You wouldn't have to tell anyone, you could just stay here.
Hmm... maybe that wasn't so bad. Maybe for a little longer. At least until we knew I was pregnant. Flashes of Priest ran through my mind. Him raised above me, his face perfectly relaxed and glowing as he spilled inside me made my pussy wetter, and I began to truly enjoy the feeling of what he was doing behind me.
"It's time," he said.
"But we can't make a baby this way."
"There's time for that." He removed his fingers from my backside and I instantly felt it return to its natural state. Oh, no. Had he given my body enough time to be ready? I tensed, and in a flash was feeling the sting of Priest's slap on my ass cheek.He directed his cock between them and pressed against my hole.
"Relax, Laney," he warned. "Or this is going to hurt more than it should."
I grit my teeth as he began to push inside me, stretching me to unfathomable size. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, but I also wanted to please him. I wanted what he wanted, and he wanted this. I trusted him.
Priest scooped up more oil and rubbed it around my ring as he continued pushing inside. It helped, but only so much. Ithurt, and tears kept coming, despite trying hard to be strong. Finally, when it felt like I couldn't take even a millimeter more, he stopped. I gasped with relief, but then he pulled me up, shifting under me quickly, and shoved me down onto his lap, pulling hard on my restrained arms.
A scream escaped my lips as soring white pain shot through my vision. His full cock was inside me, and it was too much. Priest held on to my breasts, cupping them gently, massaging them.
"Get used to it, Laney. Get used to that full feeling and then we'll keep going."
I nodded and closed my eyes. Priest chuckled and began to tease my nipples. "When you're ready, I want you to bounce."
“Bounce?”
I cocked my head to the side in question, but he didn't clarify. He continued to play with my nipples and slowly slid down to my clit, strumming it leisurely, rousing me. He planted hot kisses on my neck, running his tongue down my shoulder, and as he played with my body, the muscles strangling his cock began to relax.
"Good girl," he purred. He must have been able to feel it. "Good girls get rewarded." He reached for something. His hand returned to my clit, placing something cold on it. It was made of rubber and felt familiar, and then... Oh!
Priest pushed the button and the rose toy whirred to life, sucking on my clit.
I lifted myself slightly, Priest's cock slid out of my ass just a smidge, and then I sat back down. It hurt! Priest kept the rose on my clit and urged me to move again. I did, and with each time, it hurt less and less. I moved up and down, bouncing on the balls of my feet, letting myself enjoy the feeling of his cock filling my ass.As I bounced, Priest muttered words of praise in myear.
"You listen so well, Laney. I'm so proud of you, taking my full dick to the base. I knew you could do it. Perfect."His words and his touch spurred me on. Each time I lifted and sat back down the easier and more pleasurable it became. He was hitting a button inside of me that I desperately needed pushed.
"Are you ready, little sister?" he asked, sliding two fingers inside my pussy. I gasped at how full I truly felt and nodded eagerly. "I want you to come now. Can you do that for me? Can you be my good girl?"
Climaxing, I felt dizzy with ecstasy as I rode my finale. When I came down, my body slumped over. Priest held me to him, grinding and thrusting up into me, his cock still hard and needy.
I wanted him to use me. To take me as long as he wanted and where he wanted. If he wanted my ass or my pussy or my mouth, I didn't care, so long as he continued to give me pleasure along with him. Eventually, I began to bounce again and a low, guttural growl escaped his throat as he thrust hard into me and his cock exploded, filling my greedy ass with his cum.
He removed himself from my tight hole, and I felt a twinge of sadness and emptiness. I didn't want our lovemaking to end. I wanted to keep going forever. I wanted to take him in all my holes until my body couldn't take it anymore. I wanted him to fill my body with his seed and make my belly round with his beautiful, green-eyed, black-haired perfect baby.We were meant for each other, soulmates, thrust together by our parents, unknowingly.
Priest finally cleaned us both, and then much to my surprise and dismay, uncuffed me. My arms were sore, but my body was too enthralled by the warm feeling of multiple orgasms to care.I'd waited far too long to return to Priest. I could have had this all along, in our house, in our bedrooms. Ifonly our parents hadn’t forced us apart. And if we returned home, they'd do it again. Baby or not, they'd find a way to keep us away from each other.
Maybe the voice calling to me was right.
Staying here at the Vincent wouldn't be terrible, would it?
Rule 55 - Delaney
Don’t let mean girls ruin your vacation.
"I'm going to let you sleep now. Don't leave this room until I come get you." Priest slid out of the bed and began picking up his clothes. "Understand?"
"Yes."
"Good." He stormed out of the room, and no sooner had the door closed I was slammed with a wall of pain. A scream slid from my lips as I fell back onto the bed in horrible, agonizing pain. The dreamy, pleasurable spell I'd been under was gone, and I was experiencing reality. The hand that had been stabbed in the maze felt like it was on fire. Both places Priest had inserted himself into were bruised.
With shaky arms and hands, I brought my hand into view. The profuse bleeding had stopped, but my skin was hanging on both sides, exposing red muscle. I had to get this taken care of. How could I write like this?Swallowing my fears, I stood from the bed and looked for something to bandage my hand. I turned toward the door. Did I dare risk Priest's wrath to go to the bathroom to clean myself?I didn't have a chance to decide, because he came back in, holding some towels and what appeared to be an ace bandage.
