Page 13 of Bred By the Duke

“I need you inside me,” she moans.

That’s all it takes to have me climbing up the bed and lining myself up with her slit.

Her entrance was so tight around my tongue last night. For a second I hesitate and look at the round, blunt edge of my cock. I rub it over her and her eyes roll back a little on another moan.

“Please, Lucas,” she begs again.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I admit, but she is already wriggling downwards, pressing against me.

“It’s okay,” she says, lifting her knees more, and placing each hand on either side of her, pulling herself open for me. “I need it.”

I press forward until the head is inside her warmth, and we both groan. I go slow, pushing more of me into her until I’m bottomed out and her face is slack with arousal.

“God, I feel so full,” she whispers. “It’s like I can feel you everywhere.” Her head drops back onto the pillows, and she tilts her hips, arching her back on a longer moan. “I don’t think I can last long,” she says, her body moving now though I’m not entirely sure she is in control of it. Her pelvis tilts and rocks and her cunt grips me tight.

“That’s good.” I have to force the words out of my throat because I’m suing ever bit of willpower to stop myself from nutting into her before she finishes.

“Do you really want to fill me?” she asks, her voice almost a plea now, a whine of desperation. “Tell me, Lucas, tell me how badly you want to fill my pussy.” She is rocking harder now and my vision is starting to blue at the edges. Her own movements are making her tits rock and her large nipples are peaked, making my mouth water.

Her hand shoots out, grabbing onto the duvet and twisting it in her fingers. “Fuck, Lucas. Fuck me!”

The last of my will power frays and snaps and drag my cock out all the way to the tip and ram back into her hard enough that her tits bounce almost to her chin.

“Yes,” she cries out, her other hand going to my ass and pulling me closer, getting me as deep as she can. “Again,” she demands.

I comply. Over and over and over until there’s nothing left but the sensation of her warm cunt squeezing me. Then something changes, she tightens in waves, fluttering around my shaft before she arches from the bed with a scream that breaks part way.

My balls don’t stand a chance. They release everything I have, spurt after spurt as she arches against me in waves, dragging my cock impossibly deeper, sucking me dry until my cock shudders and softens with the exertion.

She is spent, her body twitching as I wilt from her.

I lower myself down the bed, keeping her legs pressed apart with my hands, and watch her swollen pussy as it quivers. Our mixed juices leak from her, and I scoop them up with two fingers and slide them in.

“That’s it Babygirl,” I say gently. “You keep all my thick cum inside you.” I pull a pillow from beside her with my free hand and tell her to lift her ass just enough so I can place it under her. “I’m going to fill you again as soon as I can,” I promise, kissing her mound, then running my tongue over each of her lips.

She shivers and moans again. Quieter now as she slips into sleep.

I manage to reach the blanket at the bottom of the bed, and pull it over her while keeping my fingers exactly where they are. Then I settle down between her legs and make myself comfortable, because I’m going to worship this pussy all night long.

Chapter Seven

Rochelle

In my dream, everything feels too hot, and my pussy is tightening around something but it just doesn’t feel like enough. I grind and grind but I just can’t reach what I want…

“Rochelle.”

My eyes open, my hips are still moving, and immediately I realize the problem with my dream.

Lucas has two fingers indie me, but it doesn’t compare to the girth of him. That’s when I know I’m ruined for anything and anyone else.

“Look at you,” he says in the dim light between us, “riding my fingers so eagerly.”

How does he do this to me? How does he make me so desperate and needy?

He brings his mouth to me and kisses my clit, causing my hips to jerk and a shocked sound to escape my throat.

“Do you need to come again?” he asks. “Because I’m ready to fill you again if that’s what you want.”