Chapter 7 of Brides of War
Hotly I pressed deeper into the tight heat of Talia's womanhood. Groaning, I reveled in the muscular tightness of her sheath that gripped about the length of my shaft like a hard squeezing fist.
Laying with all my weight upon her I licked along the underside of her jaw even as her powerful thighs hugged around my waist in order to pull me in even deeper. This was the second time that I'd had her in the last few hours and as before I found the moment entirely intoxicating.
She was intoxicating. My lips found hers and forced them apart to send my tongue deep into the warm wet cavern of her mouth and as I did her eyes opened and together we stared into each other's eyes.
I got to watch the passion of her orgasm develop once more, and then as my hips relentlessly drove down into her, she was forced to rip her mouth off of mine to cry out loudly and as she did my teeth grazed into her exposed neck. She was mine and with a heady cry, she gave up all decorum and let cries of pleasure ripple out of her lips even as her fingers dug into the muscles of my back.
Groaning, I worked hard simply to move my shaft within the wet hot tightness of her that had clamped down upon me all over again. I rode her orgasm out to its completion entirely enthralled by her body.
As she lay shaking and gasping beneath me, I shifted back and pulled free from her. Her eyes flickered as they started to open, only to be obscured from my view as I roughly turned her over onto her belly. Laying down upon her once more my shaft parted through her pink folds from behind and I drove it all the way home.
She squealed and jerked beneath me, but I held her down forcefully. This beautiful ultra-strong woman was mine and with a cry of despair I felt her admit as much as her body began to bloom hotly all around me once again.
The feeling of her submitting to the pleasure I invoked was all I needed and hotly I breathed into her ear with triumph as I came within her. My seed seemed to pulse out of me and into her for what seemed an eternity.
She lay breathing hard beneath me as I finally came to a rest within her. Slowly, as if waking up from a dream the caring side of my nature provoked me to lessen how much of my weight was upon her, even as I kissed the spot on the back of her neck that at some point I had apparently bitten.
One wet kiss to her coal dark skin led to another and soon I was disengaging from her as I shifted my way downward over her back. As I went my lips moved to cross over the heavy raised scar tissue that was a testament of a past torture.
Seeing the marks and imagining the pain she must have experienced made my blood seethe with the wrath to destroy whoever had done this to her. She was mine now though, and I would never let anything like this happen again.
At long last after I had kissed every scar along its path of imprint my lips came to the small of her back. Here she had no scars and wetly I kissed with deep suction against the supple hollow of it fully intent on leaving a mark of my own.
I heard a groan sound out that I knew hadn't come from Talia. It was hard, but I was gradually getting used to the reality that I would never have another private moment in my life.
I let the sucking clasp of my lips break away from Talia's back and in response she shivered. Rising up to my knees behind her I looked down upon the sight she made collapsed nakedly across the white sheets.
The ebony darkness of her skin was sheathed with sweat and the heavy rise and fall of her impassioned breathing was a thing of beauty, because I knew I had provoked it. I marveled at the darkness of her skin that was complete until where she turned pink at the nexus of her thighs.
The whiteness of my seed leaked from the heart of her and provided a contrast of color that I found beautiful. Glancing down I beheld my shaft at the ready and the urge to clearly take her again rose heavily.
Some rational part of me though clearly said no as she was utterly exhausted and yet the urge to penetrate and dominate was upon me like it never had been before in my life. My gaze rose and shifted to the left from where I had heard the groan come from earlier.
My eyes met Sally's even as my shaft seemed to jump with the sudden realization that I had more than one woman to employ it upon. Her gaze was fevered and her complexion utterly rosy as she lay naked against the sheets.
The smell of both sex and the heavy scented arousal being put off by more than one woman in the room was an utter thrill to me in an elemental way that I had never expected to experience. Even as I had been buried in Talia stroking her through orgasm after orgasm I had heard others within the room reach orgasmic peeks of their own and now Sally stared at me with a fevered need that said she was desperate for completion.
She didn't disappoint in provoking me to action as with smooth assurance she came up on her knees and swiveled around to present me with the alabaster perfection of her bottom even as by her actions she was close enough so that her knee made contact with the ebony darkness of Talia's thigh. The contrast between these two women was mesmerizing as was the fact that both of these women were mine.
