The Magic in her Gift

by Missy Martine

  Sara felt her face flush as her eyes locked onto his cock, which stood erect from his body. She reached out tentatively with her hand and stroked up and down the velvety length. His entire body trembled in response when she lightly cupped his balls, rolling them gently in the palm of her hand. She inhaled his personal aroma straight from his crotch, filling her senses with his scent.

  Leaning forward, she slipped her tongue around his cock, flicking it around the mushroom-shaped head and savoring the sweet and salty taste.

  “Suck my cock, love. I want to feel your lips sliding over me bad.” Meloir twined his fingers into her hair and pulled her head closer to his groin. He sucked in a breath with the first slide of her tongue up the veined underside of his shaft.

  Sucking, she wrapped her hand around his steely length and pumped it up and down. Groaning harshly, Meloir’s cock hardened even more as he thrust deeper into her mouth touching the opening of her throat. She could feel his balls tightening, wrinkling between her caressing fingers.

  “I want you inside me,” Sara whimpered. “Want to feel you come inside me, filling me.”

  Meloir reached down and grasped her waist, pulling her up to straddle his stomach. He lowered his hand to test the slickness of her folds and smiled. “You’re ready for me love but I have to ask you something.” He took a deep breath. “I couldn’t give you a child when I came to you in your dreams, but that’s not the case now.” He captured her gaze with his. “If you don’t want to risk having a child, now is the time to tell me.”

  Sara felt her love swell for this man that would give her a choice. She got up on her knees and wrapped her hand around his cock. She guided it to her wet entrance and pushed it just inside before raising her eyes to his. “Give me a baby, Meloir.”

  Sara anchored her hands on his shoulders as she impaled herself slowly. Catching her buttocks in his hands, Meloir arched upward, sinking more deeply into her aching core. In one smooth forward thrust, he was buried balls deep in her pussy. Sara groaned with his movement, drowning in a sea of pleasure.

  “That’s it, feel the pleasure,” he crooned. Meloir caught her hips and forced her to move faster, pumping hard, back and forth. He cupped her bottom in his hands and lifted her hips as he pounded into her, her fingers digging into his chest as he scraped back and forth across her sensitive clit.

  Sara’s orgasm rocked her, tearing through her body like an explosion and she screamed. Meloir continued to pound into her, grunting with pleasure as she spasmed around him. She felt her pussy milk his cock in a tight fist as he came deep inside her, his seed bathing her walls in a warm flood. She cried out as a second release swept over her right before she collapsed onto her lover’s chest, his cock still hard inside her. Sara sighed happily and snuggled into his embrace.

  * * * *

  Meloir breathed deeply, running his hands down the smooth skin of Sara’s back. He’d dreamed of this moment many times, but never believed she would willingly give up her life to come and live in his world. Now, there was something else he needed from her. “Sarafina, my love?” He trailed his hand across her bottom and let his finger slip between the rounded globes. His smile widened when he felt her shiver, moving around on his chest sensuously. “I want you again, my Heart Mate,” he whispered.

  She giggled and wiggled around on his cock where it still impaled her. “I’d say you already have me.”

  Meloir swatted her rump with his open palm and then let his finger slide across the small, puckered opening. “I want you here, love.” He felt her body tense, her cheeks tightening around his finger.

  Sara hid her face in his chest. “I’ve never done that.”

  He massaged her shoulders with a soothing stroke. “I know, love, but I promise I’ll do everything in my power to give you pleasure.” He pulled her chin up so he could see her eyes. “I’ll stop whenever you say the word, I promise.” He gave her a soft kiss. “This is important to me, Sarafina. My people do not consider a claiming complete until we’ve had our mates in all ways. This will solidify our union.” He watched as multiple emotions raced across her face. Finally, a small smile appeared.

  “What do you want me to do?” she asked quietly.

  Meloir placed his hands on her waist and lifted her off his body. He laid her gently on the bed beside him. “Lay on your stomach for me.”

  Meloir pulled open the drawer in the table beside the bed and pulled out a condom and bottle of lube. He quickly donned the latex protection and coated his erection thoroughly with the slick gel. He turned back to Sara and immediately noticed her trembling.

  He moved quickly to cover her body, his knees braced on either side of her thighs. Leaning close, he pressed his chest against the silky skin of her back and licked the back of her neck. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, licking and sucking the delicate skin. A feeling of pride and ownership filled him when he left a mark for everyone to see.

  His lips traveled down her spine, enjoying the soft moans of arousal coming from her lips. He reveled in the fact it was his touch that aroused her as he licked up the crease of her ass.

  Meloir ran his hands over the pale skin, massaging and kneading her butt. He ran his tongue in a hot, firm stroke down the crease to the tight little hole begging for attention and lightly teased the rim. He felt Sara shudder as she pushed her ass back toward his caresses.

  Meloir squirted some of the lube onto his fingers and slipped them between the cheeks of her ass. He probed for her opening and slipped a finger into her perfect, puckered entrance.

  Sara stiffened. “It feels cold and wet and strange,” she moaned.

  “Shh,” he said and placed a kiss on her shoulder. He slowly slid in another finger and began to scissor the two in an effort to loosen her up. “You’re doing great, my Heart Mate.” When her hips began to move in rhythm with his fingers, Meloir added a third digit.

  “Oh,” Sara cried out. “It burns, Meloir, it hurts.”

  He snuggled his face into her neck. “The pain will fade quickly, love. There’ll be a slight burn, but the pleasure’s there underneath it. You just have to find it, love.” He continued to stretch her opening for several more minutes, squirting more lube on his fingers a couple of times. Finally, he decided she was ready.

  Coating his covered erection one final time in the slick gel, he placed his arm around Sara’s waist. “Up on your hands and knees, love.” He helped her get into position and then lined up his erection with the opening to her body. “Try to relax, Sarafina, and push out when I push in.” He grabbed her hips firmly and pushed forward.

  “Oh, God,” Sara moaned. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

  “You’re doing great, love.” Meloir broke through the first ring and stopped, letting her adjust to his presence. “Take a few deep breaths now.” When she took her breath, he pushed in with little resistance, not stopping until his balls rested against her ass. He let his arms slide around her middle, cupping her breasts as they swayed beneath her. “There, I’m all in now, my Heart Mate. You’re mine, forever, Sarafina. I’ll never release you now.”

  Meloir massaged and pulled on her nipples as he began to move slowly back and forth in her narrow sheath. “My God, you’re so tight around me. I’ll not last long, love.” His hand gripped her hips hard enough to leave a bruise as he pumped back and forth, grunting at the exquisite pleasure. “Touch yourself, Sarafina. Make yourself come with me.”

  Her body stiffened and for a moment, he thought he’d pushed her too far. Then her hand slowly disappeared between her legs. She moaned and her head dropped down as they rocked together in a rhythmic wave. Faster and faster, he pounded into her welcoming ass.

  “Meloir,” she cried as she came.

  The muscles of her ass tightened around his cock as she climaxed, a guttural cry bursting from her throat. Meloir gasped, his eyes going wide as his balls tightened right before his hips bucked, depositing his seed into the latex deep inside his Heart Mate’s body. He threw back his he
ad and let out a long, ragged groan right before he collapsed gently onto her back.

  After several moments, Meloir pulled free of her body and gently lowered her to the mattress. “I’ll be right back, love.” He went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and cleaned himself thoroughly, bringing back a warm, damp cloth to the bed. Carefully, he washed between Sara’s legs and then her bottom before picking her up and turning back the quilt. He deposited her on the mattress and crawled in beside her, pulling up the covers over their nude bodies. A smile spread across his face when she quickly snuggled close and laid her head on his shoulder.

  “Are you okay, Sarafina?”

  “Hmm,” she moaned. “I’m perfect, Meloir.”

  His arms tightened around her firm body. “You’re mine now, Sarafina. In the eyes of my people, we’re mated for life.” He raised her chin up and gazed into her eyes. “I swear to you, I’ll devote my life to making you and our children happy.”

  She raised her hand and caressed the side of his face. “You’ve already made me happier than I ever thought possible.” She pressed her lips softly to his. “I love you, Meloir, with everything that I am, I love you.”

  Meloir pulled her into the circle of his arms and threw a leg over her thigh. “I love you, my Heart Mate. You’re everything I ever wanted in life and I will love you forever.” He laid his chin on top of her head and closed his eyes. He wasn’t surprised when he heard the voice in his head.

  Take good care of my granddaughter, Meloir. She’s very special to me.

  He heard a deep sigh.

  I’m so glad she found the magic in her gift.

  About the Author

  I was born, and raised in the great southern state of Tennessee. In my youth, I studied nursing and spent several happy years working in the hospitals there until I branched out into medical management in 1980.

  In 1998 I was managing a medical supply house in Chattanooga, when I met the love of my life. The only problem facing me then, he lived way out in Oklahoma. You see, we had met in a chat room!

  He romanced me daily with love letters, flowers and phone calls. It wasn’t long before I uprooted myself and moved west to join him. We married in 1999 and then continued our fantasy romance all over the world. Together we have traveled in almost all of the Continental United States and taken trips to Canada and China.

  I retired from working in 2002 and it wasn’t long before my husband was encouraging me to find some kind of outlet to occupy my time, something that was challenging and rewarding. I was already obsessed with reading about romance and I began to think I could probably write a good, romantic story. My husband heartily agreed with me. With that encouragement, I began writing my first book. I wasn’t really convinced that anyone else would find it interesting, but he pressed me to take a chance and send it in to a publisher. To my surprise, it was accepted and now I’m able to share it with readers everywhere who like a happily ever after story.

  Today, I’m living in California with my, still romantic, husband of twelve years and our boys. Our boys consist of Beau, Midnight and Bubba, three male cats that allow us to live with them and serve them at their leisure. I continue to write almost daily, hoping that someone somewhere will get the same enjoyment from reading my stories that I get from writing them.