Unconventional

But if I were to do this right… I needed her to come first.

I redoubled my efforts, sawing two fingers in and out of her in conjunction with my fluttering tongue. I felt the vibrations of a moan, on the underside of my cock. The moans turned into cries, then screams, and then suddenly she was flooding my face, contracting around my hand and fingers and tongue, while pulling me from her mouth and crying out against the stillness of the castle keep’s walls.

Madison sat upright at that point, continuing to grind my face as she came. I loved every last second of pleasing her. Every cry, every whimper. Every rhythmic contraction of her tight little pussy, spasming beautifully around my fingers and tongue.

Then she gasped, shuddered, and bent back to the task of bringing me off in her hot, wet mouth.

Her legs were still trembling adorably as she sucked me off, swallowing me all the way the root and pumping me hard. It felt so good it almost hurt. The intensity being so deep in her throat. The connection I felt, as her thighs quivered beneath my open palms…

When Madison stopped to bury her face against my balls, I totally lost it. I gave her a last-second warning — just enough time for her to get her lips back over the head — and then I was thrusting upward, emptying myself in her mouth.

Oh my GOD…

It was like my entire body just exploded, right into hers. Like I was shooting my very soul down her throat, as she gasped and swallowed and finished it all.

Holy… holy fuck…

I’d done this many times with many women, but never like this. Never with this level of intimacy and intensity, never with such raw synchronicity between my lover and myself.

Fuck…

I felt like it would never end. Like we’d somehow fused into a single being and would go on together, in eternal bliss, as one. Eventually though, everything slowed. I grabbed Madison the minute she popped me out of her mouth, spun her around, and pulled her up until she was straddling me.

“That was pretty fucking spectacular,” I breathed, when I could take in air again.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

She chuckled evilly and sat up on me, her beautiful breasts all swollen and flush with heat.

“Just wait until you’ve had my pot-roast.”

Twenty-Six

MADISON

I stood in the front of the window again, but this time I wasn’t afraid. Rocking gently forward and back, as Chase slowly pushed his cock in and out of my pussy…

“Nothing?”

“No,” I breathed headily. My fingers gripped the ancient stone sill as I screwed my ass back against him. “Not yet.”

I wasn’t afraid to look because I had him with me, of course. But also for another, more important reason: I was done being afraid. Done cowering like a princess in my little tower, while someone or something stalked the grounds of my kingdom.

And it would be my kingdom. I was positive of that now. The guys had invested so much of their time and energy into me, I sure as hell wasn’t going to let them down. Everything was riding on it. My future. Their sacrifice. My uncle’s legacy…

“God that feels soo fucking good…”

It was impossible to concentrate, with Chase buried so deep and snug. The feel of his hands, gripping my hips. His strong arms flexing, as he alternated between bouncing me off his rock-hard abs and burying himself back inside me.

“Come back to bed,” my lover urged. “Let the animal camera do its job.”

“Trail camera.”

“Whatever.”

Chase didn’t miss a beat. He just kept fucking me, with slow, deliberate strokes. Keeping me hovering in that wonderful pleasure zone, right at the very edge, without pushing me over.