Willow gasps at my aggression.Her eyes become heavy as I take one pert nipple into my mouth.Her moans are sweeter than honey.Arching off the bed, she holds my face in her hands as I suckle her.Letting her nipple go with a pop, I quickly turn my attention to the other.
“Baezal, I love when you act like this.Take me rough, my love.Claim me.”
I growl, too feral to use words.Hiking her skirts up around her hips, my palm slaps down on her feminine flesh.She keens at the stinging.My angel needs a bit of pain with her pleasure.Her wetness coats my palm.I can already smell her dripping.My pants fall to my knees as I take my length in my hand.
Smearing come across the tip, I line it up with her pink opening.In one hard thrust, I’m fully seated inside her.Willow gasps, her blunt nails clutching at my shoulders.Staring down at our conjoined bodies, a flush breaks out across her cheeks.Her round breasts jostle as I fuck her ruthlessly.
Gripping her hips in my hands, I hold her steady as I unleash myself upon her little cunt.She meets each of my thrusts.I can feel her quickening on my thrusting cock.She’s close, good.My claws find her clit and rub tight circles on it.Her eyes go wide, and her head falls back, nearly smacking into the wall.
Her pussy grips me like a fist as she screams my name.Arousal coats my cock as I fuck her through her climax.Once she has come down and is limp on the bed, I cease my movements.I’m careful not to spill my seed as I settle atop her.I want to give her more pleasure before I take my own tonight even if my seed is begging to fill her once again.
Beneath me, Willow continues to shiver.Quite jerkily.Pulling back with concern, I find her staring up at me with amusement in her eyes.She had been laughing.Narrowing my eyes, my thumb rubs along her swollen lips.
“What do you find so amusing, my love?”
Willow gestures between our bodies.
“Look at us.We didn’t even bother to undress.It appears as if you’ve just plucked me from the street and thoroughly ravished me, before sending me on my way.”
Chuckling, I take her mouth in mine.My hands find her ruined dress and slip it down her supple body.Her naked skin cushions my scales.Kicking my pants and cloak off, my hand falls to her breast.I test its weight in my palm, plumping it up to deliver kisses.
“Well, I’m certainly not sending you on your way.Far from it.”
Willow rolls her eyes.
“I know that look.”
“What?”I feign innocence.“Can’t a male help his wife undress anymore?”
My wife.
The term rolls off my tongue.We had married a few months after freeing the Sisters from Thorncatcher Monastery.It had not been a religious ceremony.No one else attended, save us and the woodland creatures who found us in the clearing.Our vows had been to each other.A binding of our souls and hearts as one—a permanent declaration that we were forever.It’s one of my most cherished memories.
Once we are both naked, Willow leans back on her elbows.I take the time to survey her body as if it is the first time I’m seeing it.Full breasts, soft stomach, and hips that make my mouth water.Red dances along her knees and chest.When my eyes return to her face, she wears a bemused expression.
“You want to fuck my ass.”
I open my mouth to protest, but only a huff of laughter comes out.My angel knows me well.
“Is that so wrong?”
“You’re too transparent.”
Willow shakes her head, but is already rolling onto her stomach.The pale globes of her ass are highlighted by the candlelight.Faint impressions of my hand and teeth mar her otherwise unblemished skin.I grin as she pushes up on her knees.Leaning behind her on the bed, I spread her cheeks wide and glimpse her tight pucker.
My tongue snakes out and licks at her back entrance.Willow shivers, her fingers curling into the sheets.I dip into her little hole and savor her scream of pleasure.She’s tight everywhere, but here especially.I lick my way in and out of it, loosening her just enough so she’ll be able to welcome my cock.Spitting onto her pink flesh, I glide my finger through her wet pussy and use her come and my saliva to help me ease the digit inside.
Her breath catches.
“I have to give all your holes equal attention,” I state.“Wouldn’t want any of them feeling neglected.”
“How chivalrous of you,” she moans as I add a second finger.“Do you have a favorite?”
I chuckle at her question.Our shared wickedness is on full display this evening.
“No, they’re each perfect.”
I bite into her ass, and she groans.Her thighs are already shaking, and we’ve barely begun.I never last long in her ass, and frankly, neither does she.Despite her playing coy, she loves it just as much as I do.
