A Steamy S3x Session
SEBASTIAN. I thrust into her as her naked body presses against mine.Fuck…
I’m consumed by the intoxication she drowns me in. I can feel the cuff digging into her skin as I fondle her boobs roughly. She’s grinding down on my cock, meeting my thrusts as best she can.
Our lips are moulded against one another, both of us fighting for dominance. I yank her head back, attacking her neck with kisses.
“So… did you miss me?” I ask mockingly. ” Because you are so fucking wet… Tell me, baby girl, were you horny for me?”
She scoffs, a sexy smirk on her flushed face as she grips onto me tightly. “I was horny for your dick.” She replies cockily.
“Oh yeah? I like that…” I growl, grabbing her hips and yanking her up. As much as I want to fuck her brains out, I want to taste her first. “Bastian!”
“I want to dine on this pussy. I’m starved.” I growl, pushing her onto the table and burying my face between her thighs. She moans in pleasure, her hand twisting into my hair.
“Fuck, look how wet you are for me,” I growl as she moans, arching her back a little as I assault her pussy. “Oh, that’s it, lick my pussy.” She whimpers hornily.
I reach up, slipping my thumb into her mouth as I continue to eat her out. She wraps her lips. around my thumb, and I plunge two fingers. from my other hand into her pussy.
“Ah!” she gasps as I begin fucking her with them, playing with her clit. It’s not long before she comes and I pull my fingers out, slipping my tongue into her folds and licking up her juices that coat her pussy and thigh.
“Fuck… baby,” she whimpers as she sits up, wiping my chin, which is covered with her. juices, before she kisses me hungrily. Sliding off the table, she takes out the key, unlocking the cuffs and is about to pocket them when I take one from her and pull her coat off. Grabbing her wrists, i pull them behind her back and cuff them together. “Bastian, what are you doing!”
“What I’ve always wanted to do… treat you like my little sex doll…” I brush her hair back and she rolls her eyes. “Then you better give me your cock,” she answers seductively, making me throb harder.
I grab hold of it, yanking her forward as I stroke it and she moans, her eyes flicker to my cock, and she licks her lips. I sit back and push her to her knees. “Now be a good girl and suck my dick.”
“Yes, Alpha,” she purrs.
Fuck, she’s a temptress and a fucking tease. My eyes blaze as I watch her run her tongue along my cock before she takes the tip of it into her mouth, my control slips and I grab her head thrusting into her mouth.
She moans loudly and begins sucking me off, the sound of her slurping and moans fill the room mixed with my own moans as I watch her bob on my cock.
I’m near, so damn near…
“Fuck!” I curse as I hit my release, pleasure rolling through me in intense waves as I ram into her mouth, making her gag for a second, but she keeps sucking me off until she’s milked every last drop. I pull her head back, removing my now flaccid cock from her mouth, with a little pop.
“That tasted so good,” she whispers, licking her lips. Her eyes glow orange as she looks up at me, the epitome of perfection.
“That’s my good girl,” I growl huskily before kissing her roughly. I stand up, tugging her up too and pulling her against me as we continue to exchange breathless, hungry kisses.
With her, it’s never enough. Even now as I rake my eyes over her I want her again. She looks. fragile with her slender shoulders, tiny waist and her big doe eyes but I know she’s far stronger than she looks.
Turning to her, I bend her over the table, pushing her head down as I admire her ass. She has a few marks over her back and hips where my fingers have dug into her. I smack her ass as I position myself at her entrance, ramming into her. She gasps as I grip her hip with my other hand, pounding into her.
“Oh, fuck Bastien! Ouch fuck!” She moans loudly, the table creaking underneath us. “Tell me, Who. Do. You. Belong. To?” I grunt between every thrust.
“You, fuck…” she moans as I feel her walls closing around me and I speed up, holding out as I wait for her to come and when she cries out, I let go, coating her walls with my cum.
Her legs are shaking as I pull out and I hold on to her tightly as I drop into the chair behind me and pull her onto my lap.
“Fuck.” She whimpers as I reach down, picking up the key and untying her hands before tossing the key onto the ground. I massage her bruised wrists, the cuffs have cut into her skin and I look up at her, concerned, but she’s entirely unbothered as she nuzzles her nose against my neck. I kiss her wrists softly before I grab her coat, throwing it over her as I slip my dick back into my pants and zip my pants up, caressing. her waist and hip.
“That was fucking good,” I say, feeling satiated as we both sit there catching our breaths.
“Mhmm it was,” she agrees softly. I can tell she’s falling asleep, but as much as I want to hold her, I don’t want her spending a night here. “How are things?” I murmur, tracing circles around her areola.
“Annalise admitted her child is not yours, and to the false kidnapping, we will find out who it is soon enough. Gerard is still unconscious and held under security…” she sighs, and I kiss her shoulder, looking up at her. She’s glowing, her hair a sexy mess, and her sore plump lips are slightly parted.
“What is it?” I ask, sensing she wants to say more. “Your father is still refusing to speak to me, but I have something planned for tomorrow. I’m hoping we can get you out of here.” She says, looking up at me.
“I’ll be out of here soon. They can’t hold me if I don’t allow them to… trust me, I’m fine, just take care of yourself.” Our eyes meet and she searches mine as if for something.
“I’m sorry things got this way… do you remember those carefree days?” she asks,” When I was a stay-at-home Luna, and you were dealing with everything.”
“You weren’t a stay-at-home Luna. You may not have seen it, but you handled far more than you needed to.” I murmur, enjoying the way she is reacting to my touch. “Don’t you feel we’re more connected now… I mean, you’re even kinkier than you used to be.”
She chuckles. “Mmm, I agree.”
“You sure you weren’t experimenting?” I growl, despite the thought making me feel annoyed.
“I assure you, no,” she says as I slip my fingers lower, skimming her pussy and she clenches her thighs, poking her eyes out at me. “Behave.” She says, “I already feel like mush.”
“I think you can still walk,” I growl, tickling her, her coat slipping off.
She giggles as she tries to get away from me, may not have rendered her unable to walk, but I had indeed tired her out and her attempt is futile.
“Bastien, stop it!” she hisses, glancing at the door.
I cock a brow. “Are you really worried someone will hear us after you screamed so loud? I’m sure half of the city heard you. Was I that good?” I tease. She blushes, shoving me. “Stop it!” she pouts, amusement clear on her face.
I smirk as I reach down and pick up her coat again.
I’m about to move back when she places a hand on my back. “Wait… what is that?” she says, tugging the back of my shirt down. I turn my head and am met with her gorgeous tits, these things are so fuckable…
She gasps, drawing me from my moment of admiring her breasts and looking up at her, but her gaze is on the back of my neck.
“What is it?” I ask. Her heart rate is faster than normal.
She looks at me, a glimmer of fear and confusion in her eyes. “You… it’s… It’s the symbol of the Blood Born…” she whispers, gazing down at my neck… 8
