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Which may pose a problem. Already I am finding myself protective of her. I must say though, whatever prompted the midnight dick-sucking, I would definitely like to know because I could get used to this.
And when she asked me to basically fuck her face? If I wasn't already in love with her, that certainly did it.
When she has me coming for the second time and my body erupts in a shaking fit, I know this will not be the end of our late-night fun. As my balls slowly relax–no doubt needing time to recharge after that massive orgasm–I grip ahold of Ginger's hair again and pull her face to mine.
Doing something I've never done before, I smash my lips against hers. Not that I am embarrassed of my own flavor, but for some reason... I truly want to taste it in her mouth. The hint of salt is the only difference as our tongues tangle for dominance. It's not enough. It's not what I need.
Using my strength, I flip our positions and grin down at her. "My turn, naughty little snap."
She smiles, and arches her back a little, putting her hands behind her head. "Feast away big boy."
Her tits are nearly eye-level and beg for my attention. So I provide it. I place my hands on the outer sides of her breasts and press them together while burying my face between them. I groan deeply when I find myself nearly smothering in her titties and feel her chuckle. Wanting so badly to make her laugh again, I take a deep breath and blow. The vibration not only tickles my face but is also wildly erotic. However, for her, it must be ticklish as she squirms and laughs loudly.
I pull back and look up at her sheepishly, before fixing a cool and serious look on my face. "Apologies. I've wanted to do that since the first moment I saw you." My comment hits home as she erupts into laughter again, and I allow myself a selfish moment to just take her in. She is glorious in general, but when she laughs, she sparkles like the moonlight.
Once she calms, I move my body down between her legs, peppering kisses across her soft creamy skin as I go. When I reach my goal, she spreads her legs wide for me, and I spare her one last glance. Her hair is fanned out around her on the one remaining bed pillow and her eyes glitter with mischief. Her hands are back in place behind her head and a smug smile is firmly in place on her lips.
But I hear the small hiccup of her heartbeat. The nerves and the small bit of timid temptress that lives inside her.
In fact, I wouldn't need to hear her heartbeat to know it. Not anymore. Now her heartbeats are my own. Forever.
Pulling my attention back to my wanting mate, I run a finger down her slit. Coating it with her arousal and bringing it to my lips. I watch her as I suck the finger in my mouth. Her flavor is an explosion on my tongue and instantly fills me with warmth. Not that of arousal. But that of... love, perhaps? The only way to describe her taste is purely absurd, so I ignore the urge to voice my incredulation and dive tongue-first into her sweet pussy.
Taking my time, I run the tip of my tongue around her nub before flicking it backward and diving down into her channel. Her moans fill the air and urge me on.
I move my mouth to fully cover her clit and suck it into my mouth while plunging two of my fingers into her hole. She grips my hair tightly and pulls me hard against her. I suck harder and she cries out. The sound causes one of my fangs to pop a little and nick the side of her already vibrating pussy. A small trickle of blood enters my mouth and I moan and I suck down the nectar.
When she starts writhing around on the bed, I extend my pinky finger and on the next thrust of my hand, force the tiny appendage into her ass. "Oh, Victor!"
Yes, little snap. Scream my name. Let the world know who owns this pussy. Let them all know who you belong to from this night forward.
Her channel tightens and I lose control. Removing my mouth I shove my body forward and penetrate her with my cock. She screams again, this time the words are nonsensical. Without losing the momentum, I begin fucking her hard, while circling her clit with my thumb. Her arms flail out and she grabs the ripped blankets tightly.
"Oh Gods! Oh Gods!" She screams as her pussy begins to flutter.
"I am your God, little snap." I growl as I pound harder. My seed shoots from me with a force and triggers her own orgasm and her tight pussy squeezes and contracts. Milking me. Taking me inside her in every way possible. I close my eyes as the sensations overwhelm me and my imagination envisions every bead of cum coating the inside of her channel. Marking her from the inside.
The vision makes me smile and when I open my eyes to see Ginger arching with her release, I finally feel whole. That small piece of me that was always empty, is now filled with her.
"Oh Victor!" She screams and her juices flow from her pussy, coating the both of us along with the gloriously ruined bed.
Yes.
My name. Only my name on your lips.
For the rest of our eternity.
A Little Too Quiet
Victor
Dreams have me waking only a few hours after our midnight playtime.
No, not dreams. Nightmares.
In them, Ginger refused to claim me as her mate and my beast went feral. I black out for a short time and when I wake, I’m covered in blood. Gallons of it cover the large ballroom. In the very center, lies her broken, lifeless body.
When I wake, I bury my face in her hair and drown myself in her scent, allowing the strands to absorb the few stray tears that fall. This female makes me weak in ways that I have never experienced before. I knew more emotions would become prevalent once I claimed her, but this... fear. This was unexpected.
