faster and harder. The bed rocks, but I’m careful not to hurt her, keeping my strength in check even though everything in me wants to let go.
I grip her leg and push it up, bending it at the knee, and the new angle lets me drive deeper inside her. I hit spots that make her gasp and cry out, and I squeeze her thigh too hard for a second before I catch myself and ease up. I have to remind myself constantly that she’s human and I could break her if I lose control. If I hurt her, even accidentally, that will be the end of me. I won’t be able to live with myself.
Wren starts arching and mewling under me, moaning and whispering my name like a mantra.
I arch my back so I can take her breast into my mouth, and I widen my jaw, using my adaptive biology to suck the entire breast at once, surrounding it with my mouth. She screams at the sensation, and I feel her tightening around me, her pussy clenching rhythmically.
When she comes, her whole body convulses, and she screams my name, nails digging into my back. Her pussy starts milkingme, and I can’t hold back. I spill my dark seed inside her with a roar, throbbing and twitching, each pulse sending more cum deep into her womb. She milks me to the last drop.
I don’t want to move, I don’t want to pull out, so I cage her with my body, arms on either side of her head. She relaxes under me, body going limp, and looks at me with hooded eyes, completely satisfied.
She smiles at me, but then her smile falters and her eyes widen. I watch the shift as it happens, and it takes me aback. I have no idea what’s going through her mind.
“What have we done? Oh my God, this is bad, so bad.”
She pushes me off her, and I slip out of her and fall onto my back. I watch in confusion as she scrambles to her feet, looking around the room wildly, then down at her legs. My black seed seeps out of her pussy and onto her inner thighs, and there’s so much of it, coating her skin, dripping down her legs. I see her blush at the sight of it.
As far as I’m concerned, I like her this way, but something is clearly going on.
“What’s wrong?” I ask. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know. You said–”
She shakes her head and presses her hands to her eyes.
“No, it’s fine. It will be fine. It’s just that you came inside me, and I’m not on the pill. But it’s okay, I’ll just find a drugstore and buy the morning after pill.”
“Oh,” I say weakly. “I’m sorry.”
I’m horrified because I didn’t think about it at all, I just let myself be carried away by the intensity of the moment. Now I regret it because I know it’s a big deal. Had she stopped me, I would’ve listened and not finished inside her, but she didn’t know to stop me because I didn’t warn her.
I get up from the bed, feeling wretched, and walk to the window. I steal a glance outside through the heavy curtains, andwe’re on a higher floor, so no one can see me. I need to look at something other than her panicked face.
“I fucked up,” I whisper.
Wren steps closer to me and hugs me from behind, her arms wrapping around my waist, cheek pressed to my back.
“No, it’s okay. I should’ve thought about it, but I got carried away. This isn’t on you, it’s on both of us. And for the record, I don’t regret it.”
“You don’t?”
“No. That was hot.” She kisses my shoulder blade. “I’ll wash quickly, then go to the drugstore.”
I nod, unable to say anything else. After another moment, I hear her moving into the bathroom, then the shower starts running. I space out, staring at the city below.
It’s hard for me to believe that seeing that woman tonight rendered me useless and turned me into a liability to Wren and the mission. Instead of being there for Wren, she’d had to be there for me, hold me together, comfort me, and reassure me. I’m a fuck-up in every possible way.
