Mated Enemies

And then I was taking all of him, my body pinned between him and the wall of what I now realized was some kind of magical spell ring that he’d cast around us to keep us apart from the rest of the world. His cock thumped and throbbed deep inside me and I felt wetness seep out of me, either mine or his, or both, I don’t know.

Our hearts were beating loud enough to be heard in the stillness of the night around us. He held still for the longest of seconds, letting me get used to him as if it were possible to get use to having something that long and hard shoved up inside my soft body.

But while I was getting use to him he wasn’t idle, his hands and lips never stopped touching some part of me so much so that I didn’t have a second to think of anything else but what he made me feel. His teeth nibbled along my flesh and then he licked his mark and I lost all thought, I even forgot to be afraid now as more pressing emotions ravaged my mind.

Even if fear wanted to rear its head it would be of no use, my body was now on another plane. I felt almost weightless, as he held me pinned with his cock against the glass wall and all I felt was raw sexual lust. The more he gave the more I wanted until an animal need built up inside and I gave up all inhibitions.

Each time I tried to hold just a little bit of myself back, to keep my senses about me just in case, the thought would fly away like smoke. I realized that he was using his mind to control my fear, to keep me enraptured by him and what he was doing to me. And all the while he held still inside me, not moving until my body grew wet and pliant.

When he eased out of me this time I knew it wouldn’t be like the others. His arms tightened their hold and his teeth bit into the place where he’d marked me. Just as he pounded his massive cock past the tight folds of my virgin sex.

“Oomph.” The air was knocked from my lungs as the first thrust slammed me back into the wall and my senses shattered. My world and his twirled around together in beautiful color inside my head. His animalistic growls as he pounded his body into mine seemed to heat my blood almost as much as the feel of him on me, in me did.

I clutched at his shoulders and held on for dear life as my hips cradled his, taking him, letting him do whatever he wanted to me, with me. I felt a deep sense of emotion entwining us together and fought to hold back at least a small part of myself. “No!” the word was little more than a whisper but he heard me all the same.

“Yes!” Seriously, was he reading my mind? If so then I was in deep trouble, it means my shield is no deterrent against him.

“If you can still think then I’m not doing this right.” Oh you’re doing it right alright, too right. Not now nymph!

His grin told me that he’d heard that thought as well. But the way his eyes focused on my mouth had whatever worry I might have dissipating. “Kiss me.” I turned my face in refusal. Or was I flirting? It was hard to know which at this point, since a part of me was reveling in the things he did to me, while another was almost mortified that I could let him use me this way and enjoy it.

Kissing seemed too intimate somehow, but I should’ve known he wouldn’t let me deny him. He forced my head around and bit into my lip almost painfully before licking the small drop of blood away and driving his tongue into my mouth.

The taste of him sent my senses careening out of control and my hips moved faster, harder, as he pounded faster, wilder into me. The sounds of pleasure he wrung from me will embarrass me later but right now I didn’t care. I never wanted this feeling to end. Nothing will ever feel this good again.

I felt him slip into my mind and we watched him take me together. What should’ve been crass, base, looked beautiful, like a perfect symphony. Too late I questioned why he’d linked our minds together, as I felt something in him change. He was almost out of control, barely holding on and I felt it.

He pushed my sweater and bra out of the way and the grazing of his incisors that had instilled fear before only worked to inflame me now. My hands moved from his shoulders to his hair and I gripped him there as he fucked me against the wall without mercy.