William (The Valentines) - By Sam Crescent Page 0,38

it out for as long as he could.

“Not again—please, not again,” she moaned, obviously expecting him to deny her.

William smiled against her quivering pussy.

He moved his tongue faster, bringing her closer and closer to the delicious peak. She pushed her pelvis against his face, fighting for more. He held on, circling his tongue; tasting, flicking the small nub that created an entire world of possibilities.

“William,” she gasped as it became too much.

He hurtled her into a climax so powerful that he held her down to keep her safe, riding the wave with her. Holding her, reassuring her that everything was going to be okay. Katie was still writhing with pleasure. William moved up, looking into the face of the woman he loved. Katie was uninhibited and showed her pleasure so freely that it made his heart ache. She gave him so much.

“I’m sorry, my sweet witch,” he whispered, kissing each of her eyelids. He reached down between their bodies, grasped his cock, stroking himself along her juices, coating himself with plenty of her natural lubricant. He seated himself at her entrance and pushed his cock in.

He looked up into her eyes and lost himself.

“Do it, William,” she encouraged him. She held on to his upper arms. Her touch electrified him. He refused to look away as he thrust all of himself into her; one long thrust inside her moist, tight centre. He felt the small trickle of her virginal blood as her pussy accepted him into her body, pulsing greedily, sucking him into her tight heat. He felt the tip of his cock hit deep within her.

She sank her nails into his arms. He knew he was hurting her—he hated himself for it—and felt her try not to move but instinct took over and she tried to push him away. This was what he’d feared—the pain he could see on her face.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I love you so damn much.” He kept still as he the spoke loving words to her, allowing her to grow accustomed to him inside her.

“You’re so big,” she moaned and his cock jumped.

“Sorry—you make me feel loved with compliments like that.” He leant down and kissed her.

She groaned. “Can’t you make it go smaller?”

William couldn’t control himself. He started to laugh, the jolt plunging him a little deeper, hitting her pleasure centre.

She tensed but within seconds she writhed around him.

“Soon you’ll be begging me to get a hard-on, my sweet witch,” he assured her.

“Move again, William—please.”

William could see the desperation on her face, not for him to get off and leave her alone, unsatisfied. No—now she was getting used to his body.

He wanted to hear her beg, just a little.

William moved to get off her. Katie pressed her little talons in, stopping him in his tracks.

“Don’t leave me.”

I have no intention of ever leaving you.

“Tell me what you want,” he instructed.

“I don’t know how.”

“Tell me to fuck you.” William wanted to hear her say the words, at least once.

Katie only hesitated for a split second. “Fuck me, William. Make me yours.”

Pulling all the way out of her, William kept his eyes firmly on hers as he ploughed back inside.

They both cried out as they accepted each other. Katie held on as William took charge, fucking her for the first time.

Her body opened for him and tightened around his hard cock when he pulled most of the way out.

William took her on a rollercoaster ride, taking control of their love-making.

“Watch us—watch me take you,” he told her, moving enough that she could watch as he fucked her, took her and made her his. Could watch his shaft as he pulled out, glistening with her cream. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last. His balls had already tightened and his shaft was thickening as it pulsed inside her, leaking streams of pre-cum.

But this wasn’t about him. It was about Katie.

He pulled one of the pillows from above their heads, lifting her pelvis up to rest on it, creating an angle that meant he could go deeper, hitting her G-spot. Katie moved her body in time with his.

William could feel the flutters of her pussy as she began to build towards a climax. He knew it was time to start the ritual. They’d completed the first initial bond, of his taking her blood and giving her his, but the bonding wouldn’t be complete until he took her virginity and said the words that made her his. This was the private part of the ceremony, between him