He rocked into my harder, the possession taking hold of his face. His cock slid in and out, lubricated with my excessive moisture. His dick thickened inside me, stretching my pussy to the limit.
I snapped like a twig and my body rose to a new level of existence. Unbridled pleasure rocked through me, all consuming and powerful. My toes curled and my breathing stopped. All I could do was yell and scream, enjoying the greatest climax my body had ever experienced. I went so long without this kind of satisfaction, and the second it returned my body clung to it like a life vest. “God...yes.” Even when the orgasm pasted the pleasure still lingered long after. My body was tender from enjoyment and his cock still felt amazing.
“I want to make you come again.” His chest glistened with sweat and his muscles were tight from rocking into me. His darkened to a dangerous shade of green and he looked like a territorial monster who would snarl at anyone who came to close to me.
I wanted to come as many times as possible. But he’d gone through a dry spell that lasted just as long. It was time for him to find the same satisfaction. “I’d love that...but I want to feel your come inside me.”
A quiet growl escaped the back of his throat and his hips hesitated for just an instant. His cock thickened noticeably, his trigger ignited for a powerful orgasm that would cripple his spine.
“Give it to me.” I grabbed his hips and pulled him further inside me.
His body tensed and he released another growl. “Fuck.”
I loved seeing the pleasure on his face. I loved knowing he was enjoying this as much as I was. Seeing his satisfaction only increased my own. He never looked more handsome than when he was buried deep inside me, about to release his heavy seed. “I want all of it.” I pulled him further inside me. “Every. Last. Drop.”
That hit his trigger and he inserted himself entirely inside me, his ass clenching and his back tightening. He released, his hot cum filling my channel and hitting my cervix. He pushed himself further inside, wanting to go as deep as possible. “Button...” His eyes locked to mine as he deposited his seed. He controlled with just the look, telling me I was exclusively his to enjoy. I wasn’t a slave, but I was his possession nonetheless.
“Feels so good...” I widened my legs to accommodate him, wanting everything he could possibly give me.
He finished with a sigh of pleasure and felt his body relax. His muscles lost their tightness and he finally took a deep breath. His head was still in the clouds and he slowly came back to reality. “You love my cum, don’t you?” He pressed his face to mine, his breathing still elevated.
“Yes.” I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him against me. “I love feeling it sit inside me all day while you’re at work. So I never stop thinking about you.”
His eyes darkened in intensity. “Button...you know exactly what I want to hear.” He moved his mouth to mine and gave me a kiss that was no longer soft. It was aggressive and demanding, expecting me to give him everything all over again. It was jut a sliver of how rough he could be, but it was enough to make me tense in arousal all over again.
He pulled his lips away then slowly pulled his cock out. His fingers went to my entrance and gently massaged the area, his fingers touching the opening in the expectation of feeling his seed. When none of it came out he was satisfied. “Mine.”
“Yours.”
He kissed my neck then lathered my tits with his embrace. “How are you feeling?” He gently slid his hand up my thigh, inspecting my body for new trauma.
“Satisfied and sleepy.”
He pressed a kiss to my entrance then lay beside me. “I didn’t hurt you?”
“No.” He used to love hurting me but he now he hated the idea of me being in pain. The situations were completely different and I understood that. But the contrast was so stark I couldn’t help but take notice.
He settled into bed beside me, his semi-hard cock lying against his stomach. His arm moved behind his head and his eyes fell with exhaustion.
I snuggled into his side and rested my head on his chest. My leg wrapped around his under the sheet and I immediately felt my boy drift away. I was constantly in pain from my injuries but that agony was numbed when Crow was beside me. He didn’t just protect me in sleep. He didn’t just protect me when I awake. He protected me against things no one else could see. He chased away sadness, pain, and hopelessness.
He chased away everything.
***
“Put this on.” Crow threw a black strapless dress on the bed. “Now.”