can't stand it. Please." She couldn't move, couldn't think.
She felt him snarl into her flesh as he nipped at her clit, lifting the covering to get at the naked pearl. He flicked and tortured the tiny bud as her hips lifted for satisfaction.
She was shivering with need as he inserted his finger in her empty channel. She clenched around it, hungry to capture him inside of her. He growled as he inserted a second finger.
She was slick, but tight, and his fingers stretched her as he continued a fast pace on her throbbing clit with his tongue.
Her body burning with the need for release, she strained against his magic bindings. They didn't give an inch and she groaned her frustration, her need to climax nearly killing her.
His fingers stroked inside of her, deep but slow.
"Hurry, Nathan, please. I can't bear it," she whimpered as he started pumping faster.
She raised her hips as much as she could, trying desperately to make him take her harder. His fingers were sliding smoothly over a sweet spot and his continual stimulation of her clit made her belly clench.
Her release started with a creamy rush, her channel spasming over Nathan's fingers. She cried out as he lapped at her orgasm, stretching it out by vibrating his tongue over her naked clit hard and fast.
"Nathan." She screamed his name as her hips jerked and her body trembled.
She panted in the aftermath. She had never experienced an orgasm like that. It rocked her world and she wasn't sure if she would ever recover.
She watched as Nathan rose and shucked his jeans. He was commando and his cock sprang forward hard and huge.
"I'm not sure it will fit," she whispered as she gawked at his member.
She heard him make a sound that was half laugh and half groan as he covered her. "It will fit, my love. Don't be afraid. We were made for each other." He stroked her hair as he continued. "I can't promise it won't hurt a little. You're so tight that I may go mad. I can't believe you're mine."
She didn't argue. His words were so reverent, his tone so in awe of her...how could she quibble with him?
Her heart was thundering as she looked into his eyes and saw forever. She could never live without this man. She might be the keeper of his soul, but he was stealing her heart.
He grasped his cock, his expression pained. She knew he was struggling for control. For her. Because of her. At that moment she didn't care if it hurt like the very devil. She needed to be joined with him, filled by him, consumed by him.
"Fuck me, Nathan. I feel like I've waited forever," she told him softly.
He coated his cock with her cream from her hungry pussy, teasing her bud with the tip.
"Mine. My mate. My woman." His cries were hoarse as he inserted the tip of his penis against her tight hole. He pressed forward, his body shaking. "So tight. So hot."
Sasha could see the veins in the side of his neck bulging as he slowly pressed his cock inside of her. She lifted her hips, desperate for him. "Take me, Nathan. I'm yours."
His control slipped and he buried himself inside of her. She felt a pinch of pain, but it was quickly gone and all she could feel was Nathan. Her walls expanded and clenched, unused to being filled with a cock, much less a cock like Nathan's. It left her breathless.
"Yes," she hissed, her channel rejoicing at his taking. "Fuck me, Nathan."
"Mine. I'll make you come until you beg for mercy." His voice was wild, his control lost.
She moaned at his familiar words from her dreams and his uncontrollable lust as he pulled out and thrust back in.
Finally...he had made good on that promise. The reality of him was so much better than the dream.
He released her legs from his power and pulled them around his waist. His hands went under her