Natasha moaned at the pleasure, arched into his sweet kisses. This time she didn’t fight it. She gave into it.
Drake licked her from the small entrance of her ass all the way to the throbbing clit. She moaned loudly again, when he flicked the nub, torturously teasing it with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth.
The moment he did that, two fingers slid deep inside her pussy.
He moved them in and out while he sucked hard on her clit. The pleasure raced through her blood, heightened nerve endings she didn’t know she had, and kept her on the edge of a climax. The rain on her body did nothing to cool the burn that he was creating.
Natasha opened herself up wider for him. She parted her legs, giving him free rein to do what he wanted, and still it wasn’t enough. He moved his fingers in and out fast, joined one more, stretched her, and still she wanted, needed more.
She sat up some, fisted her hand into the long locks of wet dark hair on top of his head, and pressed him harder into her pussy. Drake moaned and growled, giving her what she needed with a harder pull to her clit.
“Drake, please,” she begged, not sure what she was begging him for.
He seemed to know. A hard twist of his fingers to her pussy and one finger going right into her ass pushed Natasha over. She screamed into the night, into the rain while her release washed over her. It was powerful enough that she fell back down to the wet, cool ground, trying to breathe through the pleasure of it.
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her, pumping, drawing out the orgasm. He was naked, just like her, and Natasha couldn’t recall when he might’ve taken his own jeans off.
She felt the heat of his flesh, the slick, powerful muscles of his chest, legs, belly touching her. Natasha couldn’t help herself. She rubbed her legs up and down over his, up his hips and somewhat over his sides.
Hard, soft, power, that’s what she felt when she touched him. She even rubbed her hands up and down his bare chest and down his belly to a small patch of hair that formed there, going downward.
When she felt his cock touch her for the first time, she stiffened and Drake was there, kissing away her fears. She tasted herself on his lips, tasted his hunger as well. He lowered his body down to hers, trapped her hands for a second between their bodies before she pulled them out.
He kissed her so deep and moved his cock up and down along the slit of her pussy. It sent shivers of anticipation through her body. It seemed that every one of her nerve endings was on high alert, focused right between her legs, right where he was about to enter her.
The first nudge had her hunger surfacing quickly. Natasha returned his kisses, dug her nails into his shoulders, and waited for whatever it was to come. Drake only entered her a small bit before he took hold of her wrists, prying her hands from his shoulders. He pinned them up over her head, linking his own fingers, hands with hers.
The thrust came. It stole her breath, filled her with a burn, pain, stretching that she just didn’t think she could handle. She cried out into the kiss, dug her nails into his hands, and stiffened. He was huge. The burning pain hit her so unexpectedly, tears came to her eyes—tears that he quickly kissed away.
“Give it a few seconds,” he panted into her ear. “I promise you the pain will go away.”
Natasha shook her head. “I can’t do this. It hurts.”
Drake looked into her eyes. For the first time since she’d been with him, she saw tenderness in his dark eyes. “Yes you can. We will do this together.”
She gulped and nodded. Sure enough, the pain slipped away, but the full, stretched feeling didn’t. Slowly he withdrew and just as powerful as the first one, Drake thrust back into her. The burn was still there, the full feeling, but the pain was gone. She stared at him with wide eyes as he moved like that again, his eyes lock still on hers.
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between her legs. Yet, this time it felt different—more powerful, more intense.
“You feel it?” he asked, his voice getting that harsh sound back.
“Because, baby, I can feel it.”
He let go of one hand, moved the free one down, and picked up a leg, placing it right under his arm. A deeper, harder penetration came, one that stole her breath.
Natasha closed her eyes, arching into the trusts. Drake picked up speed. It felt like he was letting loose of something. His body slammed into hers, lips on her throat, tongue licking the mixture of sweat and rain.
“God, you feel like heaven,” he moaned against her chest, his forehead pressing right over a breast. “I’m not going to last much longer.” He sounded desperate.
A grind from him and she did. Natasha cried out, arching her back, welcoming the orgasm. She shook from the power of it. Over her Drake growled right before his teeth sank into her shoulder. He swelled inside her, stretched her even further, tighter than she was now. His seed hit her, warming the burn, but not taking it away.
He sucked on her shoulder, arms going around her, holding her tight before rolling over, putting Natasha on top. Both were breathing hard, but it seemed like Drake didn’t want to let her go. Not only was he still deeply embedded inside her, hard still, his teeth still held her shoulder and arms held her tight. Natasha didn’t mind it really. She sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. When he finally did let her shoulder go, she shivered from the loss.
“I’m sorry,” he sighed, sounding hurt.
“About what?” she mumbled, feeling for the first time content and safe.
“I should’ve done this in a nice, warm, comfortable bed.” Natasha raised herself up, looking down at him. “Your first time should’ve been in our bed, not on the wet ground in a rain storm.”
Natasha couldn’t help herself. She smiled at him. “Then if it bothers you that much, take me to the bed.”
Surprise filled his eyes, and soon it filled hers. Drake stood up with her in his arms. His cock slipped free and she whimpered softly from the loss.
“Then the bed I’m going to take you to, and not let you go until neither one of us can walk.” Natasha sighed, wrapped her legs and arms around him. He held her like a child, but it didn’t bother her. “Thank you.” Drake held her tight, his face buried in her wet hair.
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“For what?” she asked.
“For the gift you gave me.”
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True to his word, Drake carried her back into the house. They both were naked, wet, and dirty. A shower should’ve been his first thought, but it was the furthest from his mind. In the bedroom, he placed her in the middle of the bed, and she kissed him with as much passion as he kissed her. They rolled around, getting the bed as wet and dirty as they were. Outside the storm raged on.
Thunder followed by bright lightening and heavy rain. It matched the storm that was building in the room.
His hungry for her didn’t slow down. Drake had her riding him, his hands on her breasts, hips bucking upward. She took him deep, fucking him so slow and with a bit of hesitancy, that he felt it deep in his soul, which was right where she lived now. He felt it, knew it without a doubt.
He had his mate and he was going to do everything he could to keep her happy, safe, and protected.
“Am I doing this right?” she asked, breathing hard as she moved on top of him.
“Every way and anyway you do it is right,” he told her. “Fuck, if you don’t feel good. So tight I’m trying my hardest not to come right now.”
Natasha lowered herself to him, kissing him lightly on the lips.
“Then I’m not doing it right if you have to control yourself.”
Drake laughed, “Oh you minx.
” He flipped her over to her back, pinning her hands over her head, spreading her legs wide with his own.
“Words like that can you get you into so much trouble.”
“All talk Drake,” she sighed.
He withdrew and shoved as hard as he could into her. Natasha’s blue eyes widened, mouth opened but no sound came out. “You’re right.
More action is needed.”
He did it again, thrusting powerfully, and fast. She came in a second. The moan slipped free, her pussy contracted tightly around his cock and Drake went with her. His seed shot deep into her, shaking with the pleasure of it, and still his hunger wasn’t satiated. In fact, it reminded him of his heat.
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backside, loving the firm, silken texture of her ass. He slid his middle finger between the globes, seeking the small entrance of her ass. It surprised him that she didn’t say stop or no when he played with it. Past lovers didn’t want him to fuck their asses. Only a couple let him, and he was pretty sure that was because they feared he’d dump them. Well he did, after he got what he wanted. Before Natasha came into his life, Drake was a dick. He only thought of himself, no one else. Now he was thinking about his mate and what kind of pleasure he could give her.
“Tired?” he asked, moving his fingers down to her pussy, collecting her juices and moving it back to her anal ring.
“You want more?” she asked.
He heard the tiredness in her voice. Deliberately he slid that finger as far as he could into her ass. “I want this,” he whispered in her ear.
Drake felt the shiver that went through her body. She turned and sat up. He saw the fear in her eyes. When she touched the side of his face, he closed his eyes and leaned into the touch.
“Will it hurt?”
Hope surged through him. Always in the past, he had to beg or just take. Never did one offer it like Natasha was doing right now.
“Only if you tense up.” He opened his eyes, meeting her blue ones.
She surprised him once again. Natasha lowered back to the bed turned over and raised up on her knees before him. She offered herself to him, to her mate. Drake didn’t question why her change of heart. He kissed her rear, parted the flesh, and licked her. Again, she shivered at his touch.
He brought back all the juices, slid two fingers deep into her rear.
He moved them in and out, making sure to tease her clit with the other hand. By the time he had her nice a wet she was shaking with the need to come. Deliberately he kept her on the edge, not letting her come just yet.
Positioning himself, the head of his cock posed right at the small ring of her ass, Drake held his breath, tilted his hips, and pushed. She was tight—o fucking tight that he wondered for a second if this was going to work. With a rush of air from her, her anus gave. A slight pop and he had the large mushroom head inside her, the shaft slowly stretching her.
“Fuck if you’re not tight as hell!” he moaned with a growl, breathing hard to go slowly for her.
“Oh my god, Drake,” Natasha gasped.
“Do you burn for me Natasha?” He couldn’t get his voice to soften for her. His voice sounded harsh to his own ears.
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“Yes,” she breathed out. “Please don’t leave me hanging like this.”
“Never.”
One surge and he was fully embedded in her ass. Natasha screamed and climaxed. He could feel the orgasm through the thin tissue separating ass from pussy. Before he got started though, he grabbed a couple of the pillows, putting them under her hips.
Keeping a hand between her legs, he teased her clit. Rotating his hips, coercing sweeter sounds from her, Drake pulled out and plunged back in. A steady in and out motion and soon he was fucking her pussy with three fingers.
Natasha fisted her hands into the bedding, her upper body dropped down to the bed. Each forward thrust she would moan and the harder he fucked her, the louder she got.
“I’m close,” he grunted. “Fuck I’m going to come.”
He swelled, pressed his thumb on her clit, and came hard, heavy.
Drake yelled right before he bit her shoulder. Natasha also screamed. He felt the orgasm and still he pumped, moved his hand over the clit, drawing it out for both of them.
When it finally ended, he dropped to her side on the bed, breathing hard, dirty, sweaty, and exhausted.
“I never thought it would be like that,” she stated. “Elli always told me that the male just took what he needed or wanted, never giving the female that kind of pleasure.
“That woman is a fool then,” Drake said. “A male who gives a shit about his female always makes sure she enjoys what they do together in bed.” He sat up, grabbed her up in his arms, and kissed her hard and deep. “Now let’s go take a shower before you get sick. The last thing I need is for my mate to get sick right before her cycle.”
Once more, her eyes widened. “You mean take one together?”
Drake smiled. “Someone has to wash my back.”
Taking hold of her hand, Drake led her into the bathroom. He started the shower, got the water at the right temperature, and let Natasha get in first. He was right there, standing at her backside washing away the dirt from outside and his seed from her ass. He even washed her long hair.
When she was finished, she surprised him yet again by turning around, moving behind him, and washing his body. The instant her hands began to touch him he became hard as stone again. She smiled, blushed, and shook her head. Drake only shrugged and washed his hair.
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got soap in his eyes. Shaking off the water, he looked down.
Natasha was on her knees before him, his cock in hand and in her mouth while the other hand cupped the sac between his legs.
“Fuck me,” he gasped. “What’d you doing?”
She released him and looked up, licking her lips. “You don’t like this?”
“I never said that. But where did you get that idea from?”
She shrugged this time, “Thought that since you did that to me, I could do it to you. Is it wrong?”
His mouth went dry, “Honey it’s not wrong, you only shocked me.
Guess I never thought you’d think of doing it yourself.”
“Then you like it?”
“Love it is more like it.” Her mouth opened and she took him inside again, sucking hard and deep. He felt the tip touch the back of her throat.
“Oh, fuck me I’m going to die.” She moaned against him and Drake was lost.
He spread his arms out, holding onto the sides of the shower as he spread his legs for her. She sucked, pulled at his flesh and he closed his eyes, trying to get some control. However, control was out the fucking door. It felt so damn good to not give in. Her tongue flicked at the underside of his shaft, teeth raked ever so gently over the head and her hands rolled his balls. Yes, he was going to die from the pleasure.
When he felt the familiar tightening he tried to pull back, but Natasha wasn’t giving him up. She held on tightly with her hand and with her mouth, pulling at him.
“I’m going to come if you don’t stop,” he told her, breathing hard.
Her answer was a moan and another hard pull. Then he felt her nail scrape against the entrance of his ass.
“Fuck, Natasha, don’t push me there.” He couldn’t stop the growl from slipping. “Oh shit you’ve got to stop, I’m going to come!”
Somehow, she took him even deeper into his mouth, and even down her throat. One finger went right into his ass. Drake came
, and came hard. He yelled, or howled, he wasn’t too sure of the sound that came from his throat. His climax shot out of him, down her throat where she drank up every drop he had to give. The finger in his ass moved in and out, heightening his pleasure to a point that it almost felt painful.
Not once in his life had a lover given him that kind of pleasure. He couldn’t breathe, felt weak in the knees and ended up dropping to the floor with her. While on his hands and knees, he tried to steady his breathing.
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“You okay?” Natasha asked, concern filled her voice.
“Where’d you learn how to do that?” he asked.
“From you.” He looked up at her and she smiled, the shyness back in her eyes, in her body language. “You did that to me. Thought I could do the same thing to you. I’m sorry if I did it wrong.”
Drake shook his head. “You didn’t do it wrong. I’ve never felt anything like that before.” Her face lit up. “In fact, I loved it.” He kissed her quickly. “Feel free to do it any time you want.”
The blush on her face got redder. Drake chuckled, stood up, and turned the water off. They dried off, and together stripped the bed.
Both were so tired as they climbed into the bed. Drake pulled Natasha into his arms and she went willingly, sighing with her head on his chest, body curled up to his side. He held her tight, feeling for the first time in years at peace.
“What do we do about my father?” she asked.
“I don’t know.”
“He’s going to send someone to find me, you know that, right?”
“I’ll deal with it when the time comes.”
“Maybe I should call him and tell him about this.”
Drake turned his head, kissing the top of hers, “Don’t think about it right now. Get some rest. We’ll figure it out.”
A few minutes went by and he was starting to drift asleep when she spoke again. “Drake?”
“Hum.”
“Does this mean I’m not your prisoner anymore?”
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