by Elyssa Nyte
arms and tossed her onto the bed. And immediately, he followed her down onto the bed. He jerked her silk gown from her body. Then, he pressed his lithe muscled body against hers and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Both groaned with need as his cock pressed against her pink pussy lips. He should slow them down, but he couldn't. He quickly speared her aching cunt with his thick hard cock. He couldn't wait. He pushed his hands under her butt and tilted her upwards. He lifted her onto his cock, each thrust deeper and harder than the last.
The sounds of their breathing, their moans, and their groans of pleasure filled the room. He couldn't get enough. Each thrust of his cock pressed her slender body further down into the bed. And yet, he still fucked her harder. The sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the room.
The sounds of pleasure coming from her were animal sounding. They both saw red hot pleasure behind their eyelids. He was so close, but he forced himself to wait for her. He changed the angle of his thrusts slightly, and his cock brushed against her g-spot with each thrust. He begin to grind his pelvis into hers with each thrust into her body, and she screamed as she began to cum. He bit into her shoulder as he spilled his seed deep inside her belly. He claimed her, marked her with that bite. And whether she accepted it or not, she was his woman, his mate.
They both lay still in the dark room. The only sound that could be heard was their harsh breathing. And they should talk, but he couldn't stop himself from caressing her thighs. His hand moved up between her legs to play with her pussy. He opened her up with two fingers and began to finger her. His seed mixed with her cum made her insides hot and slippery.
He explored inside her pussy with his fingers, mixing their cum together. She began to moan. Her hips lifted up off the bed. She gave in to her hunger, her lust, and fucked herself on his fingers. She cried out when he pulled his fingers from her cunt with a pop.
He laughed softly and flipped her over. Once she was on her hands and knees, he shoved his face against her cunt. He had to taste her. He shoved his rough tongue deep inside her hole. He didn't care that he tasted himself. All he cared about was how fucking good she tasted.
He loved her taste, but his thick cock was erect and bouncing. He lifted his face from her cunt and grabbed her slim waist with both hands. Lining his cock up with her cunt, he shoved the entire length deep inside her. She cried out with pain and pleasure. He held himself deep inside her for a moment.
She rocked her butt back against him, trying to entice him into fucking her. Getting the hint, he began to slam his cock into her over and over. Each thrust made her ass bounce slightly. He couldn't get enough. He was addicted to her.
He grabbed her tighter and rammed his cock into her pussy again and again. The sound of her muffled screams filled the room. He dripped with sweat as he rode her faster and harder. He wasn't letting up until they both came. He could feel her pussy ripple around his cock. His cock swelled as he pounded her relentlessly.
She couldn't stop. Her entire body convulsed and grinded back against him as she came. His seed built up, and then, he began to cum deep inside her. Just as the first of his seed splashed against her cervix, his mouth clamped down onto her other bare shoulder. He held her down and forced her to take all he gave her. And in his lust he marked her as his once again.
He rolled off her and pulled her into his body. Reaching for the cover, he covered them both up. Tomorrow, he would have to explain a multitude of things to her. But for tonight, he was going to enjoy the fact that his mate was returned to him. There would be much to teach her, but he would love every minute of it.
She knew she should question things. And she she knew that he was different, just like her. She had a million unanswered questions. But for the first time, she felt that she belonged. And she had the man that had haunted her dreams for longer then she could remember. Tomorrow, they would decide what to do. But both knew that they never wanted to be apart again. And her conniving cheating mother had failed and would be forgotten soon.
