Rise of the Titan

by Pressley James

  Lips to lips…

  Nectar to nectar…

  They absorbed their sweet taste.

  She leaned into him.

  He clasped her naked body closer.

  Soon, their ragged breathing was the only sound within the candle lit room.

  A breathless moment later, they fell apart.

  As they fought to find air, their tortured gazes held.

  “Damn you for making me want you so much,” she whispered softly, and with her eyes, she pleaded for his understanding. “Damn you.”

  “I fear that it’s a mutual damnation, sweet damsel.” His hot breath fanned her face. “Together, we’ll burn in our own private hell.”

  Moaning deep, he stole her lips again.

  Just where he’d been gentle before, he wasn’t now. Growling low under his breath, he nipped her lip with his teeth, leaving behind a gentle sting. Then, with his lips, he soothed the tender flesh in a sweet tasting wetness. Eagerly, she accepted the intrusion as his tongue slipped inside her mouth. Once more, a raw aggression seized them as their tongues thrashed in unison, enough so that she finally whimpered in defeat. “Please…I need more…I need more…”

  The cool air met her as he stepped back slightly.

  Still watching her, he grabbed the leather belt from the bed. As their eyes met again, he sought her permission. At her meek nod, he stepped closer to her again. Then, reaching out, he caught her wrists before carefully wounding it around them. After ensuring that she was totally bound, he grasped her nape and hauled her closer. The action only ramped up her libido more. Being completely and totally at his mercy fulfilled every wicked and sinful part of her wet dream.

  “I don’t want you to be afraid of what’s going to happen between us,” he rasped hoarsely. A new anticipation shone in his orbs. “This is just the way it is for us…our dark needs and wants. Just submit yourself to it freely and let go.”

  Her dark brown eyes smoldered with need. “Titan.”

  They kissed again.

  Soulfully and deeply…

  While they did so, he maneuvered her until she lay on her back again. Once more, she marveled in his power as he placed her bound arms above her head. Her scattered breathing quickened as he moved, only to brace his huge body over hers. Though only a fraction separated their skin, she felt the searing heat. “You cheated me the first fucking time. But, you won’t this one. Rain for me again, baby---straight into my mouth,” he whispered just shy of her lips. Then, darting his tongue out, he traced a path along her bottom lip. “Let me taste your sweet wickedness.”

  She surrendered to another breathless kiss.

  She continued to spiral into a wild tailspin as his lips trailed to her nape. Her body jerked in response at the gentle nipping of her flesh. A confessional love bite left by him. “Oh, Titan,” she moaned as he grazed the area with his teeth. A slight sting claimed the spot which he quickly soothed with a gentle bathing. His tongue lent a sweet wetness at the love bite. But, once more, he suckled the tender flesh with such a sensual finesse that her hips rose from the bed. In a daze, releasing endless pants, she struggled to hold on. “Oh…oh…oh…”

  “Bella,” he whispered hoarsely, struggling for control. “…precious…”

  With a purposeful slowness, he worked his way down her body.

  His lips met her collarbone.

  In a sweeping motion, with a match up of both tongue and lips, he nicked the space in a straight path from left to right. All the while, his hot breath fanned her skin, hurtling her into a deeper cataclysm of tumultuous feelings. Finally, his mouth met the rise of her plump breasts. And oh, the treacherous flesh eagerly awaited the impending assault. As his teeth sank into the lushness and stung it with a fresh bite, she released a wretched moan. But, her desperation peaked as a hand palmed her right breast, kneading it wide and deep. A finger flicked out, pinching its pebbled tip, and finally proceeded to roll it between it and another. At her breath’s fast hitch, his mouth journeyed to that exact spot, suctioning the nipple inside. “P-please….please…don’t stop…don’t stop…” she pleaded shamelessly, straining to get closer to his mouth. As he suckled the swollen bud deeper into his mouth, her hips rose from the mattress. When his free hand curved along her hip, she edged closer to the pleasurable doomsday. Slowly, he massaged the dimpled flesh, sinking his fingers into its lushness. A stream of violent tremors tore through her at the intense contact. “Y-yes…yes…oh…oh…”

  As he moved again, his huge body shook.

  An unintelligible sound met her ears, and quickly, she realized it was his own tormented sound. Like her, he was falling headlong into the dangerous game that they played. As his mouth closed over her left breast, he easily reminded her of a ravenous beast. He couldn’t eat away at her flesh fast enough. In the pleasurable distance, she heard his deep groan of satisfaction, and relished with her own gleeful feeling. Though he was still clothed in his pants, his arousal was plainly evident. The rising bulge just behind the cloth spoke volumes about his ravaging needs.

  Next, there was a kiss beneath her breast bone.

  Finally, his lips made a scorching path along her abdomen. In a dizzying circle, he made an intricate pattern along her skin. As his tongue dipped into her navel, it toyed with the tiny diamond stud. Soon, the area was bathed with his nectar.

  Gasping wildly, she forced her eyes open to the wonder.

  The intense feelings ricocheting through her were indefinable.

  A violent tremor racked through her as he moved again.

  “Titan,” she moaned deeply, straining against the leather belt. As desperate as she was, it seemed that she couldn’t close enough. Like a wild wanton creature she sought further madness. “Oh…touch me…touch me…touch me…”

  Again, her body moved instinctively as he crawled further down. Now, his hot mouth breathed against her pussy and teased its fine hairs. A helpless whimper left her. Sweet goodness, everything about them and this moment was totally wicked. Her eyelashes fluttered wildly at the brazen sight. Alongside his dark head, her thighs were spread wide open and granted an unblemished view of her.

  Still, he just stayed there.

  His hot breath turned hotter.

  Against the sensitive flesh, it was like raging fire.

  Yet, it was one that hardly needed extinguishing.

  In fact, the incredibly fiery burn was exactly what she sought.

  The seething wetness---oh the pleasurable rise inside her---threatened to breach past her flimsy dam. Because if he only kissed her there once----

  And he did…

  Not once, not twice, not three…but countless and endless times…

  “Oh….oh…oh…” she cried out helplessly.

  Suddenly, he moved again, only to spread her thighs apart wider.

  Only to position her until her legs were perfectly anchored over his broad shoulders.

  Breathing fast and wild, whimpering and pleading softly, she took in the dangerous sight again. Mercy, it was too sinfully great, and it felt, oh so damned good to be so wide open with his hot mouth breathing like a raging inferno.

  As his mouth closed about her pussy, she stiffened before crying out.

  Instantly, she realized the answer clearly.

  In a single touch, he’d claimed her very soul.

  It was the taking.

  With his mouth, he loved her.

  Kissed her sex as if it were her mouth…consumed it with a ferocious hunger…ate away at it with deep unrelenting strokes…wrung the twin lips between his with a damaging force…

  Amidst her endless ragged moans, she closed her eyes in desperation. A spasmodic ripple was tearing through her body at warped speed. She hardly held any control against the notorious force. Oh, there wasn’t any protection against it, she realized, drugged by the surrendering thought.

  The weak and needy cry slipped past her lips. “Oh…please…please…”

  A low growl rent from him.

  Then, he unle
ashed more lethal strokes against her.

  The deliberate action caused her eyes to open.

  As a deep tortured moan left her, her feverish gaze met the ceiling.

  The sexual abyss that she’d been hurled into was a kaleidoscope of feelings.

  Nothing was clear…

  There was no such thing as clarity.

  Her dark need was too thrilling and too powerful…

  Too consuming for her to fight and hold on…

  Against the mattress, her body writhed at the illicit contact, and now her dark thick tresses were even more of a tangled mess. As she strained against the bind, her pleas and cries became wilder and more feral.

  “Ah…there’s my sweet rain,” he breathed hoarsely, parting the thin lips of her sex with his tongue, and easily found the tiny nub nestled within. Releasing a satisfied groan, he made quick sharp jabs against it.

  At the intense contact, her head thrashed against the pillows.

  Her back arched like a strong bow.

  Just as it did, his tongue found her sweet burial ground. Instinctively, her hips jutted forward in pursuit and found him. While she fought to hasten her movements against his mouth, he forced a slow torturous tempo. In and out, his tongue surged inside of her well, killing her flimsy resolve into complete nothingness.

  The violent pleasurable tremors stole her.

  Along with it came a blinding light, and all she could do was feel. As the climax ripped through her, she released a deafening scream. The rush of her release was that powerful and true. Sobbing wildly, she called out his name. “Titan…Titan…”

  His grip tightened on her.

  Like claws, his fingers gripped into her flesh and held her in place.

  Her dam burst.

  Inside his mouth, she rained.

  And the glory was wondrous, she mulled dazed, crying out again.

  Oh, so wondrous…

  A blinding second later, still sobbing with pure joy, she collapsed against the bed.

  Soon, his shadow fell over her.

  Their stormy gazes met again.

  While the sight of his reckless passion should have caused fear, it didn’t. Rather, it evoked her own irrational tendencies where he was concerned. Easily, she was realizing her overt fascination with this male creature.

  “Oh, we’re not done yet, sweet precious,” he rasped unsteadily, staying positioned on his knees between her open thighs, and a dangerous smile curled his lips. “That was only just the beginning.”

  In the muted darkness, she whispered weakly. “Braden.”

  “What?” he asked huskily and slowly slid down his pant zipper.

  Mesmerized, her eyes dropped to that very place.

  She caught a fast breath at his bulge.

  Sweet goodness, he was huge.

  A fast pant slipped past her lips.

  Her libido recharged in an instant.

  That very thing was what she wanted inside of her.

  “Damsel.”

  Her startled gaze met his. “What?”

  “I want you,” he confessed softly, pushing the trousers past his hips, and revealed a pair of dark briefs. Groaning openly with his need, he closed a hand about his erection and initiated a firm squeeze. As the need ripped through him, he closed his eyes briefly but then opened them. Now, the hunger within them was wild as he watched her. “You’re the only one that can feed my fucking beast.”

  Inhaling a fast breath, she bit her bottom lip.

  She suppressed a deep moan.

  Sweet goodness, save her…

  With a crazy desperation, she wanted this man.

  The fact that she was so needy and wanting this quickly was astounding. Already, the same ferocious hunger was gnawing away at her. Then, defying any sound law or logic, she flicked her eyes over him before whispering wickedly. “Then, give it to me.”

  “So, it’s like that, huh?” he taunted, giving a husky laugh, and then stopped. Taking a long delicious second, he slid his eyes over her trembling body again. He grasped her knees before spreading them further apart. The action drove her further insane, naturally. At her breathless gasp, an arrogant smile filled his face, though she sensed his own valiant fight for strength. But, his fast erratic breathing belied his attempt. “You trying to wrestle control away from me?” Bending slightly, he kissed the spot alongside her knee, causing her traitorous body to jerk forward in response. Against her tingling flesh, he smiled in triumph before rising again. “Don’t think that’s going to happen, do you? While some part of you fights against the fact, this sexy body of yours is speaking the sole truth.”

  “Damn you,” she whispered in defiance, trembling all over.

  Once more, he defied her need to look away. Grasping the side of the briefs, he pushed them from his hips and bared himself. His penis was gorged and swollen to a dangerous point. Rasping fast and unsteadily, he closed a large hand about himself and watched her closely. Then, he whispered sensually in turn. “No, damn you.”

  Straining against her binds, she eyed him with renewed interest.

  In deep slow strokes, up and down along his length, he fondled himself. “Sweet damsel,” he rasped unsteadily, and his huge body quaked because of his blatant actions. Grunting hard and fast, he stroked himself faster, so fast that his handsome features showed his needy pain. The act was so erotic that she got caught up, breathing hard and unevenly along with him. Then, in a fast instant, he stopped before meeting her heady gaze again. “See what you do to me.” His released a fractured breath. “Can I come inside of you?”

  Trembling, she tugged on her bottom lip.

  Still, the keen pleasure gripped her. “Y—yes.”

  Once more, her desire smothered out any reasoning.

  Whispering his name softly, she waited.

  A surreal loneliness claimed her as he left the bed.

  Just being apart from him a brief second was too draining for her emotions. One more solid piece of proof of her unhealthy attachment to him…

  She ogled him openly.

  Even in the muted darkness, he was beautiful to look at.

  With ease, he shucked the pants and briefs off. The muscular attributes of his physique was astounding, and every part of his body was well toned. His broad shoulders were wide and strong, leading to a perfect outline further down his body. A natural light brown tinged his skin and was due to his heritage. His rich dark hair blended well with it, and its edgy modern cut was purely masculine.

  A patch of stubble along his chin added a high sexiness…

  Her eyes slid down his backside.

  And the scars were a part of him…

  If she were unbound, she’d love every jagged ridge with her mouth.

  She started when he spoke again.

  “Give me a minute,” he muttered, glancing over his shoulder. “Ok?”

  Swallowing fast, she nodded.

  The side view granted her sight of his tattoo.

  But, that wasn’t what fascinated her at the moment.

  She sucked in a fast breath.

  Instead, it was his bulging manhood.

  All big, huge, and powerful…

  Within seconds, he sheathed the condom onto his penis and then returned to her. As he positioned himself between her open thighs again, she was more than eager. During their brief intermission, her scattered breathing had returned, and the realization of their impending coupling was almost too much to bear. Because she wanted him that much……

  Like a powerful vice, his hands gripped her trembling knees. Again, his savage and potent dominance weakened her. Lost and spellbound by the realization, she called out in a soft submissive tone. “Oh, Braden…”

  “Tonight, you’re mine and only mine.” A feral sexiness seized his handsome features, and the sight was literally breathtaking. Muttering intelligibly, he edged closer before seeking her wet heat again with his hand. At the sound of her breathy pleading response, he growled in satisfaction upon finding her sticky moisture. In a f
ine sheen, it clung to his fingers. In a splintered second, their gazes clashed within the sensual calamity. “Something tells me that you know that better than anyone.”

  One move brought their bodies closer.

  Against her sex, she felt his.

  Sweet goodness of all, he was big and hard.

  With one bold stroke along her, he stole her senses and thoughts outright.

  “Oh…oh…oh…” she breathed between swollen lips, feeling her desperation rise again. But, his intent was deadly as he initiated quick hunches against her. Biting her lips, fighting to control her erratic pants, she watched their bodies’ actions. Their instinctive pull towards another was natural in part. Yet, there was a reckless, dangerous, and uncontrollable chemistry about them, one that’d oozed from the very beginning. It slaughtered every rule that existed between righteousness and unrighteousness. In fact, their illicit and scandalous desire trumped everything, she mulled in pleasurable agony, finally releasing her tortured pent-up sounds. “Oh…oh…oh…”

  Like before, she just let go.

  A finger slipped inside of her, testing her readiness, and again her wetness bathed him. Apparently, it was a much welcomed discovery because he growled. “Sweet fuck, yes.”

  Through slanted lids, she eyed him.

  Amidst her every scanty gasp, she embraced her torrid feelings.

  In one breathless moment, he breached her opening.

  On instinct, she stiffened.

  “Relax, love,” he soothed gently, holding dead still inside of her. “Just relax.”

  Still, the uncertainty claimed her as she released a soft plea. “Braden.”

  “On my soul, I won’t hurt you.” Watching her, he hauled in a shallow breath. Again, he stayed motionless until her tensed body relaxed. Then, slowly, inch by precious inch, he impaled her further. Even when he was buried deep inside of her, he didn’t move, but allowed her body to accommodate him. His features tightened as he fought for restraint, and his breath came out in short bursts. Still, though, it was evident that she was his first concern. His next words were low and raspy. “Are you okay?”

  In a fast nod, her head jerked against the bed. “Y---yes.”

  Dazed and lost, she waited in anticipation.