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"So fucking sensitive." He actually laughed like there was some sort of humorous joke in his words, but my anger was extinguished as he suddenly dived right in once again, his tongue suddenly thrusting into me with an uncontrollable rhythm that seemed impossible to track.
All I could do was brace myself, my arms shaking as I fought hard not to let them collapse. If I dared do that, all of this would end early and there was no way I'd allow myself to give up.
I earned this orgasm like it was a damn medal, and no matter whether it was Onyx or his ass of a wolf, I'd ride out the waves of my climax. I could feel its approach, my wall tightening around his tongue that was forcing its way into the tight space. I was moaning wildly while sweat dripped down the sides of my face and began to outline my body.
At the last minute, he gripped me firmly, his fingernails digging into my flesh while those harsh calloused hands held my weight. His tongue sank in deep, and I came undone like a crumbling wall, my screams splintering through the air as my whole body stilled from the swarming bliss of my release.
I barely caught my breath as my arms suddenly gave out, but Onyx caught me like he expected it, and suddenly I was being held princess-style and being carried right towards the bedroom.
With how swiftly he was walking, I knew this was truly the beginning because I'd just unlocked a beast. He threw me on the bed and I had barely recovered from the orgasm as he tugged my legs until my ass was on the edge of the side of the bed and he slid his massive thickness into me.
We moaned together as his cock expanded me like no other. It was so unexpected that I suddenly was hit with another orgasm that had my head smashing against the sheets as I gripped them firmly.
The viperous chuckle that escaped his lips was enough to make me open my eyes halfway to see the bright silver orbs appreciating my sweat-cloaked body that was bathed by the moon's rays.
"Guess that's two orgasms for me," he declared with a wink as those very eyes of treachery shifted to raw black. "Now it's my turn," he announced like we'd just begun a fight in the ring and it was his turn to give all the strikes.
I actually feared the look in his eyes, knowing what he was capable of when he inched close enough to that triggering point between pleasure and competition, but I also trusted him.
Trusted that he'd take great pleasure in hurting me but never be the culprit of shattering me.
"Do your worst," I threatened, the words leaving me without even thinking. I swear I had to slap whatever possessed me in times like these. It was as though I wanted him to kill me with sex.
The way he grinned actually lit goosebumps along my arms, but there was no time to recover as he began to hammer into me with no warning. He pumped into me like his life depended on it, my breasts bouncing swiftly as I grew hotter than before.
My moans and cries for more were louder than ever, bouncing off the soundproof walls, encasing all the flowing words for him to move faster.
These moments were where I submitted completely to him, allowing my possessive whatever-he-was to take control of my body, mind, and soul. In this element, he ruled me, like a king entering his throne room, and he knew the control he possessed in these moments was like holding precious diamonds.
When I cried out and came, he grunted and pulled out before I was lifted and flipped right over, landing on the sheets. I couldn't even recover as he slid right into me once more, his hand coming down on my ass which only made me moan louder as I begged him to do that again.
These wild rides were so exhilarating to me. The burning sensation came from the slapped area, which was probably blistering red, while his cock thrusted into me - coated in my wetness after cumming three times already.
I could tell he was reserving his orgasm, wanting to bury his cock as deeply as he could into me while marking me with his aggressiveness. That forceful attitude was what helped me feel alive in these vehement moments, feeding all my desires while catering to his possessive need to inflict agony to accompany the gluttony.
"Onyx!" I cried out as the rush of my orgasm threaded right through me, but it didn't slow him down as he kept thrusting deeply into me, hitting the perfect spot that had me quivering beneath him.
He was in his own world now, his release clearly close as his erratic thrusts were so deep and rapid that all I could do was brace for what felt like the rush of yet another spasm of euphoria.
"Willow!" He cried out my name as he sank deeply into me. It was enough to thrust me right into another spiraling submission as I writhed beneath him. I hadn't even realized what position we were in until he collapsed on top of me, giving himself a moment's grace to breathe as the two of us panted hard, droplets of sweat dripping down to the sheets beneath us.
I'm was quivering beneath him as he recovered, but he finally gave me the time out I needed to calm down from the delirious high I was in. We knew if he didn't, I'd be down for the count with one more hyper session like that.
"Fucking dangerous," I finally breathed when words seemed to make sense in my mind.
Onyx laughed before hovering over me and kissing me. I moaned into his mouth, feeling his hand already venturing between my legs and beginning to stimulate my pussy in preparation.
"We're going to be up all night if you do this," I muttered against his lips.
"I've missed you," he grumbled like he hated the fact he admitted it so easily, but I could see in his lust-filled eyes that he actually meant his words. I hesitated to acknowledge it, but he knew better as he kissed me yet again, but with a softness that had my toes curling.
"I missed you, too," I finally admitted, ignoring the pinch in my heart that was desperate to truly be his.
To be his mate. His destined one. His everything.
I hated the idea that we couldn't be more than this. That we both feared commitment because a day would come when someone would waltz into his life and take him away from me. He fought against his needs because he didn't want to shatter me.
Not just break me like in the art of sex, but destroy my heart as he was forced to move on with another woman because the Moon deemed her worthy in comparison to a human like me.
