When I took hold of my dick and started stroking myself from root to tip, unable to control my need to touch myself as I looked at her, I felt copious amounts of pre-cum line the tip. My seed covered my palm, and I used it as lubrication.
I was so fucking close to coming, my balls filled to the max with my need for Rue.
“Touch yourself. Do it for me. Let me see how much you can please yourself.” And that was the last thing I said before I stood back and waited for her to do just that.
Rue
There was no way I was going to deny him, to deny me. I touched myself, showed him the most intimate part of myself, my virgin pussy. I wanted to please him, wanted to make Damon desire me as much as I wanted him.
I looked down at the long, thick length of his cock. It stood hard between his muscular thighs, pointing right at me, the slit at the tip glossy from his pre-cum. God, he was so… masculine. All male.
“You like what you see, female?”
I nodded instantly.
Damon stroked himself in slow, lazy motions, his focus on me.
“Say it.”
Even more clear fluid dotted the tip of his cock from his arousal, and I finally lifted my gaze from his impressive length to look at his face. “I like what I see,” I whispered.
He took a step closer until he was at the edge of the bed and kept his gaze trained between my splayed thighs. On instinct, I started to close them.
“No, Rue. You keep those fucking pretty thighs open for me.”
God. Yes.
His muscular chest clenched as if he couldn’t contain himself, couldn’t control himself. He stroked his cock a little faster, the sound of his palm moving over his flesh filling my head in an obscene auditory orgasm. His bicep contracted and relaxed from the rapid motion of him jerking off.
“What do you want?”
“You,” I cried out in pleasure.
Damon stroked himself a couple more times before groaning and moving onto the bed with me once more. He placed his hands beside my hips, and I felt myself grow wetter at how big he was hovering over me, at how powerful he looked.
The way he watched me made me feel desire like I’d never felt before. I realized Damon was the only man I’d ever wanted, the only male I’d ever want.
“Tonight… tonight, I finally claim you, and finally I’ll know what my mate feels like, how tight you are when I thrust my cock deep in you and fill you with my cum.” He sounded so fierce, so sure of everything right now.
He didn’t make me wait long before he claimed my mouth, forcing me to take all of him. And God, did I want that, did I want all of him. His flavor was sweet and spicy. I couldn’t help but make this small noise in the back of my throat, this sound of pleasure. I wasn’t able to stop myself. But it was as if that small sound was his breaking point. He snapped. I felt his bear rise up, could feel that animal push forward.
He moved his hand behind my head to cup it, tangled his fingers in my hair, and forced my head back. My throat was now arched, bared for him. He broke the kiss and panted. I felt the hot, hard length of his cock press between my thighs as he kissed my neck, licking the skin. I wanted to feel him stretching me, pushing into my body until I ached, making me feel full and complete… owned.
“So good, Rue. You feel so good.” He reached between our bodies and placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I gasped involuntarily. Everything inside me stilled, tensed, and I panted with anticipation, with excitement. He pulled back, looked into my face, and the fierceness that covered his expression made me picture his animal right in front of me, baring his canines, showing me how fierce he really was.
“What do you want?” I whispered.
He growled low. “You. Only you. And I’m taking what belongs to me, my female.”
I licked my lips compulsively.
“So are you ready for me, mate? All of me?”
I nodded, unable to actually say the words.
As he stared at me, he pushed into me in one fluid motion, causing my back to arch and my breasts to thrust out in need. He claimed me, my virginity, my innocence. He groaned above me, his eyes closed, his body taut. I felt the
heavy weight of his balls press against my ass when he was fully inside me. He stilled, and I knew he was letting me adjust to his size, his thickness. I felt full, stretched, and the discomfort was so shocking that I couldn’t catch my breath.