I can practically feel the satisfaction radiating off him as he murmurs, “You’re fucking soaked, baby girl. Did you know that?”
“Yes,” I whisper. There’s no point denying it.
He growls softly, fucking his fingers into me a few times. But again, before the pleasure can build into a full orgasm, he stops. He spanks my other ass cheek, and this time, I can feel a gush of wetness ooze from me and trail down my inner thigh.
“I could fuck you until we were both raw, and it would never be enough,” he grates out, sliding his cock between my ass cheeks as he delves his fingers into my soaked pussy again. He teases my clit just a bit before pulling away, and I practically sob with frustrated arousal.
“Please, North…”
I’m vaguely aware that I’m full-out begging now, but I don’t even care. I don’t care one bit if it means I’ll get what I want. What Ineed.
“Mmm.” A pleased sound reverberates in his chest, and he finally slides his cock into me again, allowing my pussy to clench around him once more. “Is this what you want?”
“More. Please. Oh, fuck!”
I try to bump back against him, to make him fuck me harder and deeper, but his hands are like vices where they grip the flesh of my hips. He holds me steady, moving me just as much ashewants, as he fucks me in a way that keeps me balancing on a knife’s edge of pleasure.
He keeps doing that, changing our positions every so often, always pulling out of me when I’m right on the verge of coming.
Every single nerve ending in my body is awake and screaming by now, my skin flushed and so sensitive that the barest brush of his fingertips feels like a trail of fire. When he flips me over onto my back again and spreads my ankles, holding my legs open wide as he plunges back inside me, I wonder for a second why his face is blurry—and then I realize I’m actually crying.
I’m so on edge that tears gather in my eyes, and I toss my head back and forth as my fingers practically shred holes in the sheets.
“Please, North,” I pant out. “Oh god, please. Please, please…”
“Please what?” He stares down at me with dark eyes, his jaw set in a way that makes it clear this is testing his self-control too. “What, Kiara?”
“Please fuck me. Hard. Fast. Please make me come.”
“Make you come on my cock? Make your greedy little pussy swallow me up? Is that what you want?”
“Yes. Yes, please!”
North’s nostrils flare as he drags his cock almost all the way out of me in a slow movement. Then, without another word, he slams back inside me, pounding into me hard and fast just like I begged him to. His grip is tight on my ankles, controlling my body and holding me wide for him as he drives into me over and over.
And finally, the pressure that’s been building inside me breaks. An orgasm tears through me, seeming to overtake my entire body all at once. My head tilts back, my neck straining as my back arches, and a full-throated scream pours from my lips.
“North!”
“That’s right, baby,” he grits out, sweat beading on his brow as he fucks me into the bed. I can see his muscles straining, his teeth bared and his abs contracting over and over as the debauched slapping sound of our bodies colliding fills the air. “Take me. Fucking take me. Come all over my cock.”
And I do.
I keep coming, the orgasm seeming to go on forever.
I’ve had multiples with my mates many times, one peak of pleasure rolling into another. But this time, it doesn’t feel like separate climaxes. It feels like I’ve turned into pure ecstasy, like my body has been filled top to bottom with the most intense sensations I’ve ever experienced.
North lets out a deep grunt, his thrusts falling out of rhythm as he jerks inside me. A hot rush fills my insides, and still, I keep coming. It’s only as he finally starts to slow his thrusts in the aftermath of his own release that I finally start to feel myself come down from mine.
Slowly, the world comes back into focus again. My body goes limp against the bed, and I suck in air like I’ve been underwater for the past several minutes, my lungs burning with a need for oxygen.
“Holy shit,” I pant out. “Holy shit, that was…”
“Yeah.” North’s eyes burn with emotion as he stares down at me. “It was.”
He releases my legs, draping his upper body over mine again as he kisses me deeply. I wrap my arms around his neck, delving my fingers into his hair as I kiss him back, and after a moment, he rolls us so that he’s on his back with me on top of him.
He reaches up to tuck a lock of dark hair behind my ear, and I turn my head to kiss his hand before he can pull it away. A smile curves his lips, and he lets me press another kiss to his palm before he withdraws his hand.