KATE
Kate hadn’t realized how long it had been since she’d been intimate with someone until Devlin went down between her legs and gave her the first mind-bending lick. She thought her soul was going to leap out of her body the moment his appendage touched hers. That pleasure in itself was enough to make her eyes roll into the back of her head.
Sex for Kate, like most heterosexual women, had been average. She had learned about it in school and through friends who poisoned her brain with misinformation about the female anatomy and a woman’s place in the sexual arena. Actual pleasure was a bonus when sleeping with men. She had come to believe that no one was going to know her body as well as she could, so why bother with the pre-roll-in-the-hay lecture?
The sex with Devlin had given her renewed faith in the concept of her own enjoyment, which she realized in the exact moment of her first orgasm of the night that it was paramount and essential.
Her entire sexual self was coming out from the darkness, one that had lived inside her mind for too long, building with ferocity. She felt it come to life, like Lazarus, when her climax rushed through her, and she connected directly with her feminine nature … the glittering presence of the moon.
It washed Devlin’s handsome face in a radiant, god-like glow as she climbed on top of him, half of her apprehensive about his size, the other half utterly confident that he was going to fit inside just like a puzzle piece.
He was careful, of course, which only made her want him more. He held her waist as she opened like a rose for him, slowly lowering herself onto his cock until he completely filled her. She groaned as she settled on top of him, feeling like he was going to split through her spine in the most spectacular way.
“You okay?”
He held her hip with one hand, then brought the other to her cheek. It wasn’t painful, feeling him inside her. It was a fullness she had never felt before, one that seemed to elevate beyond the physical limitations of her body.
Kate placed her hands on his shoulders, smiling. “I’m great,” she whispered.
She began to move slowly up and down on him, her knees resting softly on their clothes beside them, and he began to thrust upward with his big strong hands on her waist.
“Lord, Kate,” he grunted. “You are so beautiful.”
The catch, at that moment, was that she actually believed him. Men would say anything before and during sex to get what they wanted, the possession of desire as dark as a sorceress’ tongue. It was only after, once the rush of the thrill had dissipated that they returned to their human forms, which was almost always disappointing.
But as she rode Devlin in the dark, their only light source the soft incandescence of the moon, she felt like every word that came out of his mouth was gospel truth.
And that made her feel like the sexiest woman to ever walk the earth.
Their breaths were in sync as Devlin thrust upward, firmly but not too aggressively, and she met his thrusts with her own, firmly planting downward. She wrapped her arms around his head and sang sweet whimpers into his ear as he moved his fingers up her back, soft and silky like a spider’s web.
Kate felt wilder as Devlin kissed her chest, moving down to her breasts and capturing a nipple in his mouth. His suckling was lightning moving through her, like pulling at a thread that led directly down to her pussy. She watched him as he passionately made out with one breast before moving over to the other, giving each the attention they deserved.
She moaned against him as she began clapping on top of him faster. Her powerful thighs met his with a thunderous slap as he began to thrust along with her at equal velocity and intensity. Soon enough, her tits were bouncing as she desperately pounded into Devlin’s great cock, her hands gripping his shoulders as she found herself already nearing the edge again.
“Devlin, baby,” she crooned to him. “You feel so fucking good.”
He looked up at her with his dreamy hazel eyes, with one nipple still in his mouth. He smirked devilishly as he reached behind her with both hands, cupping her ass and letting out a primal snarl.
It was so dirty and so damn erotic, the way he dug his nails into her plump ass with animalistic desire. He held onto her ass as she continued to ride him, the sound of their pelvises smacking together a sensual and haunting melody.
He kept his mouth on her chest the entire time, grunting and groaning as he sucked at her, tightening his grip on her ass as she grew closer and closer to the avalanche of another orgasm. Kate had utterly lost sight of the fact that they were in the back garden of some stranger’s manor, fucking on a bench with a flowery rose bush acting as their only form of concealment.
But she didn’t care, and that was what truly said it all.
“Devlin,” she panted. “Oh, baby, I’m so close, I’m so close!”
He began stroking his cock inside of her even harder, faster, using her ass cheeks as leverage as he slightly elevated his own ass off of the bench. Kate was stunned by his strength as he remained in a squatting position while holding her by her ass and fucking her like a jackrabbit.
All while sucking at her tits.
The image of his muscles tensing in his arms as he held her up and the way his closed eyes appeared as he absorbed her nipples were enough to cause an avalanche of gratification
“Oh! Baby!”
Kate felt her walls contract against his cock while a swirl of light rivered through her entire body. She squeezed her eyes shut as her own fingernails dug into the back of Devlin’s neck, serenading him with her unfiltered moans of rapture. She didn’t realize that he was still holding her in the air as she shook against him, the orgasm finding its way around her body like a pinball machine.
She had lost complete sense of time as she felt Devlin spill inside her, his own beast releasing and grunting into the skin of her tits. He swirled around with his cock as they repeated each other’s names listlessly, still hovering in the air.