watchin’ as she immediately obeyed me, her eyes gone to black beneath her thick lashes.
There was somethin’ intensely vulnerable about her laying there, legs held back and tremblin’ with excitement and nerves. She’d always trusted me, but this was new. I was askin’ her to hand over her body as well as her heart and mind. It shouldn’t have been such a big thing in comparison to the weight of the other two, the thoughts and soul of a person, but it was.
Lila’s body had been a sacred place for the two of us for years, the fertile soil where our flowers grew. A safe place for us to seed the love we had for each other and watch it grow, free of judgements and obstacles. Just our twined emotions as they grew with us in age and changed just as acutely as our bodies, ripenin’ and maturin’ into somethin’ we could no longer ignore.
Bein’ able to feel those flowers as they bloomed over her skin, tastin’ the peonies at her thighs and the lilies at her pulse points, was like bein’ granted access to a pilgrim’s place, a holy grail I wanted to kneel and pray before.
So I did, gettin’ on my knees in the bed to play my fingers over her wet folds, dippin’ in the well, up to her clit and back down to her tight ass.
“Tell me you want me, Li,” I said softly as I coated my fingers in the lube and started to press at the rosebud of her ass. “Tell me you want to feel me from the inside out.”
She gasped sharply as I breached her then moaned, long and guttural as I started to open her up. “I want you, Nova. I’ve only ever wanted you.”
Those words wrapped like a hand around my dick and pulled, wrenchin’ a groan that seemed torn from the heart of me. I dipped my head to lap at the cream spillin’ from her pussy as I gently coaxed another finger into the tight clasp of her ass.
Every lap of my tongue there, every groan and movement of her body as it flexed and struggled against the crest of climax reduced me to less of a man.
And more of a beast.
By the time I had three fingers inside her, her first orgasm quiverin’ under my mouth, slidin’ across my tongue, I was gone.
No more thoughts, no more reservations.
She was mine.
And I was hers in the way a wolf is owned by his moon, elementally, fuckin’ irrevocably.
As I leaned back to coat my throbbin’ cock in oil, hissin’ as my hands moved over the over sensitized flesh, I locked eyes with Lila and let her see the deep, dark soul of me. Her gaze burned on my cock as I sat on my heels to present it to her, lettin’ her see the thick crown disappear behind the tight cinch of my fist, the pearl of precum offered on the head like a courtesan’s gift.
“This is me, Li,” I told her, jackin’ off slow and controlled, abs tight with the effort not to thrust up into my hand.
Just the sight of her indolent and languid, limbs pliable as warm wax, hair a dark halo around her gorgeous face. It was enough to make my balls tighten and my ass clench with the need to come.
“This is what you do to me,” I offered, the only words I really had to give.
My body, my beauty.
Is it enough? I asked, writin’ the words I was too chickenshit to ask in the screens of my eyes for her to decipher.
She pulled her legs back higher and lifted her chin, meetin’ my unspoken challenge. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted. Come take what’s yours.”
I groaned as I fell onto her, shiftin’ her legs before notchin’ my cock at the loosened vice of her ass.
“Need your eyes as I fill you up. Need you to watch me take what’s mine,” I growled as I forced her hands over her head and twined out fingers, then I pressed firmly, gently forging ahead until her tight heat enveloped my cock.
We both moaned, legs shakin’ as we adjusted to the burn.
“You’re so beautiful,” she breathed as I slid forward to the hilt, her voice more air than sound. “You feel so fucking beautiful.”
Her lids fluttered as she adjusted to the fullness, and her back arched, her tight nipples brushin’ against my pecs.
“Gonna fuck you now, Li,” I warned through gritted teeth ’cause there was fire in my