“Oh, God, Henry!”
Henry wanted to give her everything she wanted. He was going to make her feel like her body was scattered like little drops of stars, a soaring pleasure that she felt may never leave her body.
He continued stroking her, feeling her wetness coating his fingers as he sucked continuously. Olivia began gyrating her hips rhythmically against his fingers and face, her breath beginning to hitch in her throat.
“Oh, my, baby,” she moaned. “Oh, my, love, I’m going over the edge!”
Henry was possessed. He suckled at her honey taste while she shoved her body urgently into him. He could feel her energy intensifying as she lost herself in her pleasure, holding her breath as she came with a look of relieved agony on her face. Henry wanted to capture that look in his mind for all eternity.
She orgasmed into his mouth as she leaned back against the couch, her hands gripping against her chest and rubbing her breasts as she rocked against him. Her cries were lovely, and her taste exploded in Henry’s mouth. When she came down, she began removing her shirt, gasping for air as Henry lapped up her juices.
“Baby,” she said.
Henry looked up at her. She was wonderfully exasperated but had a twinkle in her eye that was terribly naughty.
“I want you,” she whispered, then licked her lips.
Henry tore himself from her center, then leaned over the couch slowly. He reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. Her wonderful chest spilled out in front of him, so round and luscious.
“Damn, Olivia,” Henry moaned.
She licked her lips again, flashing at him a devilish smirk. He couldn’t take it anymore, so he plunged his mouth into hers as she parted for him, welcoming the mix of his taste plus her own arousal.
Henry brought his hands to her lovely neck, holding it lovingly as he wandered her mouth with his own. She moaned against him, relentlessly needy, and he slowly sat on the couch beside her, never losing their locked lips.
She followed suit, shifting her body, so her wetness was hovering over his hard shaft. She lightly touched herself, the electricity slithering through her body. Henry smiled, rubbing at her stomach, then cupping her generous tits.
“Olivia,” he moaned, shaking his head. “You are a fucking goddess.”
She continued to grin as she lowered her pussy onto him, guiding his thickness inside her as her mouth fell open. That pained look of glorious rapture painted her gaze once more.
Henry ran his fingers over her hard nipples as she settled on top of him, her tightness around his member making him a little dizzy. She pressed against his chest, wrapping her arms around his head as he bowed to her, kissing and sucking at her wonderful neck as she began bouncing.
They were making love slowly at first, with Olivia rolling herself on top of him, eliciting sounds of astonishment and delight. Henry wrapped his hands around her lower back, stroking her, loving the way her goosebumps rose beneath his touch. He breathed in her incredible fragrance, tracing her neck all the way down to her voluptuous breasts. He kissed them delicately as he moved inside her.
At that moment, as both of their naked bodies collided, Henry knew that he had never really been in love before. He knew she was his mate, but there was something more cosmic, something ineffable, that went beyond his nature as a shifter. Holding her body against his, sensing her breathing and absolute vulnerability, was the most transcendent he knew he would ever feel.
Olivia began bouncing up and down harder against him, and she began to lose her breath. She used his shoulders for leverage as she plowed on top of him harder, lost in the bliss of the moment.
“Yes, baby, take what you want from me,” Henry growled.
Olivia slammed rapidly against his cock as Henry wrapped his mouth around her breast, sucking at her nipples intermittently. She moaned his name as she slid closer and closer to her bliss, their bodies slapping loudly against each other as her hunger for him took over.
Henry held onto her hips as he sucked at her, meeting her need as rapidly as she moaned for it. He could feel himself nearing the edge but wanted to make sure he made Olivia’s body glide into the abyss that was her climax.
“Oh yes, Henry, baby!” She screamed his name.
Henry snarled into her tits as he hammered her. Olivia let out a ridiculously sexy squeal, then froze for a moment, her orgasm spilling out all over his cock. She shook against him violently as he continued to slap inside her. He adored the way she quivered, rolling her body against him in animal-like ecstasy.
“Yes, baby, lap up that orgasm,” Henry grunted, still leaning into her breasts.
He couldn’t hold himself in anymore. The sight of Olivia on top of him writhing was too alluring to resist. When he let himself go, he crooned her name and felt stars dancing through his veins.
They rocked lovingly against each other as they rode the roller coaster of their climaxes. Henry brought his hands to his beloved’s thick thighs, giving them a good squeeze as he filled her.
Olivia was moaning softly, still rocking slowly against him as he leaned his head against her chest. She caressed his hair and head as she cradled him in her arms.
Henry could hear her heart beating fast as he came down from his orgasm. She was warm and delightful, and he used his hands to run his fingers lightly over her skin. She moaned low, loving the tickle feeling his hands could give her, especially after two mind-blowing orgasms.