“You’re not quite yet,” Roark said speculatively. His eyes flared. “But you will be, my darling. In a very short time, you will be—I promise you that.”
He knelt between her legs again and had Sammi open her pussy lips so he could fix the clit shield in place. Then he took out the remote and pressed a button.
Sammi felt the familiar soft lapping begin and she moaned and bucked her hips.
“Please, Roark,” she begged, looking up at him. “Please—I can’t wait any longer to have you in me.”
“You don’ have to wait, darling,” he promised. Taking her in his arms, he kissed her deeply and then reached between them to press the broad, flaring crown of his cock between her thighs.
Sammi moaned breathlessly as she felt him pierce her and then the head of his cock was sliding into her pussy. As many phalluses as she’d had in her, she always felt that Roark’s was the thickest and the best. She cried out softly as she felt her inner walls stretch to accommodate him as he opened her to the limit.
At last she felt him bottom out inside her and the head of his cock kissed the mouth of her womb.
“Such a good girl, Samantha,” Roark growled softly, looking down into her eyes. “Such a good girl to spread your pussy for me and take my shaft so deep inside your soft little cunt.”
“Oh God, Roark! You’re in me so deep,” Sammi moaned, tilting her hips to take him even deeper. “It feels so good to finally have you all the way inside me!”
“I’ve been waiting for this moment too, darling,” Roark assured her. “It’s all I’ve wanted from the very first time I hooked you up to the Inseminating machine.” He gave her a lustful look. “Though the Gods know it was incredibly arousing to watch you being filled with all those different phalluses, all I really wanted was to fill you myself.”
“Well, you’re in me now,” Sammi pointed out breathlessly. “You can…can fill me all night if you want to, Roark.”
“Indeed I can.” He gave her a cruel little grin and held up the remote. “And as I do, you’re going to be teased within an inch of your life.”
“For how long, though?” Sammi moaned as the soft lapping sensation increased to a gentle buzzing vibration that teased her tender button without quite letting her reach orgasm. “When will you let me come?”
“When I’m ready,” Roark growled and began to fuck her.
Sammi gasped as he pulled almost all the way out of her channel and then thrust back in again. She could feel the head of his cock giving the mouth of her womb a deep, rough kiss with every thrust and it drove her pleasure higher and higher without ever quite letting her come.
Torture! This was pure sexual torture, she thought as Roark continued to ride her at that same steady pace, pushing her closer and closer to the edge but never quite tipping her over it. She needed to come—needed it badly. But she knew from experience that Roark wouldn’t allow it until he was good and ready.
Helpless to do anything but give herself completely, Sammi wrapped her legs around his lean hips and bucked to meet his rhythm. Soon she was meeting each thrust with one of her own as his thick cock slid in and out of her tightly stretched pussy.
“Roark…Roark…” She was moaning his name steadily, desperate to get to the orgasm that was just…out…of reach. It seemed to go on forever, but at last he took her mouth in a breathless kiss and growled softly in her ear,
“I’m going to fill you now, Samantha. Going to fill you up with my seed and you’re going to come on my cock as I do it.”
“Yes, Sir!” she moaned and then he thrust as deeply into her as he could and pressed the remote at the same time.
A spasm of pure pleasure shook her as the gentle vibration that had been teasing her turned into a buzzing so strong it rocked her to the core.
“Ahhh!” Sammi gasped, her back arching as the orgasm rushed over her like a tidal wave. At the same time, she felt Roark’s shaft swell even thicker inside her and then something hot was bathing the mouth of her womb.
Coming…he’s coming in me. We’re coming together, she thought deliriously. He’s tying us together and we’ll never be apart again.”
“That’s right, my darling.” This time Roark’s deep voice came from inside her head. “That’s right—I’m filling you with my seed and now you’re mine always—as I am yours!”
Sammi knew exactly what hearing his mental voice in her head meant. Her eyes—which had been shut tight in pleasure—flew open and she looked at Roark.
“It worked!” she gasped, half-laughing/half-crying. “It worked, Roark—I told you it would—we’re bonded! Fully bonded!”