Ione
"Justlikethat,rabbit."Much like Meg said I'm riding the dick and spelling my name. "Yes, woman," Athanasius has his lower hands rubbing my clit, while the upper ones are latched onto my breasts. "Keep going."
Like I had any plans to stop. Every time the rough pad of his thumb brushes over my clit, I lean my head back and groan. I missed this, lawd have mercy, I missed this.
"Turn me over, get in it." He knows exactly what I mean.
4 arms are so good to have. I raise up on my knees, and Athy pulls out of me, gently laying me on my back. My legs are opened wide, he lines himself up, 2 hands on my waist, 1 is on the throat and the other has my hands pinned by the wrist above my head.
"Call my name," He growls, slamming into me. "Loud," He pulls out and slams back in. "I want dear Ms. Taylor to think I'm hurting you."
The shiver that just ran through my body is downright sinful. I am so sorry Ms. Taylor because yell his name I do. Athy's thumb is in my mouth, he likes it when I bite hard, and I can feel myself climbing the mountain of my second orgasm. The first one had me gushing me over his mouth while he pumped his fingers in and out of me.
"Look at my good girl," He pants, removing his thumb from my mouth to hold my hands above my head. "I'm in your stomach, rabbit, can you feel it?"
I can. I'm nodding, drool falling from the side of my mouth.
"Rabbit?" He leans his head down, biting my neck. That'll leave a mark. "Words."
"Yes, I can feel it." He swivels his hips, and that second cock is rubbing way too good. "I can feel it."
"Breathe rabbit, stop holding your breath." He mutters against my skin, sucking hard. He's let my hands go, his upper arms are in my hair, the lower ones are lifting my ass to his pelvis every time he slams into me.
"I can't," I mutter. "Gonna come."
"That's the goal." His mouth covers mine, split-tongue roving in my mouth. Athy pulls his mouth away and I can feel the saliva trail. "Let me feel it, I'm not done, I wanna hear you when you finish."
"Yes, yes, yes." Light bursts behind my eyes, I'm convulsing, I know I am. His weight on my chest is too good, I'm completely surrounded in this primordial and I need him to keep going.
"Flip." He's out of me, well, his cock is, but he's also leaking down my thighs. "Ass in the air." He presses my head into the mattress. "Bounce on it."
"Yes sir." And he growls in responses. Snatching on my hair. I do as I'm told though, in this moment, he can tell me what to do. Reaching down, I circle my hand around the head of his cock. One is thick and full inside of me, the other is slipping back and forth in my hand and Athy makes a groaned choking noise like he's swallowing his tongue. "Harder."
"Any harder and I'm gonna hurt you." He moans. "I'd rather bite you." He lifts my body, we're on our knees and Athy continues his assault.
My left arm falls back around his neck, exposing my neck and Athanasius bites down gently on the area between my shoulder and neck. "Yeah, baby."
"Mhm," He groans, hands on waist, my breasts. "One more time?"
"I'm close." Hearing that seems to send him over the edge, Athanasius's tongue runs over the shell of my ear.
"Take it rabbit, paint yourself with it."
One last time and he's spilling into and on me. Black seed shining like stars covers my stomach and breasts, and Athanasius shivers and groans as he wraps all of his arms around me, lips pressed against the back of my neck as he calls my name.
"I'll give you five minutes." My body shakes as Athy lays us on the bed. Hekisses my cheek. "Maybe six."
"I'm sorry Ms. Taylor." I smile, holding my robe closed. "We were watching a movie—"
"Well," The old woman looks around me into my home. "It must have been a dirty one!" She scowls at me."I thought you'd be a good neighbor. You are such a sweet girl."
"I'll do better, I'm sorry. Things have been…interesting around here lately." I can feel a shadow tendril on my back trying to sneak up my robe.
"It's bad enough that demon…you say he was in costume," She shivers. "Those eyes!" She crosses herself. "Really, Ione…things are more than just interesting."
"I will try to make sure I keep my rabbit quiet when I'm shoving nine inches into her," Athanasius snakes his arms around my waist and instantly I panic. "Until then your words have been heard and I am not a demon, I am a primordial." Athanasius places his chin on my shoulder. "I don't bite, Ms. Taylor, well not you." He nips my jaw.
"Athanasius," Ms. Taylor grabs her chest and backs off my porch, shaking her head as she takes off across the street. "Why," I demand, "do you insist on doing that?"
