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I’m so slick with honey that I can hear him bucking into me, and his heavy panting at my ear fills me with fire. “Will,” I gasp out, “Will, oh god, Will!”
“Shame on you for covering up my mark,” he growls, and before I can respond, his mouth goes to my neck, licking away the makeup I used to cover it up, and then his mouth moves over to the other side of me, sucking hard and relentlessly again.
I cry out at the overwhelming sensation of his teeth at my neck, the sensitive flesh so willing and exposed. I can’t help but give everything over to this huge, powerful, virile man.
He marks me a second time, this time higher on my neck. I know I’m never going to wear a collar high enough to cover that. “Wear it, Harper,” he growls, “wear it as a mark of pride. You want to be mine? You’ll look the part.”
“Yes, Will!” I cry out, “I’m yours — take all of me!”
His cock swells at my obedience, and I try desperately to push my hips further, to take in more of him, but I realize that all of my body is under his control. He feels my motion and brings me in closer, but I’m a fuck-toy to him, a doll in his hands to manipulate as he pleases.
The window doesn’t shake as he pounds me against it, but my ass is pressed against it, and I feel the sunlight from the other side showing off my whole body.
“I want everyone to see, Harper,” he growls. “You’re the rarest beauty I’ve ever come across, girl, and I’m going to make you mine and mine alone. And everyone will know it.” At that, my cunt tightens, my whole body arching up like a breaking wave to his approval, to his desire, and as he bucks harder and deeper than ever before, striking my g-spot he so expertly found the moment he met me, I cry out as my orgasm crashes, wave breaking on the ivory shores of this beautiful island.
“I want everyone to know, Will,” I gasp as electricity ripples through me. “I want you to take me at the research site, in city hall, anywhere!”
“I’ll take you when I want, as often as I want,” he growls, his voice more a beast’s than a man’s as he pumps into me. Then, in a swift motion, he carries me to his desk, sweeping aside all the work before him and pulling out just long enough to put me on my knees on it.
Feeling him leave me is so saddening, and I push my ass up, presenting myself to him, confessing my need for him without any word but a moan of desire, a string of my honey and his precum between my lips and his swollen, shining cock.
For a moment, nothing else but his dick matters. My degree be damned! My body is his right now, and I want him to take every inch of it.
He grasps my ass and impales me again, and at this angle, the feeling is so overwhelming that my arms give out, and my face is pressed into the desk as he pounds, balls swinging heavily.
“I’m going to breed you, Harper,” he says in a commanding, firm tone, “you’ll have my children as my seed grows in you. I can smell how fertile you are — those firm fucking hips have been hungry for my cock from the moment you saw me. And I knew I’d plant it in you from that very second.”
“Give it to me!” I beg, whimper, clenching my pussy as tight as I can in an effort to take more of his cock into me. He pounds fiercely, and I feel his balls start to tighten, my own stomach doing the same as I get ready.
His cock arches up as he spills past the moment of no return, and as it hits my g-spot, I let out a sharp, long, fulfilled cry as he sends me spiralling into orgasm with a hot shot of his come, pearly, virile seed spilling into my womb, my fertile and hungry pussy getting utterly plastered with his masculine seed as he keeps pounding, a guttural growl in his chest as he releases himself into me.
So, so much of it comes out as I clench, milking as much as I can. Finally, the tide ends, but I hear him growl, “Don’t worry, darling.” He stays in me as he lifts me up, sitting back on his chair and stroking my hair as I sit there on his stiff cock, a mess of emotion and pleasure, fucked silly as he whispers in my ear.
“With a year in front of us, there will be much, much more where that came from.”
5
Three years later, I’m still looking back fondly on the first meeting with the man of my dreams. It was such a storm, such a rush, but I needed it in a way I never could have known. The rest of the year passed in absolute bliss. And the best part? That storm of excitement hasn’t ended.
I go by Harper Delaney now, after the wedding outside London where I was already starting to show my first child. Our son is two now, and his two younger siblings are growing up almost as fast as he is. And still, every single night with Will is a new, unexpected bliss. He takes me hard, fast, and strong while we work together on non-profit charities around the world.
I’m sporting a Master’s degree now, and my research broke ground that will have people visiting the island for research purposes for decades to come. I may be happy to work from a home office now, remotely contacting the next bright students heading to the island for their own research an
d giving advice, but as my children scurry around me and my massive, strong husband wraps his arms around me, kissing the nape of my neck and feeling the fourth child I have starting to swell in my belly, I can’t help but think.
Nobody in the world who goes to that island is going to have as good a time as I did.
