Page 3 of Owning Amethyst


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It’s the fact that they are forbidden to the likes of us that makes owning such rare beauties the pinnacle of our existence. Who are we, you might ask? To you, we are wretched men of crime. Monsters born to cause pain and suffering to every human we touch.

We deserve death. I’ve known that truth every decade I commit crimes in the name of my family. Three of them I’ve spent with a gun in one hand and blood on the other. I know what I am talking about.

But her. My jewel makes me want to be a good man. We both know I’m not. I never will be. And maybe that is for the best. A good man wouldn’t do what I am about to do.

“My sweet Amethyst,” I murmur against her smooth flesh. “You make me too weak to resist. Forgive me, my jewel.”

My touch lingers on her breasts a moment longer before tracing the outline of her swelling middle. My mouth follows, caressing over taut flesh until my tongue tastes the sweetness of her bare folds.

Amethyst shudders in her sleep as I move between her thighs and slowly spread them to fit my shoulders. I dip for a taste and groan at already finding her honey slipping from her core.

“Sleep, my jewel and let me take care of you.” My cock pulsates with the need to have her heat wrapped around me. I am hard, ready and damn I’m so hungry for her it is tempting to forget about all the outside problems. I ignore the voice in my head telling me to get my ass moving and savor the sweetness of my wife a little longer.

Mine.

That word plays through my head over and over as I sip from her core. I drag my tongue up her seam without a care that my wife sleeps as I taste her juices. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt letting her have this fantasy dream is better than waking her to the heartache my words would cause.

Gently holding her open, I drag the wide pad of my tongue through her slit all the way to her sweet little nub. Flicking it, I take my time wrapping my lips around her pleasure spot and then sucking it between my lips.

Watching her react to me in her sleep is the most depraved fucking thing I can do, but I can’t stop myself.

Her head falls from side to side, those pretty lips of hers parting as she breathes heavily for me. Searching fingers come between her thighs and I kiss each one as my jewel strokes her clit.

Gripping her inner thighs with my callused-roughened hands, I hold her open and pleasure her core with my tongue. Greed takes over and I drive the tip into her, matching her rhythm until she stills.

A throaty moan draws me up short and I think she’s finally awake, but I’m too consumed by the way her walls pulsate to verify one way or another. Hot juices spill and I curl my tongue into her, savoring her honey.

Damn, I’m a sick bastard for this. When I finally raise my gaze, I find a flush coloring her cheeks and her chest rising and falling heavily. Her hand lies between her legs and her lashes still touch the tops of her cheeks.

I didn’t think I could fall more in love with a woman. I stand corrected. I peel the back of my zipper from my rock-hard length and grit through the throbbing pain.

A primal sound rumbles up my chest and thickens with a soul’s deep need to have her release on my cock.

I pop the button and ease my hand in, drawing out my length. Stroking the thickness I work my cock and pre-cum coats the bulbous head. Keeping my moves slow, I ease her hand aside and spread her folds. With my other hand, I guide the head of my cock to her entrance.

A fine sheen of sweat breaks out across my body and every muscle I have trembles under the effort to not wake her. This moment is for me and when she wakes… well, what my jewel finds is all for her.

Guiding the swollen head of my cock up and down her slit is heaven and hell. Veins bulge and heat hotter than lava burns me from the inside out. I dare take what I own, slipping inside her pussy. At first I give only an inch, then two.

“Oliver.”

Her lips move with a whisper of my name. “Sleep baby. Sleep. Daddy has you.”

I feed her dripping little pussy another inch and more until my balls caress her ass.

I pull out to the mewls of her moans and push back in. I could make this last all night but if I fuck her with the savagery of my hunger, she’ll wake and I will never leave.

Stroking her clit, I push in once more and release hot ropes of seed into her claimed womb as she joins me in climaxing. Before I’m fully finished, I pull out and smear the rest of my seed over her shaved, bare folds in a way that makes me feel I’ve marked her.

I lean my head down and press a kiss over her abdomen. “My sweetness, you have no idea the gift you have given me.”

I rise from the bed and adjust my clothing. With only moonlight as a source of light, I slip the band on my ring finger off. I set it on the nightstand next to hers. It will be a clear enough message. A promise. I can only hope she remembers the vows we took.

“Sleep my beautiful jewel and know I will be back to reclaim you and this ring when the time is right.”

My soul darkens. I have never cursed another human being before. Killed them for their sins, yes, but never cursed them. Right now, I want to lay the blackest curse I can conjure up on my brother’s soul for putting me in this predicament.

I dare one more touch and thread my fingers through her hair. Silky blackness falls through my fingers and I can’t help thinking this is the last I will have her this close to me.

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