Sedrak looked down at her, his mouth slightly open, his eyes black in the dim light, but with all-consuming hunger burning behind them. “Now, Leola Grace,” he breathed. “I will make you mine, and fill you with my seed, and your belly with my children.”
He lowered himself on top of her, but rolled to the side and rested on his forearm. His free hand slipped between her legs. Leola lifted her body to meet his fingers, and craved his touch immediately. But Sedrak’s fingers traveled lightly down her body, snaking like a feathery breath over her skin. He began in slow circles around each of her aureoles, until the nipples in their centers hardened and begged for his touch. His lips followed the touch of his fingers, promising to fulfill the scorching needs of her skin with the heat and wet interior of his mouth. He teased her, his lips passing over the screaming nubs of her nipples, each touch electrifying some unseen cord between her breasts and the liquid core in her lower abdomen. When he finally enclosed the stiff peaks of her nipples in his mouth she gasped, and her eyes watered, as the heat of his mouth traveled through her body, turning every part of her to liquid.
He moved slowly down her body, leaving her panting, her nipples aching for his return, her mind wishing him to travel faster to the center of her pussy, where her body clamored for the heat of his body and the solid weight of his cock within her. There was no way to explain to herself this desire for a thing she could only imagine, but she was breathless with her desire, unable to speak.
His lips passed over her navel, ever hotter, wet now as he began to nibble gently on her flesh. His slipped his fingers into the slick flesh between her legs, parting her pussy, brushing over her clitoris to tease her. She mewled and looked down at him as he brought his mouth to her flesh.
But when his tongue began to explore the contours of her engorged flesh, she had to tip her head back and close her eyes, for the pleasure it delivered to her was too great to bear with them open. It rushed over her like a wave; all of her skin seemed to freeze at the same time, even as it burned. His tongue flitted over her lips, playfully lapping at every part of her except the place she wanted to feel him most.
Her hands traveled to his head, and she was not conscious of their journey until she felt his hair amid her fingertips. She tried to press him to her, to force his hot mouth over the bud between her legs that screamed for his wet tongue. But he grasped her wrists, and his rough beard grazed the insides of her thighs. She could feel a smile form on his mouth and his voice vibrated against her as he growled, “Not yet, my pet.”
He pushed her wrists to the bed and began to move his tongue rhythmically against her clit. Though it had seemed impossible, she was again soaring to new heights of pleasure, and so close to exploding that she felt as if a fist had gathered her organs within it and squeezed them ever tighter.
He eased a finger, then a second one, into her pussy. She felt her body quiver around the hardness of his fingers. He bent his fingers inside of her, toward the root of her nub, and as they clawed at a rough patch of skin inside of her pussy, she cried out in pleasure, and stars swam in front of her eyes.
She was nearly to be flung over the cliff of pleasure, she could feel it boiling over inside of her, almost ready to explode. Sedrak’s fingers slowly slipped from inside of her, his tongue abandoned her swollen knob, and he rose to his knees.
She whimpered and lifted her hips, but Sedrak held her wrists and she could not lift herself close enough to him to satisfy herself.
“Are you ready?” he asked her, though surely he must have known the answer.
Leola said nothing, for her voice was trapped in her chest. He guided her hands to his body, and she felt the coiled strength of his muscles beneath her palms. She pulled him toward her when he released her wrists, and gripped the solid muscle of his shoulders fiercely.
His eyes were devouring her, holding her prisoner, turning her whole body to liquid. He lowered his body slowly over hers, each inch of his skin hot against hers, intensifying her need for him.
She felt the fat bulb of his cock between her legs, as he guided it to her opening. Her insides spasmed and quivered; she had lost control of herself, and all she could think of was how much she wanted him inside of her.
A sharp pain made her eyes go wide, and a gasp escaped her lips, as he entered her. Her hole stretched, and then seemed to burst open for him. He pushed inside of her, and the pain, like the slap of his hand upon her bottom, faded away in hot waves until it was nothing more than warm ripples.
When at last his pelvis melted into her own and his manhood was deep inside of her, he gathered her hair in hands and pulled her to him, squeezing her until she almost could not breathe for a moment. She was completely full, filled by his hard, pulsing manhood, taken completely by him, and she was one with him as she had wanted to be.
“My Leola,” he breathed, and then he began to move slowly inside of her, each motion of his hips sending a wave of ecstasy through Leola, always building her need to feel him deeper. When at last she reached the highest, most excruciating moment before she came again, Sedrak looked deep into
