“That’s what’s gonna help me squeeze inside of you. Your body is preparing you to take two cocks that desperately need a tight, warm place to release.”
The little sounds she made around my cock continued as her sucking became less even. She was losing herself in her pleasure. Unable to focus on maintaining a steady pace. I fucking loved it. Thunder rolled through the trees; the woods were growing darker quickly. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, I realized we’d need to leave soon. Not until she learned how to take care of herself properly.
She swapped her attention to my other cock just as the rain started to fall, pattering over our naked bodies. It dripped down her face, highlighting the lovely fullness of her cheeks asshe sucked. Streams of rainwater began running off her ass, down her arched back. I was struggling not to come in her pretty little mouth at the sight, but we’d placed that bed on the outside of her field’s border for a reason. Vivian wanted to feel someone—no, not someone,me—come inside of her. And I was here to help her realize all those desires she hadn’t been addressing over the course of her life.
Her mouth parted, as if suddenly unable to seal her lips, and I knew she’d finally achieved her well-earned orgasm. She groaned and squealed, her other hand ceasing its stroking, as her eyes locked with mine. My obedient Little Goddess remembered that I wanted to see directly into her soul when it reached nirvana.
“There you go,” I purred. “You did such a good job. Now remember your manners and lick your fingers clean.”
A satisfied smile played on my lips as she sucked her wet fingers into her mouth. I hoped she’d think of me whenever she touched herself. Remember the way my feral eyes devoured her.
“Let’s get you back to your cabin so I can fulfill my end of the bargain,” I said, although desperate to rut her into the mud right here.
My Little Goddess wanted to break in her forever home. I would oblige.
She made it to her feet, legs wobbling. I picked up my clothing and walked back to her, scooping her up, and tossing her over my shoulder. Ass in the air.
“Theo!” she yelped, pounding a fist on my back.
“Mmm,hit me if you want. I like the fight.”
And hit she did.
Her fists didn’t feel much harder than the rain drops pounding on my shoulders. She was trying not to hurt me. Cute. We’d work on that. Her feet kicked, and although I could easily hold them down, I let her flail. She had so much pent-up energy from a lifetime of survival, she needed to get it out.
The door to her cabin creaked open when I shoved my weight against it. It was dark. I navigated the unfinished floor, stepping us carefully but confidently to the bedroom.
Once there, I tossed her onto her mattress, watching her curves ripple as she fell into the cushions. How hypnotizing. Soon her body would be swaying similarly from taking mine. What a sight that would be.
I struck a match and lit the gas lantern in the corner. It provided a dim glow, warming up the room of wood and furs. Her red hair scattered across the pillows. Her knees bent and parted for me.
“Now then, I believe it’s my turn to lick you clean,” I murmured as I crawled between her knees, finally getting a good look at her pussy.
It was pink, like her soft mouth, blushed cheeks, and hard nipples—parts of her I loved dearly. Her lips were in two sets. The outer ones appeared plump for cushioning against my hips. The inner pair like the petals of a flower—pretty and so unlike that of any other female on Trebianna. Herclitsat innocently where they met. Her pussy itself looked delicate and wet… and the size of one of my fingers. I’d have to talk her through taking me. It would be a tight fit.
But first, I had a job to do.
I cupped her face with one palm, squeezed her breast with another, and used my lower hands to lift her hips to my mouth. I’d shared enough of her sweet blackberry excitement tonight—itwas my turn to indulge. I licked at her entrance, wondering how we would make this work. She could probably take one of my cocks, but both at once? Definitely not tonight. Maybe not ever.
“I forgot how rough your tongue was.” Her voice was raspy and deep as she moaned and arched her back.
Good, she appreciates a rough touch. I pet her clit with my thumb to remind her that my fingers were grooved, too. The sounds coming from her raised from lulled throaty sounds to squeals. She was so vocal. It was good this cabin was in the middle of nowhere; I didn’t want to share these noises with anyone. And if this was baseline pleasure, I intended to make them much,muchlouder.
“You get one more unfilled orgasm, Little Goddess,” I rumbled. “Then I’m going to fuck you like the beast I am. And you’ll tell me just how much you love it when I do.”
“We put the bed outside the border, so you can—”
“Oh, darling.” I cut her off. “Don’t think for amomentI forgot that I get to fill your little pussy with my seed,” I chuckled, lapping in one long stroke from her pussy to her clit.
She moaned, reaching down and gripping my head with her thumbs on my horns as she’d done before. Did she like them? Did they remind her how different I was from those pathetic human males she’d been courted by? I nibbled my sharp teeth into her inner thigh until I tasted the faintest bit of copper. Just to make sure she knew she wasn’t laying with anything like them. She lifted off the mattress and cried out, her blackberry sweetness thickening. Vivian loved the more feral parts of me. It made it that much easier to submit to my own primal needs.
I ate her pussy like I was starving, forcing her thighs apart and holding them in place as she started to thrash underneathme. More fight in her. She tried to kick her legs, and—occasionally—I let her, just so I could pin them back down. She slapped at my head as she moaned my name. It spurred me on, the fight only making me hungrier.
I went to push a finger into her, but a sudden unhappy noise stopped me.
“No, I don’t want anything in me today unless it’s your cocks,” she whined.
She would make the insertionsomuch harder on herself without preparation, but I wouldn’t argue. If she wanted a little extra pain, who was I to judge? After all, my cocks got harder with each flailing limb’s blow to my head and shoulders as I feasted. I was grinding my hips into the damn mattress to keep them from aching with need while I helped her reach her peak.
