“Are you ready?” he asked her, though surely he must have known the answer.
Leola said nothing, for her voice was trapped in her chest. He guided her hands to his body, and she felt the coiled strength of his muscles beneath her palms. She pulled him toward her when he released her wrists, and gripped the solid muscle of his shoulders fiercely.
His eyes were devouring her, holding her prisoner, turning her whole body to liquid. He lowered his body slowly over hers, each inch of his skin hot against hers, intensifying her need for him.
She felt the fat bulb of his cock between her legs, as he guided it to her opening. Her insides spasmed and quivered; she had lost control of herself, and all she could think of was how much she wanted him inside of her.
A sharp pain made her eyes go wide, and a gasp escaped her lips, as he entered her. Her hole stretched, and then seemed to burst open for him. He pushed inside of her, and the pain, like the slap of his hand upon her bottom, faded away in hot waves until it was nothing more than warm ripples.
When at last his pelvis melted into her own and his manhood was deep inside of her, he gathered her hair in hands and pulled her to him, squeezing her until she almost could not breathe for a moment. She was completely full, filled by his hard, pulsing manhood, taken completely by him, and she was one with him as she had wanted to be.
“My Leola,” he breathed, and then he began to move slowly inside of her, each motion of his hips sending a wave of ecstasy through Leola, always building her need to feel him deeper. When at last she reached the highest, most excruciating moment before she came again, Sedrak looked deep into her eyes. “Look at me,” he growled, holding her head between his hands.
The pure pleasure of her release made her eyes water, and then he thrust deep inside of her, and she felt him in the very center of her body. The pressure of his cock inside of her rubbed outward against her clit, even as the weight of his body pressed against it. The pleasure was almost excruciating, always rising higher, like a wave that would never crest. An almost frightening excitement gripped her heart, and she stared into his eyes, her mouth agape in silent awe. She couldn’t move, only receive him, and feel the massage of his cock deep inside of her.
Her eyes closed, for she found the pleasure almost unbearable. “Look at me, my love,” Sedrak growled. His fingers moved to her hair and pulled it tightly in his fist. When she opened her eyes, she saw his love for her burning behind his need and his possession; he clung to her hair tightly and pulled hard, but she barely felt it because she was overwhelmed by the screaming pleasure between her legs.
She clung to him and buried her face in his neck, the musky scent of his body filling her nose, a pleasure layered upon the slick sweaty heat of his heavy body over hers, the pulsing drum of her aching clit, desperate for release, and the hot hardness of his cock, sawing inside of her.
She opened her mouth to say something, but words could not leave her mouth or even form. The wave of pleasure burst suddenly, and her vision blurred as her body jerked and her limbs shook, and she heard herself wailing as though in pain, but all she felt was a height of pleasure she had never imagined. Her flesh squeezed Sedrak’s cock in spasms, each time making her gasp.
Her body seized and went stiff for a moment, and when she opened her eyes she saw that Sedrak was pleased with her, satisfied with what he had done. As her body went limp, he began to take his own pleasure from her. He moved gently, then faster, and finally roughly with a need that was like her own had been only moments before. He threw his head back and she felt the hot liquid of his seed fill her as he drove deep into her body, touching places she had never felt or imagined before.
Sedrak’s weight sank onto her body, and she felt him shudder several times as he spent himself. Stars crept into her vision from the sides, and she thought for a moment she would faint. After a while she realized she had been holding her breath, too consumed by her pleasure to remember to breathe.
Sedrak pushed himself up on his forearms and stroked her hair, his face suddenly overtaken by concern. “Did I hurt you, my love?” he asked.
She shook her head, and he touched her lips. His skin was hot and damp with sweat, and she traced her fingers over his collarbone, the muscles of his chest. She had never felt this complete, this safe, this possessed, and she never wanted the feeling to end.
Sedrak brushed his lips over hers and rolled to his side, pulling her with him. He was still inside of her, pulsing, teasing the aching pleasure between her own legs.
Leola closed her eyes as he covered her mouth with his, the shape of a playful smile on his lips. His hand cupped her bottom and ground her body against his. Inside, she could feel his need growing again, pulsing against the inside of her body.
He lifted her arm and lay it out alongside her head. Her skin was damp with sweat, as if she had just stepped out of the water. Gently, he slipped from inside her, and rolled her onto her side. His fingers traveled to the slick wetness between her legs, drawing his leaking seed from her engorged pussy to the eyelet of her ass.
His fingertip circled her hole, making her eyes fly open, a new pleasure and a new fear gripping her. His lips were close to her neck, with his free hand he gathered and pushed her hair from her face so that his lips could brush over the back of her neck. His hot breath made her shudder as he whispered, “I must have you completely.”
His fingers were slick with her juices and his, and so when he pushed one finger inside of her, it slipped in easily. The dull ache she had felt before expanded inside of her, and she realized that she wanted to feel him inside every part of her. She wanted the fullness of his manhood in her bottom as well.
He pushed her to her belly, and stretched her ass open with two fingers, gently fucking her while he stroked her hair. “I must have you every way,” he said. “Are you ready for me?”
She could feel his reinvigorated cock against her thigh, hot and heavy, pulsing with his need. His fingers worked their way around inside of her, pressing against all sides of her canal, down toward her pussy, where she was still pleasantly sore from his lovemaking there. He pulled up, and a sensation of sweet aching traveled through her tailbone.
He drew his fingers along her spine after pushing her hair up and over her head, spread out on the bed above her. His fingers slipped from her body and the familiar throb of emptiness made her heart fall, as if on a swing.
He lifted her hips so that she was turned up to him, and stroked her hair again, his hands gently pushing her to the furs, telling her to remain as she was, turned up to him, giving herself to him because she was his, letting him have her as he wanted.
The tip of his cock was wet with her juices when he pushed the smooth crown against her eyelet.
There was no similar pain as he entered her, for he had prepared her well and she knew how to accept him into her. But he filled her completely, and her eyes went wide when he was fully inside of her.
He slid a hand around her waist and his fingers sought out her pussy, finding her clitoris as though her body was as familiar to him as it was to her—perhaps even more so. When he drew the pad of his finger over the face of her clit she gasped, because the pleasure was so sharp and overwhelming she thought she could not bear it.
She could not squirm away from him, and she didn’t want to, but then as he rubbed her clit, she moaned, and then began to scream as she was overcome by a pleasure so intense it almost frightened her. She heard Sedrak’s voice as he hushed her gently, felt the pressure of his other hand as he pushed against her lower back and pinned her so that she could only lie there and accept what he was doing to her, endure it, be sent to another stratospheric height of pleasure.
He was moving inside of her at the same time, and when she at last exploded in pleasure yet again from the touch of his fingers, her body squeezed around his cock so tightly it almost felt as if he was entering her for the first time. His fingers would not cease their assault on her clitoris, and her legs shook and she screamed in almost agonized pleasure as he fucked her bottom until his seed emptied, wet in an unexpected place, her body still quivering around his cock.
He did not withdraw from her, instead lay down on top of her and pulled her with him as he rolled to the side. His heavy arms enclosed her, and she felt his lips close to the damp nape of her neck when he spoke. His hands traveled over her body possessively, and playfully his fingers squeezed her nipples and her clit as he passed over her skin with exploring fingertips, as if verifying that she was there again and again. “You are mine, all mine, Leola Grace.”
Leola smiled and drifted off in exhaustion. She did not know how long passed, but Sedrak’s lips moved against her ear as he smiled suddenly.
“Don’t think,” he said in low voice that made her tremble with pleasure inside and out, “that I have forgotten your transgressions. For which you will be punished…” His hand moved over her bottom, and patted her, hard enough to give her a pleasing sting and tantalize her with the promise of his discipline. “But not tonight. Tonight I will enjoy making you mine. All mine,” he growled. “But even as my queen, you will be disciplined when you disobey me.”
Disciplined, and then caught up in his arms to be comforted, and turned to liquid, over and over again.
Leola knew she would not be the most well-behaved queen… though she was sure she would be the best disciplined.
The End
