“Tell me, baby. Say it.” He said, reaching his hand down to my center and rubbed my nub with his thumb. Working circles around my hard and wet core.
“Let go, Ari. Cum for me. I want you to cum around my cock. I want to feel your pussy throb with pleasure!”
Balthazar’s words pushed me over the edge as he rubbed my nub harder. My core tightened around his dick with such a tight throbbing sensation, that my body shook. I felt a rush of ecstasy wash over my body as a gush of wetness leaked from my pussy. “Oh FUCK!” I screamed as I came.
My body shook as the most beautiful experience of my life erupted deep within me. My body felt electrified, sensitive, blissful as he continued to rub my nub, making this feeling last. I wanted it to last forever. I wanted to feel it again and again.
He leaned down to kiss me. “I hope you're prepared to cum again because I plan to make you cum all night long.”
Instantly, Balthazar removed his cock from my body, making me moan. He quickly, rolled me over onto my stomach, then lifted my hips up, until I was on all fours.
“Now, you’re fucking mine,” he growled, kissing up and down my spine, leaving me feeling a tingle on my skin where his lips were. He splayed his fingers out as he placed a hand on my back and slowly put his cock in my pussy, entering me from behind. It felt different but oh so good. He already felt deeper but still had a few inches to go. My pussy was still sensitive from before, but I didn’t care. Once Balthazar was all the way in, he started to move faster. I began to moan just after a few thrusts, and then he started pounding into me furiously.
I felt his grip tighten as I felt a hard slap on my butt.
I cried out as I felt another slap in time with his thrust, making my body heat all over. He was dominating me. Taking over all aspects of my soul without even knowing it. The more he used me, the more I wanted. He had awakened something so dark, so sensual within me, I felt as if I were flying.
Balthazar gripped my hip with one hand as he wrapped his fingers in my hair and yanked it slightly as he sped up. This made me incredibly hot and sent a direct pleasure line to my core. I reached between my legs and started to rub my nub. I was so close again. Balthazar reached around with one hand and began to play with my nipples while he fucked me and pulled my hair. All this stimulation was going to send me into oblivion. My head was spinning, but I knew I wanted to feel him inside of me, “Yes! Fuck me, Balthazar! Fuck me harder!” I screamed as he furiously pounded into me from behind.
Growling, Balthazar cried, “Son of a bitch!”
My pussy tightened and gripped Balthazar’s cock as I felt him unleashed within me. I felt him pulse and stiffen even harder as something warmed my core. My own pussy convulsed, tightened around him as that familiar euphoric feeling encompassed me, again.
We collapsed in a heap on the bed, out of breath—both of our bodies covered in a sheen of sweat. My whole body was quivering, my head was spinning, my mind was hazy, and I was completely out of breath.
I was no longer innocent. I had lain with a man, given him my body.
Grinning, I said nothing as I felt Balthazar’s strong arms wrap around me and his body spooning against me. “How do you feel?” he asked, stroking his fingers up and down my arm. As my body relaxed, I could feel how sore I was between my legs. Yet I couldn’t stop myself from saying, “I want more.”
Thirteen
Ghost
She was exquisite. I’d never felt anything like that before. Seeing her laying on that bed, peacefully sleeping unencumbered by anything around her, she looked like Eve from the Garden of Eden. She was everything good and innocent in this world, and I just took her. I claimed her. She was mine forever.
I spent the night ravishing her body. Worshiping her like the goddess she was. She was eager, always asking me for more, and God help me. I gave her what she wanted until I couldn’t anymore.
She finally fell asleep a few hours ago, and since then, I had been lying next to her, watching her. I knew I shouldn’t have done it, but I couldn’t stop myself. I never wanted anything more before in my life, and I still wanted her. She had just fucked the devil and didn’t know it.
I didn’t know what was going to happen between us, and I didn’t care. For right now, she was mine, and I was going to take whatever she gave me. Slipping from the bed, I made my way to the bathroom closet and quickly did my business. Coming out, I headed for the small kitchen and washed my hands, then starting a pot of coffee.
Sitting at the small table, I watched her sleep and wondered what she was dreaming about. Was she dreaming? Dreaming of me? What we did? I wondered if she would be sorry. Would she regret everything? I hoped not because as soon as she woke up, I planned on retaking her.
Reaching for my phone, I checked my messages and then remembered I needed to call Reaper. Dialing his number, I got up and poured myself a cup of coffee.
“About fucking time,” Reaper said curtly. “When I say call at your convenience, I mean mine, asshole.”
Grinning, I replied. “Sure, boss.”
“Don’t start with me. I’ve had a shitty couple of days. Remi is on a tare about being in lockdown. Apparently, she had another appointment with Stacie in town to get her hair done. Like I can remember fucking shit like that. My woman is beautiful the way she is, but she doesn’t care. When I told her to reschedule, she went off like a banshee, and now she won’t even let me touch her. My balls hurt, man! Then, your fucking brother up and disappears without a ‘fuck you later, asshole.’No clue where the silent bastard ran off too. Player and Massacre won’t shut the fuck up. Smoke and Viper have become best buds or something, which is freaking everyone out. Bullseye and Chaos left yesterday, leaving me with a pissed-off Kitty, and to top it all off, the fucking coffee machine broke when Chains decided he wanted to take up numb chucks. So, don’t fuck with me. Not today.”
God, I wanted to laugh so badly, but I knew it would only piss him off more. That man was a bastard most days, but without coffee or pussy, he was going to kill someone for sure. Taking a long slow drink of my coffee, I made sure he heard me moan and swallow the addicting brew.
“What are you drinking?”
“Nothing.”
“Fucking liar.” Reaper groaned. “I hate you right now. Anyway, as to why I wanted you to call me yesterday. The fucking Collector knows where you’re at.”