“Mmm.” A pleased sound rumbles up from my chest at seeing my mark on her ass.
Then she snorts a laugh, ruining my satisfying moment of possession. I narrow my eyes, certain she can feel my disapproving glare when she smirks into the blanket. She’s not even looking at me.
I slam my cock into her pussy, effectively wiping both the smile off her face and all coherent thoughts out of my head. She’s hot and tight, slick and perfect.
Made for me.
Lor
“Fuuuuuck, Lor,” Ro grinds the words out between his teeth as his hips pull back. A slow drag, forcing me to feel every inch of him as my pussy tries to suck his cock back in.
“Shit, you feel good.” His hands clench on my hips, holding me in place. I don’t think I could move if I wanted to.
He thrusts back in, overwhelming hardness filling me until I can’t breathe. Then he starts up a relentless rhythm, in and out, over and over, punching into the perfect spot deep inside that not even his fingers can reach.
I try, but there’s no holding in my moans of pleasure. He may not have been born a sex demon, but I wouldn’t think he was lying if he told me he was one. The man knows exactly what to do to drive me wild.
Ro lets go of my hips with one hand, skimming it up my back and then clenching it in my hair. He yanks my head back, baring my neck to him. He folds his body over mine, hips circling and rocking with his cock buried deep inside. His presence is overwhelming, pushing every other thought out of my head until I’m consumed with him.
Then his lips meet my neck right above my pulse point and he sucks hard, leaving a hickey and marking me as his. It feels so good, his possessive streak, his hard cock filling me up, his lips and hands all over my body.
“Are you going to come for me, Starfire? Clamp down on my cock with that perfect pussy and claim me as yours? Let me feel it, show me how good you feel with my cock filling you up.”
My pleasure builds, a relentless heat firing along every nerve and pooling in my core. Each word from his mouth, every rock and stroke he makes, fuels it until I’m ready to explode.
“Yes, there Ro, don’t stop.” I chant his name, a hazy impression of demands leaving my lips as the world disappears around me, and every sense is focused on the blinding pleasure he’s stoking. “More, more, I’m?—”
It crashes over me, a pulsing wave of euphoria that rips a drawn-out moan from my lips as the most spectacular feeling overwhelms me. Ro’s cock hardens and thickens as he roars his own release, pumping deep inside me. It sends me spinning even higher. Wave after wave, the orgasm flows through my body, my nerves sizzling and muscles clenching until it releases me, and I fall back into reality. My body melts into the blanket, languid with satisfaction.
Ro strokes a hand across my face, brushing the sweaty strands of hair from my forehead.
“You good, Starfire?”
“I’m good, Ro,” I murmur, fluttering my eyes open.
He’s hovering over me, glowing golden eyes staring into mine with the most reverent expression of devotion I’ve ever seen. He’s so open with his feelings, so vulnerable and soft. I try to meet him there, forcing myself to leave my walls down so he can see me too.
He smiles, a tender thing, then leans down to press an equally gentle kiss to my forehead. Ro pulls out and takes care of himself, then flops down next to me and pulls me into his side, rearranging my body until we’re situated how he wants.
I’m on my side, one leg thrown over his hip and my head pillowed on his shoulder with his arm around my back, holding me to him. He wiggles a little, getting comfortable, then lets out a long, slow sigh.
I quirk an amused smile as I glance up at him. His eyes are on the sky above, but his lips hold the traces of his perpetual joy.
Sensing my gaze, he glances down at me, then tightens his hold.
“I love you, Lor,” he says.
I stare at him. He knows those words are dangerous. He knows I’ve never known how to love, or how to accept love. Buthe’s also insisted that I’m learning. I cling to that hope, his belief that I can do this. Thatwecan do this, together.
My throat is dry, but I lick my lips, refusing to look away from his knowing gaze.
“I love you too, Ro.”
He grins, satisfaction sparking in his eyes as he squeezes me, then jerks his chin up. My eyes follow his gaze to the sky where the stars are out in full force.
My heart yearns for them, but it yearns for Ro now, too.
His hand is warm on my waist, his body steady and solid under mine. I ground myself to him, then find that hum in my veins. The song of the stars that resonates through my blood into my very soul.
