“Over a bit further and spread your legs a little,” he said. And when she complied, he added a pleasing, “Good girl.”
The flat of his palm rested on her lower back and he rubbed it, circling down until he covered her ass with the strokes. He explored her slit and skated his fingers along her folds, inserting one of his fingers into her pussy.
“So wet,” he murmured.
Jade panted as he fucked her with his finger. “I want to come,” she whimpered quietly.
In and out he jiggled his finger while she lifted her bottom higher and knocked her knees together.
“Soon,” he said. “When I’m in you.”
He continued to fuck her with one hand while bringing the other into play. She let out a tiny shriek as he circled her anus, teasing it, exciting the nerves and she flexed involuntarily. She felt ashamed that she wanted it so much.
“A little lube to warm you.” He slipped his thumb inside her and at the same time, added another finger inside her pussy, stretching her simultaneously. It didn’t hurt, not in the slightest, it was incredible.
“Wait,” he warned her again, as she started to hold her breath in anticipation of her orgasm.
“I can’t…” How could she hold it? He was finger fucking her twice over, driving her crazy. Last time he’d done something similar was during the search, and then he hadn’t expected her to come; this time, he wanted to control her orgasm, make it his right to own it.
“You’re a good girl, remember? When I tell you to wait, you’ll wait.”
She couldn’t. She wasn’t that good, she decided. Nobody ever told her when to come or not. It wasn’t anyone else’s prerogative to control her orgasms. Mason’s approach was too novel. Too demanding. She squeezed his thumb, trapping it, and came on his fingers. The gush trickled along her dangling legs and the powerful convulsions continued after he removed his hands. Immediately she regretted her weakness. Why did it bother her so much?
“Sorry,” she mumbled, burying her face in her hands and resting them both on the bed.
Mason responded with two swift smacks on her bottom and a chuckle. “You tried, I can tell. You crushed those legs shut and tensed up. But you didn’t believe you could do it, so you failed. We can work on that.”
Poor self-esteem wasn’t a criticism that had ever been foisted her on. She’d escaped Malimor, contacted the aid organizations, and piloted her own ship, a
nd all of those things required confidence and perseverance. However, regardless, something about the way he’d commanded to hold her orgasm triggered a buried fantasy she’d held about alpha males taking advantage of her, and if anything, his confidence had added to her arousal.
She wondered what he meant by ‘working on it.’
While she regained her composure, Mason had moved from behind her and lay on the bed nurturing his erection with one hand. He was lubricating his cock with something—the coating shone in the light. It helped soothe her nerves knowing that as well as preparing her, he’d prepared himself. The sight of Mason lounging, eyes burning bright, smiling softly and awaiting her with a fully erect cock was more than sufficient to ramp up her lust. She sauntered over, sashaying her hips as she walked and he ogled her seductive form.
Mason patted the bed next to him. “Kneel on all fours.” Same expectant tone, same level of firmness. She responded to it with another rush of adrenaline.
Once in position, she braced herself, knowing that the initial penetration would hurt. It always had done in the past.
Mason held her hips still with the edges of his fingers and using his thumbs, parted her ass cheeks. He sighed, a happy kind of exhale. “You’ve opened a little, sweetheart.”
The smooth head nudged against the puckered opening. Jade arched her back and pushed back. The meeting of her anus and his cock gathered momentum as he leaned into her and she focused on relaxing her muscles. There was pain, but nothing like she’d experienced before. Mason’s slow entry, easing his way deeper, elicited no more than a faint burning sensation.
She listened—he was moaning, enjoying every second of his penetration and his apparent pleasure helped her take him deeper. The fullness intensified, the occupation was nearly complete. He aided the final stage by caressing her back with long strokes, before looping his hand beneath and cupping her breasts. Soon, those would be swinging back and forth in time to his thrusts.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Yes.” Then as the urge in her grew, she added, “Sir.”
On Malimor, nobody frowned upon anal sex, which was considered a common method of birth control for many women. Sex education at school had taught her all she needed to know about preparation and hygiene; what she hadn’t anticipated as an anal virgin was how erotic it was having a man’s cock pumping cum in there.
Mason began with long strokes, ensuring she could accommodate his movements, and when he seemed happy with her ability, he altered the pace and force. Jade anchored her knees and lowered her elbows onto the mattress to support the weight of their conjoined bodies.
What she thought might take no more than a few minutes continued for much longer. He changed position several times, especially the angle of approach and to her amazement she coped with all of his demands. When he shifted from kneeling to squatting over her, lowering his cock in and out of her bottom, she screeched with delight. He flitted from dipping and pounding, slow and fast. Every possible way, it seemed to Jade.
In amongst the occasional pauses, when he caught his breath and stroked her back, he encouraged her to keep going. “This is good, Jade, so incredible. I’d not thought…” The sentence hung incomplete as he returned to fucking her with renewed vigor.
She came in the midst of one long spell of rhythmic thrusts. Her clitoris, far from exhausted by the repeated need to come, reveled in the third orgasm. The spasms crippled her muscles and her aching legs finally gave out. She collapsed beneath him, taking his captured cock with her.