Taming the Beast

Bram wasted no time in undoing the button and zipper of my jeans, pulling them off of me as he had me lean back on my elbows. He firmly grasped my hips and brought my ass to the very edge of the table for all the world to see.

"Never before have I met a lass like you, Ella. The things I…the things I want to do…" he let his voice trail off and I caught him sniffing the air. I swore a blush crept through his cheeks.

Still wearing only my thong, I gasped loudly as I felt his fingers at the apex of my thighs, gently stroking the sensitive skin there. He was so close…so, so close.

Something rough and wet grazed against my inner thigh, and it took me a moment to realize it was Bram's tongue, feeling much different than it did inside my mouth. He slowly licked the very crease of my legs, his tongue dangerously dancing along my swollen pussy lips, teasing me.

I whimpered the closer he got, until Bram took hold of the top of my thong and pulled it up, the tiny triangle of fabric soaked as it clung to my slit. With my legs pushed far apart, Bram softly stroked at the puffy bare skin of my pussy, just lightly enough to send me squirming like crazy.

"Hold still, lass," he commanded, and I did as I was told, not wanting to disappoint him.

I did it to the best of my abilities, my eyes rolling up in my head as Bram lapped at the skin with his sandpapery yet wet tongue. Oh God, oh God. What's that going to feel like…? I was dying to know.

He pushed the useless piece of fabric to the side and held his face right there, looking up at me with a mischievous grin.

"Please," I begged him, reaching down to try and push his face closer. "Oh God, I can't take it!"

First I felt Bram's large finger slip inside of me, stroking at my g-spot, before adding another thick finger, slowly pumping them in and out of my achi

ng wet hole.

"Yes," I hissed, amazed at how good it felt already when he was just using his fingers.

He paused with his fingers knuckle-deep, to look at me one more time, when he darted his tongue out at my swollen little clit, showing it the love it desperately needed. My hips bucked against his face, and his tongue replaced his fingers as they went to work on rubbing and tugging at my clit. I felt like a coil about to spring, my muscles tightening with each moan that came from the back of my throat.

"Delicious," he said, his mouth on my entire mound now, sucking away at my throbbing clit as he started finger-fucking me again.

"Oh God, fuck yes. Yes, right there, baby," I cried out, my walls tightening around his capable fingers.

Stroking right inside my soft entrance, he circled his tongue around my clit, the roughness of it so much more than I could bare. I could feel him smiling against me. "That's right, lass. Come for me. Let me taste your honey…"

He was such a good tease, pulling the little hood of flesh back, exposing me. His merciless tongue slid up and down my wet slit, and as he slid his fingers out slowly, Bram paused for a moment.

No! No, I needed it! “Please, mmm. Please,” I begged, my hips rotating, trying to get him to touch me. With his fingers holding me in place, exposed and vulnerable, Bram lightly pinched my clit and I threw my head back. He did it again, rolling my clit between his fingers before placing his lips around it and sucking at it gently, his fingers coaxing my sensitive hole open, stretching it and plunging back in.

I couldn’t stand it any longer, my thighs began to shake and every nerve in my body was on fire. Everything in me vibrated and shot bolts of pleasure straight through my belly to my pussy. Pinpricks of light exploded behind my lids and as Bram picked up the pace, I quickly fell apart in his hands, screeching as orgasm after orgasm rocked through me. I didn't think it would ever end, and if it did, I didn't want it to.

No one had ever done these things to me, made me feel so helpless but powerful at the same time.

Bram grabbed me by the hips, his hands sliding up the length of my thighs while he pushed them together. He looked down at me, those molten steel eyes burning right through me, a sly smile quirking in the corner of his mouth. I hadn’t seen him move yet I could feel his thick length rubbing against my folds. I needed him to plunge in, to give me what I’ve always wanted. But first I wanted a turn. “Can I…I’d like to taste you, too.”

Something flashed in his eyes and I gasped, my curiosity getting the better of me as his once round pupils suddenly condensed into thin slits, not unlike a cat’s. He looked like a predator hunting. “Yes,” he hissed, rolling his hips against me, his warm and rigid cock bumping between my waiting thighs. “But first I fuck the shite outta you.” He let out a low growl and I knew that was the end of the conversation.

Nothing could prepare me for the way his cock drove into my heat, straight up to the hilt. I shrieked, unable to control myself, my hands gripping the edge of the table tightly as he thrust his enormous, wide cock into me. I knew I’d have bruises for sure with how hard he was holding me down, fucking me so rough…but I couldn’t bring myself to care. This was right, this was what I’d been waiting for my whole life. A real connection where I was accepted…and fucked very well and very fast.

Bram growled again, tilting my body to the left, hitting even deeper inside of me. I licked my lips and the next thing I knew, Bram had picked me up and flipped me over. “On your knees,” he commanded.

I did as I was told and got a good hard slap on my pale backside, Bram’s fingers slipping in between my thighs, smearing my juices all over my mound. I felt his thumb brush over my clit as he plunged deeper into my pussy from behind. Hands splayed out on the table in front of me, I rocked my hips against him and met him thrust for thrust, but he was so strong, so relentless that he nearly fucked me clear across the table.

His balls slapped against my swollen folds, only making me even wetter. With both of his hands, Bram grabbed my hips and held me firmly in place, fucking me so fast that it felt like I was attached to one of those crazy sexy machines—I guess I kind of was.

His hand tangled in my hair, wrapping it around in his fist, yanking my head back.

MINE. MINE. MINE. MINE. ELLA. ELLA. ELLA.

Growls exploded inside my head, startling me and I gasped, the lust in those words building up until I trembled, my pussy quaking. I had no idea what was happening until Bram let out an honest to God roar, the chandelier above us rattling. His cock rammed into me one more time and he held me firmly in place around him, releasing his load—each spurt making me cry out.

But he didn’t stop there, no, he wasn’t finished with me yet. Picking me up, he backed away from the table, wrapping my thighs around him until he slipped me back down over him, my walls tightly holding him in place inside me.