With every drop, pure power flows into my body. It makes me lightheaded and inebriated.
It’s almost like someone else takes possession of me. Gone is the careful male who worried about disrespecting the object of his affection. In his stead is a new male focused only on pleasing his female—whatever it takes.
I grab roughly onto her hips and bring her flush against me. Rising on my knees, I sink deeper into her core, at a different angle.
She’s still on her back, now her hands tangled in the sheets, her face covered in sweat and tears.
One of my shadows drops a knife onto my waiting hand. Without hesitation, I slash a clean line across my chest, watching as blood immediately drips to my abdomen, to the base of my cock before mixing with her wet arousal as I push it inside her.
“Drink,” I tell her in a voice I barely recognize as my own.
She blinks at me but doesn’t protest when I pull her head to my open wound. She gulps down greedily, licking it clean even as the wound closes.
“You’re mine, Moe,” I say, gripping her jaw. “You’ll always be mine.”
“Yes, yes,” she agrees happily, leaning forward to kiss me, a mix of blood and saliva and more blood.
One hand wrapped around her waist, I switch our positions so I’m on my back and she’s on top of me. Her breasts bounce beautifully every time she slides up and down my cock. Although at first she seems unsure about this position, she soon finds her rhythm, treating me and my cock as her own personal toys.
“That’s it. That’s my girl,” I say in a thick voice. Her face is tight, her teeth biting her lower lip as she chases that elusive pleasure. Mine is near too, but I hold it in, wanting to watch her come first.
Hands on my shoulders, she moves up and down my cock. And as she leans in to kiss me, her sex squeezes me so tight, I almost pass out.
“Ah, Nyk,” she whispers against my mouth. “I never dreamed…” she doesn’t finish her sentence as she starts clamping down on my cock. Her climax is so strong, tears start running down her cheeks as she roughly holds onto me.
Only then do I let myself go. I hold onto her ass, kneading her flesh as I thrust once, twice, before I spend myself inside of her.
She collapses on top of me, barely able to move.
My cock still twitches inside of her, but even I am frozen. We look into each other’s eyes.
There are no words to be shared, nothing that could add more to this moment than we already know.
We fall asleep in each other’s arms. I wait for her soft sighs before I allow myself to sleep, exhaustion finally claiming me after today’s events.
Sometime in the middle of the night, I awake with her on top of me. My sight is hazy as I slowly come to my senses.
Her hands are on my already hard cock as she positions it to her entrance.
Through half-lidded eyes, I watch her arch her back and ride me harder, her palms cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples.
“Nyk,” she moans my name. “Harder. Fuck me harder.”
I grab onto her hips, one hand spread across her belly as I feel my length hitting deep within.
She undulates from side to side, the tip of my cock molding to her skin.
Potent pleasure fires through my veins. She squeezes me so hard, my lids flutter shut as my breathing intensifies. The more she does it, the harder it is to stop myself from spilling inside of her.
Suddenly, she stops and clenches her walls until my control snaps. I come, the climax so strong, I lose all thought.
She nestles to my side, her hand on my chest even though I’m still inside her.
“Good boy,” she murmurs.
Something freezes inside of me. The voice isn’t coming from my side—it’s coming from above, from the person I’m still inside of.
I open my eyes with a start. There, on top of me, still fucking herself on me isher.
