“It is going to fit, little Angel and if there are miracles possible in Heaven, then I am going to breed you, sweetness. I am going to blow my demon seed inside of you and plant it in your womb. You want that, don’t you?” I don’t know if that is possible. I have never seen anyone in Heaven pregnant. Women who get collected when they are with child, the child is an infant when they make it here, and forever that way. But, if it is possible, I want it more than anything. I can feel my womb quivering thinking about having a baby, a piece of me and him inside of me. Would the elders let that happen? Could it happen?
Moving closer to me, he leans on his hands and knees and crawls over me, kneeing my thighs open for him. “Oh baby. Grab your knees, little Angel and pull them back to your ears. I need to be inside of you now. Eating your tiny, juicy pussy has made me ravenous to feel your cunt wrap around my cock.”
Blind with lust and with possibilities of the future, I grab my knees. I don’t know what comes over me. I feel like a vixen right now. With one finger, I slide through my slick folds and throw my head back at how sensitive I am. “Fuck.” he says almost to himself. Feeling bolder, I bring it to my mouth intent on tasting myself when he practically jumps on top of me. “NO! MINE! My sweet, sticky honey. Give me your fingers.” Holding them out for him, he shoves my fingers in his mouth and I could cum right now.
“Mmmm sweetness. I was trying, but you fucked up. I’m sorry.” Before I can figure out the apology, he impales himself inside of me breaking through my hymen in one shove. The pain is piercing, but nothing compares to the feeling of having all of him inside of me.
“Oh, God!!!” I cry, no longer aware of the number of sins I am racking up.
“Shhhhh. I’m so sorry baby. I should have been more careful with you. Jesus, you feel so good. I don’t know if I can hold on, baby. Your tight little pussy is sucking the life from my cock right now. Fuck. Never felt anything so good.” I test out the feeling by squeezing my walls and am jolted by the zing of pleasure that shoots through me.
“What the fuck. Don't do that. I'm barely holding on.” he grunts into my shoulder.
“It’s ok Master. You can move. I feel so full. I need you to move.” He raises his head at my use of the word Master. His eyes cut through the lust and see right to the heart of me. “Say it again, little Angel. Who am I?”
“The master of my heart and body.” It’s true. In minutes he has become vital to me being me. He leans down and kisses me. Slowly, sliding his tongue in my mouth. It hits me that of all we have done in this short time, this is our first kiss.
Never having been kissed before, I am shocked at the level of intimacy and the closeness I am feeling. He moves in and out of me, over and over, while his mouth seeks mine. There is not a part of my body right now not touching his. It feels incredible. I feel complete. Whole. Home. So lost in the moment, I meet his thrusts wanting this to be as good for him as it is for me.
“Look at you greedy girl. I just broke through your cherry and already you're demanding everything from me. Fucking hungry pussy. Shit. I can’t hold on baby. Your snatch is too tight and wet. My cock is on overdrive.”
“It’s ok, Crane. I can take it. Give it to me.” I am meeting his thrusts in a frenzy. His mouth is still ravenously devouring mine. I can feel my body preparing itself to accept his come. He lifts his head and looks at me, his eyes searing into mine. I see the delirium in him. The overwhelming lust he is trying to contain, but I don’t want him to tame it. I want it all. “Crane.” I say his name to pull him from his contemplation.
“I fucking love you, my Angel. I never knew love, even in my time on earth. I was cold, baby. Unfeeling and not nice. I never knew love, but now I do. Now I know what it feels like. It feels like you, Angel.” Tears fall from the side of my eyes, and he picks them up.
“Crane, I love you too.” I see the emotion in his eyes and then it is clouded by his need for me.
He leans back and batters into me like his life depends on it. My nails find traction in his skin and the hiss that leaves his mouth, followed by the speed with which he fucks me is...EVERYTHING. I can feel an orgasm just on the edge and suddenly he pushes me over. His finger finds my already swollen clit and pinches it, then blackness. The last thing I feel is his seed spreading inside of me and completeness. I am finally whole. Finally home. In his arms.