Darcy shoves his pants down, tossing them away, and sits on the armchair facing the bed, legs spread wide. “You know I ain’t gon’ say no to yer mouth on me.”
I love the look of him there like a king on his throne, but I rip my eyes off him to go looking through the drawers—oh, no need. There’s a bottle of lube on the nightstand, ready to go, along with a bowl full of loose condoms.
I grab the lube and set it on the floor next to the chair as I get my pants mostly off. I leave them hanging around my prosthetic and get on my knees between his slender little legs, adjusting my metal foot manually to a comfortable angle. “How about I get you nice ‘n hard, and then you fuck me until I see stars?” I offer, pumping some lube onto my hand so I can work myself open while I suck on him.
“Such a lovely idea, Peach,” he grins.
It’s true. “My ideas usually are.”
Darcy gasps softly as I swallow his dick, pressing my fingers into my ass. I prefer to clean things out a bit before sex, but I’m not going to deny myself his cock when I’m this horny. Darcy blows out that breath he caught, grabbing my hair. “How’s this?”
I nod, tonguing his cock as I breach myself with two fingers. Stretching myself out to loosen the muscle is pretty easy and feels nice. Better is Darcy’s cock in my mouth, though. It’s still a monster, and as it hardens in my mouth, I can fit less of it in, but fuck, I love the taste of him. Yes, it’s skin, and yes it’s the skin we keep hidden, but it’s the best, and I love it.
Cocks are my favorite, and this one is a goddamn miracle.
“Such a pretty little peach, ain’tcha. I fuckin’ love the look of you down there. Yer the most excited when you got my cock in your hungry lil mouth. Love the way you gag yerself for me. Fuckin’ beautiful.”
His praise makes me relax enough to get finger number three in my ass, and that’s as far as I can get without any help. It’s not enough to take his cock, so I hang out, licking and sucking, enjoying this heavenly treat and listening to Darcy’s words of encouragement and praise until his grip on my hair tightens and he pulls my head up.
I blink up at him, a little dazed by the sudden end to my suckfest. “Wha—”
“Lie back, Peach. I’m ready to fuck you open and make you see stars.”
It takes another blink for his words to have any meaning, and then I move, rising to fall onto my back on the bed, letting my legs fall open.
Darcy pushes my legs up, grabs a pump of lube, and covers his cock with it. Instead of pushing his fingers into me like last time, he presses his dick against my entrance. He massages the head against my entrance for fuck knows how long, murmuring to me the entire time things like, “Yer so beautiful,” and “This is the purdiest bud I ever saw,” and “Yer the sweetest lil bottom bitch, ain’tcha.” He keeps up a litany of praise and expectations until the tip of his cock pops right into my hole like my insides are his cock’s forever home.
He groans as he slides in ever so slowly, kissing my calf, licking my skin, and biting me again. The heat of his magic warms me and helps me relax as he gently pumps in and out until he’s fully seated, hips to ass. “Fuck, yer tight, Peach. I can’t say I’ve ever been inside a better ass.”
I huff, laughing at him, breathless from how full he makes me feel. “You’re—older than—dirt—and—my ass isn’t—exceptional.”
He grins, reaching up my body and landing a hand around my neck. “It’s not about the structure, baby, it’s about the person. Yer fuck near perfect, and that makes yer ass better’n any I ever fucked.”
Fuck near perfect?
“That’s quite—the comp—liment.” There is no room for the butterflies that erupt in my stomach, but a swarm of them take flight.
Darcy pulls his monster cock out until just the crown is hanging out inside me. “Elijah, I dunno if anyone ever told ya—” he slams his cock into me, blanking me out for a second before his voice brings me back, “—but yer the easiest man to get alongwith, and whatever else ya are,”slam“pleasant,”slam“eager,”slam“and sexy”slam“make ya damn near perfect.”
My orgasm blasts through me, sending me shattered to the stratosphere, where the pulse of Darcy’s cock inside me rockets me straight into the void. The world fades and narrows down to just the pleasure receptors in my own body for a few wonderful moments. Rainbow lights, stars going supernova, and my orgasm swirl together, pulsing with the beat of my heart. It feels like I spend an eternity in that blissed out space, but Darcy folding me in half to capture my lips brings me back down.
The way he ravages my mouth pulls me into the trap of renewed lust as his hips grind, and he fucks into me to the rhythm set by the dance of our tongues. I groan when my body contracts again, ready for another orgasm spurred on by the swirl of blood magic Darcy uses to make sex amazing.
Darcy snakes his hand between us, jerking me as he pulls his lips away to give me a chance to breathe again. He saws his cock in and out of me, hitting every over-sensitive nerve I have. The sight of his bloody smile makes me aware of the taste of copper in my mouth, and as I discover my bloody lip, the pain causes my body to jerk again, and another orgasm swells through me, starting at the base of my spine and spreading outward like a flood.
Cum seeps from my cock as I pulse in Darcy’s hand, and then he shoves his dick as far into me as he can, hitting a deep place and making me ache. Something deep inside snaps, then it pops, and immediately the ache disappears, replaced by ecstasy.
A scream erupts from me as I drown in whatever this is. The snapping, popping thing inside me latches onto his cock, and I feel it everywhere all at once as my body becomes one huge rolling orgasm. Pulse after pulse inside me sends me careening through multiple orgasms, stealing the very breath from my lungs.
It’s more than I can take, and as stars burst in my vision, the darkness prevails, sending me into the void of unconsciousness.
24
Waking from a nice dream about getting a full body massage, the voices in the room and Darcy’s deep rumble tell me something might have gone wrong.
I stretch, letting all of my muscles contract and then releasing them with a long drawn out exhale. It’s nice waking up from a good sleep, even if that sleep was some sort of coma. The voices stop murmuring, and I open my eyes, blinking up at Fox, Romily, and Bellamy for a moment before turning to face Darcy, who’s sitting up with just a sheet wrapped around his waist and his hand in my hair, petting me.
“How ya feelin’?” he asks softly.
