by Madison Faye
I cried out as his fingers rolled over my clit, and when he seared his lips to mine, I moaned as I opened my mouth for him. He growled as he kissed me, his hand working magic between my legs and his tongue swirling with mine until I thought I might have a heart attack.
“And it will be me who feels this sweet little cunt slide down every inch of my cock, angel,” he groaned hungrily, sucking my bottom lip gently between his teeth. “Here in my home, in my woods, on my mountain?”
I cried out as the pleasure rolled through me, clinging to him as I felt something huge and powerful roaring up inside of me.
“Here, you’re mine, angel. And when I spread these legs and claim what no other man has ever claimed, you’ll belong to me and me only.”
His finger rolled over my clit, his hand grabbed my ass hard, and when he bruised his lips to mine, I lost it completely. I moaned into his mouth, my whole world shattering as the orgasm — the first by anyone other than myself — slammed through me.
“Good girl,” he purred into my lips, pulling me close as I gasped for air and clung to his muscled, grooved body.
“Now, let me show you everything.”
7
I gasped as he scooped me into his strong arms, plucking me from the tub. He carried me cradled against his broad, muscled chest out of the bathroom and back into his huge bedroom, and he kissed me again, making my toes curl before he set me down on the bed.
“On your knees, beautiful,” he growled, kissing me hard before he helped turn me onto my front. His powerful hands slid down my back, sliding over my shoulders and down my arms to press my palms into the lush bedsheets. His hands slid back over my bare body, teasing me and making me cry out as he skipped them down my back.
He gripped my hips, pulling them back and making me moan and blush as he raised my ass up in the air. He pulled me back until I could feel my feet at the edge of bed, and knowing he was standing behind me like that, seeing all of me so open and spread and shamelessly on my knees for him sent a bolt of heat between my legs.
I whimpered, my whole body trembling as I felt my desire for more of him pool between my legs. He growled, and when his hand slid up to tease over my lips, I moaned.
“So eager, little angel,” he growled. “So fucking wet and eager for me to taste this perfect little pussy.”
He leaned over me, his hand gathering my hair in a fist and pulling it aside. His lips kissed the back of my neck, and I could feel myself breathing heavily, my pulse racing in my ears as Vlad ran his lips and his tongue down my back. He kissed his way lower, trailing his hands over me until he was kneeling down behind my prone, trembling body. His hands on my hips began to gently pull, pulling my ass back to him, and I moaned as I slowly bent, exposing myself to this gorgeous, dark mountain man.
His hands trailed up the inside of my legs, pushing them apart, and I obeyed, spreading my legs for him. I felt so incredibly naughty — so eager and so open for him, bending over and spreading myself for this man. But the raw feelings of desire coursing through me couldn't be denied. This was it. Whatever I’d found here with the stranger who’d saved my life, this was the “something” I’d always wanted to feel. I knew it without question. And with that, I knew something else.
…I was ready to let him do anything to me, and take anything he wanted.
I moaned as I felt Vlad breathe across my delicate, dripping wet lips, and then gasped out loud as his tongue slipped across them. My brow creased, and I sucked my bottom lip into my teeth as I thrust myself back against his probing tongue. He dragged his tongue over my pussy slowly, stroking between my folds to tease against my opening, before pushing through my lips to curl and flit across my clit. I moaned and writhed under his tongue and hands, gasping loudly into the bedsheets as my body was flooded with more pleasure than I’d ever felt before.
“Fuck, angel,” Vlad growled into my skin, making me tremble. “Your sweet little pussy tastes like heaven. I can taste how fresh and untouched you are.” He groaned, moving back in and dragging his tongue up and down my slit as I cried out and gripped the sheets tight in my hands.
“I almost don’t want to claim you, just so I can taste this sweet, perfect little virgin cunt always. But then…” he trailed off, growling as his lips teased over my thigh.
“But then, I will be claiming you, angel,” he groaned, stroking my pussy with his fingers as he nibbled my thigh. “I will be feeling your tight little cunt stretch around my thick cock until your sweet virgin cum dribbles down my balls and stains my sheets. I’ll make you come like you’ve never come before, beautiful, and then I’ll fill your tight little pussy with every drop of my seed.”
I moaned, trembling for him as he moved back down behind me. His lips trailed down over the small of my back, making me shiver. He kissed lower, and when his tongue delved between the soft slopes of my ass, my breath caught in my throat as I gasped in pleasure. His wicked tongue dragged across my little ring, making me cry out and shiver in naughty, forbidden pleasure before he moved lower.
His tongue slid between my lips, pushing deep against my opening and making my whole body melt. He swirled it across my clit, wrapping his lips around the little bud and lapping hungrily as I went to pieces for him.
“Just like that, little angel,” he growled into my pussy. “I can taste your sweet, pure honey dripping down my tongue, and I know this little cunt wants to come for me. I know you’ve made yourself come before, with your fingers buried in this pussy as you moaned into your pillows late at night. But I also know you’re dying to know what it feels like to come with a man’s face between your legs. You’re dying to know how good it’ll feel when I make you come on my face.”
I bucked my hips, arching my back and clawing at the sheets as I shamelessly pressed myself back against his lips. His tongue swirled over my clit again and again, making my whole body start to tumble as he pushed me right towards the edge of another orgasm. I could feel a fire rising inside, the whooshing roar of a flame hotter and brighter than even what I’d seen earlier in the forest fire. It came rising from deep inside to claim me as Vlad’s tongue swirled around my clit as he gently sucked, and I felt myself erupt in the blazing heat of it.
“Come for me, angel,” he purred. “Let me taste that sweet, sweet virgin cum.”
I screamed a choking cry, my whole body shattering as I came hard against his mouth and his wicked tongue.
My breath let out in a whoosh as I collapsed onto the bed, panting and squeezing my eyes shut as the aftershocks trembled through me. My pulse jumped as I felt Vlad’s hands skim up my body, his moving onto the bed over me and then sliding to my side. His hands teased over my skin, slowly turning me into him. I swallowed, my face blushing as I looked up into his gorgeous blue eyes, all of me captured by him and totally under his control.
…And I was strangely okay with that.
He might have been a total stranger, and he might have had this dark edge to him that sent a little thrill of fear through me. But then, there was also something so real about him — something that spoke to me in a way no one else ever had. I knew without a doubt that I was safe with him. One look at the fierceness in his eyes and I knew that he’d protect me from the world.
He’d said I had to stay there, and that I was his captive. And yet, I wasn’t so sure “captives” were supposed to be totally okay with staying right where they were…
Vlad moved in, his hand cupping my jaw tenderly as he pulled me close.
“Taste how sweet you are, angel,” he purred, kissing me softly. I whimpered, moaning into his mouth as I tasted my own sweetness on his tongue, which only lit the fire inside of me all over again.
Vlad reached down, and when I heard the sound of his zipper coming down, my breath caught.
“I won’t take you just yet, angel,” he purred. “But I want you to know the feel of my cock between your legs. I want your thighs to know how mine feel, spreading them wide. I want your clit to know how my swollen head feels brushing
over it, and I want your little pussy to get a taste of my cum, so that she’s hungry for more.”
He moved behind me, and when one of his hands gripped my leg behind the knee and lifted, I moaned, turning to kiss his lips. I could feel his other hand pushing his jeans down, and when I felt something so hard, and so searing hot, and so huge throb against my ass, I whimpered into his kiss.
He pushed forward, and I trembled as I felt his thick, spongy head drag over my thigh. I pulled away and looked down, my eyes going wide and my jaw dropping.
Holy shit, he was enormous.
Vlad’s huge, throbbing cock pushed between my thighs, the top of it resting right next to my slick, aching pussy and the big swollen head pulsing above it. I watched, panting and more turned on than I’d ever been as a thick, white drop of liquid trickled down his beautiful, thick, veined shaft.
“Spread your legs for me angel. Spread your legs and let me mark this little cunt as mine.”
8
Vlad
A virgin.
Untouched, unknown by any other man. She’d told me with a trembling voice, like she was nervous I might not like that — like she was scared of what I’d say to that.
…She had nothing to be worried about.
That she was mine and mine only send a raw fire through me, igniting my inner caveman desire to have and to possess. I loved that it’d be me and only me to taste that sweet body — to feel her opening for the first time.
To fill her with my cum for the first time.
Though I hadn’t known what it was, I knew there was something special about her the second I’d laid eyes on her down in the valley in the forest fire. Beyond knowing that I couldn’t just let her die there, I’d seen something that’d sunk its claws deep in me when I saw her. Feeling her body clutch at me, and feeling her breath on my chest as I’d run back out of the flames and all the way back up to my sanctuary had flipped something in me. And by the time I’d laid her out on my bed to look at her, I was pretty sure I was lost.
And now? Now I was sure of it.
Chloe Sims brought someone out in me I’d been pretty sure I’d buried long ago. You could call it my heart, or my ability to care for someone like I cared for her after even just a few hours. You could call it my capacity to love. Whatever it was, with the work I’d done before, I was pretty sure I’d cut that piece of me off and cauterized the wound.
Apparently, I’d been wrong. Or maybe it took seeing someone like her being so selflessly self-sacrificing. She’d all but accepted her own death when she’d stopped to throw those kids over to safety, heedless of herself. And seeing that had stopped me to my core, and stirred something profound in me. I needed goodness like that in my life. I needed wholeness like her.
I’d basically sworn off women long before I’d even gone on the run. When I was still working for the mob, a woman just mean collateral — something your enemies could hurt to hurt you. And after I ran? Well, after that, I’d come here, alone.
And then there was the other thing — that thing that’d pulled at me since the minute I’d seen her. I’d never thought much about a family of my own — for one because I’d come from a toxic one, and two, because I was dangerous to be near.
Chloe changed that, or was changing that.
I’d seen it when she’d thrown the kids to safety, which was so motherly somehow that it stirred this need inside of me. I saw children with her — my children and hers, running free and living away from everything up here in the sanctuary I’d created. Hell, I’d built a house big enough for ten people, and I’d mostly been alone in it. Up until then, I’d been fine with that, but now that she was in my life, somehow the big place just felt empty.
It was all insane to think of, and I knew it. And yet, I couldn’t stop. This wasn’t just some girl who’d wandered into my world. I wasn’t lusting over her just because I’d barely seen a woman in almost two years. I wanted her because I wanted her. Her and none others. No other woman would have broken through the walls I’d put up like Chloe did the second I touched her. If she’d been anyone else, I may have saved her anyways and fixed her up, and all of that. But any other woman, and that would have been the end of it.
With Chloe, it was just the beginning.
She moaned as I kissed her. I could still taste her sweet pussy on my lips and feeling her tight little body press tight to mine had my blood turning to liquid fire in my veins. I groaned, pulling my cock out of my jeans and stroking it as I kicked them off. Chloe gasped when she felt my thick head against her soft skin and when I stroked it against her ass, she moaned, kissing me harder.
I pushed forward, and she trembled against me as she felt my big cock drag over her thigh. Chloe gasped, pulling away from the kiss, glancing down, and her jaw dropped.
I groaned, my cock jumping against her skin. That look in her eyes wasn’t fear, or second thoughts, No. That look was hunger. She wanted this as much as I wanted to give it to her, and that alone made my balls ache for release.
I eased my thick shaft against her soft little petal lips, and I swear I could have come from that alone. I groaned to myself, fighting back the urge to just plunge inside and instead relishing the feel of her pussy leaving little wet, slippery kisses across my crown. I growled, letting the shaft tease along her lips and pushing the thick head deep between her thighs until it stuck out obscenely from between her legs.
I stroked myself against her, biting her gently on the shoulder as I felt her body tremble for me as my precum started to leak from my swollen head.
“Spread your legs for me angel. Spread your legs and let me mark this little cunt as mine.”
She whimpered, leaning her soft, smooth back into my muscled chest. I growled, feeling her tight little ass pressed against my abs, and my hand tightened on her thigh, pulling her legs wide apart. When I eased my head down, letting the swollen crown slip over her lips, Chloe trembled and moaned, gasping and subtly rocking her body back into me.
I stroked my cock slowly, relishing the feel of her body against mine and the feel of her slippery, sticky pussy caressing my shaft. I dipped the head down, letting it bump over her swollen clit and making her moan in pleasure. My hand slid up and down my shaft — slick from her honey and my precum. I pushed the head up, bumping it over her clit again and loving the little sounds she made.
Precum leaked from my cock, dripping copiously down over her pink, virginal lips and making her messy with my lust for her. Big drops splattered down onto her soft belly, and her thighs, trickling over her unblemished skin.
I eased my length between her lips, letting her petals spread around my girth. I started to slowly pump my hips, not fucking her, but letting her feel every fucking inch of me as I glided my cock over her slit. Her hard, throbbing clit pumped over the ridge of my crown again and again, her body shivering against mine and her breath catching sharply on every thrust.
“Do you feel that, angel?” I purred into her ear. “Do you feel how hard you make me? How much you make my cock want to push inside, and spread you open, and claim that cherry as mine.”
She moaned, turning her head, and when she reached back and cupped my face, I growled as I kissed her fiercely.
“I can feel how wet this little cunt gets for me — how much this pretty little pussy wants to taste my cum. Is that what you want angel? You want to feel my cum filling your pussy up until it leaks down your thighs?”
Chloe cried out, gasping into my lips and nodding eagerly as she rocked her hips back into me and kissed me fiercely.
“Yes,” she gasped, little mewling sounds falling from her lips.
I groaned, pumping my hips against her, feeling her soft, perfect ass jiggle against my hips as I drove my cock over her pussy. I could feel my balls aching for release, my cock throbbing as it glided over her slick pussy. I lowered her leg, feeling her thighs squeeze my cock in a way that made my blood boil as I kept pumping against her.
My hand gripped her hips, bringing her back into me
as I slid my cock between her thighs and across her clit. She moaned faster, and louder, and when she reached back again to claw at my neck and kiss me hungrily, I lost myself in that kiss.
I didn’t know where this girl had come from, but I knew without a second’s hesitation that I was never letting her go. Not because of Boris, or because I’d worry about her letting word of me slip out. No. I couldn’t give a shit about that anymore, with her in my arms.
…I was never going to let her go because she was mine.
“Fuck that big cock, angel,” I growled into her lips. “Push back and let me feel that little pussy glide down every inch of me. Feel how swollen my head is as it glides over your clit, and feel how full of cum my balls are.”
“I’m— I’m so close,” she gasped, moaning and bucking her ass back to meet my thrusts. Her tongue swirled with mine, her lips pressed hotly to mine as our bodies rocked together again and again.
“Oh… oh God…”
“Come for me, princess,” I growled into her lips, feeling her sticky pussy leak honey all over my cock. I gripped her ass tighter, possessively, and like it was mine to claim as I drove my thick cock across her clit again and again.
“Come for me, and take my cum, angel. Take my cum all over that pretty little pussy.”
Chloe screamed into my mouth, her whole body going stiff and then shuddering against me as the orgasm wracked through her. She moaned hungrily, kissing me deeply as she came. I could feel her warm, slick wetness coating my cock and dripping down my balls, and feeling her sweet cum on my cock like that was all I could take.
I growled into her mouth as I drove my cock deep between her thighs. My head brushed over her clit and pushed out from between her legs as I started to come. I roared, thick white ropes of my sticky cum pumping over her tight little body. She cried out, grinding her pussy against my cock as I pumped my seed across her skin. It fell white and sticky across her belly, and her thighs, until it dribbled down my cock to run in rivulets over her slippery, pink pussy.
