Astride my cock, Aspen cranked her thighs, careening up and down. A hiss struck the roof of my mouth. Pleasure spiraled up my limbs, and a flux of heat raced up my erection.
I doubled my efforts, lashing my waist, lancing my cock upright. The force threw Aspen higher, her breasts undulating.As I cast myself into her, the female’s gaze branded itself with mine, dredging up how this happened, why this tempest began in the first place.
Indignation chewed on my cartilage. It clashed with every rapturous aspiration, passion feeding off my temper, the tension racketing up my desire.
Features crimping, pupils dilating, Aspen exhibited the same uproar. Thus, she vaulted on my cock swifter. Mutual discord tightened our hold on one another. Fraught by this motivation, I pounded my cock, swiping my hips farther, deeper, stronger.
We laid siege, battling through it, fight-fucking. Howling over each other, this female and I dominated the wild. She rode above me, trapping my jaw in her hand, angling me to watch her. As she straddled my length, I contributed my own form of retaliation. Widening my stance, I pumped my hips, applying every muscle into the motions.
Our mouths hung open, the pressure exquisite, the stress euphoric. Crushed together, we combatted with equal skill. My growls and her shouts rang out, my cock piling her cunt, her flesh grating against mine.
Stalking forward, I dropped Aspen atop the merlon. With my dick still attached to her, I secured the female to me and thrust longer, tougher. Hoarse shrieks toppled from us, my weight tilting over hers, Aspen’s thighs shearing farther apart to compensate.
Darkness pooled across the forest. In the shadows, those eyes flashed like the explosives she’d dispatched tonight.
My lady. My hero.
I hummed, festered, forgot how to properly make noise. My hips raced, pistoning her cunt, fucking into her so thoroughly, she would feel the shape of me indefinitely.Dedicating myself to this mission, I chased her next orgasm, devoting myself to it, hankering for it.
Aspen flooded my balls, pleasure spilling from her pussy, the pleats contracting once more. She leaned back, extending her palms to the stone seat, the better to see me fuck her with the swords affixed to my spine. At this angle, she steepled her knees, enabling me to link my arm beneath a thigh and lock her to me.
Spanning that leg outward, I opened her wider and flung my waist. Her face cramped, beautiful anguish tweaking her expression. I sensed the crescendo, felt it within the soft pulsation of her body and the waves of satisfaction coursing through her.
“Yes,” I husked.
“Yes,” she implored.
My muscles burned, gathering speed. Her limbs stiffened, thighs strangling my waist. I jabbed my cock once, twice more, and our wails scattered like debris.
White spots burst behind my eyelids. My features contorted, and her expression slackened, her walls pulsating around me.
Jets of heat steamrolled through my blood, the tip of my dick shuddering, the crown pouring fluid. A final yell tore from my throat. I climaxed at a decibel that should have been heard across the kingdom, joining Aspen’s mighty cry as she came like a thunderbolt in my arms.
The whole time, we kept our eyes open. Through the shockwaves, we watched one another come undone, her soft pussy drenching me, my cock filling her to the brim.
At some point, we crashed to earth. I wrenched Aspen upright, stood on ungainly legs, and crushed her to the facade. Her breasts inflated into my pectorals, each of us seeking the same wisps of oxygen, the chilled night air rushing over our damp skin.
Fuck. I shook my head, at a loss and never more certain in my life.
Bracing my thumb and forefinger against her chin, I bolstered her face to mine. “You are a blight upon my peace,” I vowed on a gasp. “And a flame to my soul.”
36
Aire
Scarcely had any other confession rang true, the declaration tolling from a dormant place in my chest. Years ago, I wouldn’t have predicted it. How this female would grow into a woman who became my illustrious undoing, blowing me out of my comfort zone with the magnitude of a storm.
At my words, her eyes kindled. Strings of fire danced in those irises, the sight enthralling. Readily, I flung myself into their depths.
My sweat-glazed torso beat a harsh rhythm against her bare tits, the nipples raw and tipped from the suction of my mouth. Her slick limbs tethered around my waist, the wet heat of her pussy encircling my cock, and her shaky pants breaking into shards against my lips.
For a wonderful moment, we basked in the aftermath. Aspen’s index finger dragged across my lower lip, the contact wracking my flesh. I shivered into her, my teeth aching to snatch that finger and bite, as I had her neck.
Such foreign impulses never came naturally before. But with her, I found I enjoyed them. Very much.
Aspen shifted, her tight core tugging on my erection. My sac tingled, and a compressing ache enveloped my phallus.
A gasp fell off my tongue. A sigh drifted from hers.
