She squealed, and suddenly I could feel her body ripple against mine as she screamed in pleasure. I gritted my teeth, determined to make her come again before I joined her as I rode through her first orgasm. I could feel her walls clamping tight around me, rippling up and down my length like she was trying to milk the cum from my balls.
Greedy girl.
I rolled us, and Nina gasped as she found herself perched on top of me, her legs spread around my muscled hips with my cock buried to the hilt inside of her.
“Ride my cock, princess,” I groaned, my hands sliding up her thighs to grip her firmly around the waist. “Bounce on daddy’s cock, babygirl.”
She threw her head back, her long hair tumbling all around her face as she started to ride. Her hips rolled, and I watched those pink, glistening pussy lips stretch tight around my thick dick. She bounced on it, taking all of me with every thrust and moaning in pleasure over and over again as I gritted my teeth and gave her everything I had.
She moved faster and faster, like a girl possessed, and when I watched the pleasure melt across her face, I knew she was going to come again for me soon.
“Ride that thick cock, princess. Bounce on daddy’s big dick until you make that pretty little pussy come for me. I want your come dripping down my balls when I fill you up with every drop of mine.”
Her nails raked across my chest, and her impossibly slick, velvety little cunt swallowed my cock again and again, until I knew there wasn’t any holding back.
“Come for me, princess,” I roared, my fingers digging into her hips, leaving marks as reminders of my claiming her. My balls tingled a warning, my cock swelling up even thicker and bigger inside of her as I felt her little pussy clamp down on me.
“Come all over daddy’s cock.”
Nina’s lips crushed to mine, and her scream filled my mouth as she shattered for me. I roared, crashing right over that edge after her as the climax exploded through us both. My balls twitched, pumping my thick, sticky cum deep against her womb—filling that pretty little pussy to the brim until I could feel it leaking out around us. She whimpered and moaned, clinging to me and gasping for air as the last of the aftershocks trembled through her.
Perfection.
I held her tight, neither of us saying a word but for the staccato of two heartbeats thundering together.
She was mine now. No one would hurt her. No one would take her.
Not ever.
Nina was mine. Forever.
9
Nina
Crickets filled the silence as I padded naked through the darkness. I stepped into the bathroom, but I didn’t turn on the light. I didn’t have to—the moon through the big window overlooking the lake illuminated the room. I caught my reflection in the mirror, and I stopped, turning to look at myself. I grinned, blushing as I raked my teeth over my lower lip.
I’m a woman now.
It’d been hours since the bath, and since Cormac took me to the bed, laid me down, and showed me every single way he could make me feel things I’d never imagined. And after that first time, we’d gone three more times, until both of us fell asleep in each other’s arms—naked, exhausted, and happy.
And I was happy. I was happier than I’d ever been. And it was like I knew who I was for the first time, and that who I was involved Cormac was even more amazing. I didn’t know what came next. I knew this wasn’t some happy vacation, and that the real world and the danger was still out there. But part of me—a very large part of me—just wanted to shut us both away in this cabin and just stay here forever.
The bathroom door creaked, and I glanced up to see Cormac’s reflection sidle up behind me.
“I missed you,” he groaned, wrapping his arms around me from behind and nuzzling my neck. I sighed contentedly, sinking against him. His lips brushed down the nape of my neck, down over my collarbone, making me groan in pleasure. But he stopped, one last lingering kiss before he pulled back. His hands went to his own neck, and I watched as he unclasped the little metal chain and the small pendant he wore. I’d of course noticed it before, but I hadn’t asked yet what it was, or what it meant.
“Here.”
I blinked in surprise as he took it off his own neck and then draped it around mine, fastening it at the back. The pendant was a bird with wings outstretched, and it was warm from his skin as it lay against mine.
“I want you to have this, to wear it and keep it close.”