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Subject: Chapter 202 - Part 3 (18 and above)

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Date Posted: Monday, August 01, 07:24:52am
In reply to: KatherineGilbert 's message, "Dreams in the Dark - Chapter 193 and onwards" on Thursday, July 07, 07:06:24am

She was leaning back, letting him come to her, but he pulled her up quickly, until their bodies met completely--the heavy beats of their hearts echoing in a tremor through their lover's skin. They were only caught in their fierce, loving look for a second, before he kissed her deeply, possessively--feeling her give in absolutely, to his delight--before he finally spoke, eyes aglow. "Don't call me that, 'Kita." He pushed her back onto the bed, almost punishing her with the next kiss, but her whole body shook under his in joy. Good. His gaze burned, as he pulled away. "I haven't given you permission yet."

Oh, God--yes! Her eyes were wide, so ready, absolutely adoring him like this. He was utterly insane, cared for nothing but pleasure, and she was loving it--would ask for nothing subtle, body and soul burning. So long as he always approached her with absolute honesty, she would beg for everything they could share.

It was good that she wasn't complaining, because he had no patience left; his body had hers crushed to the bed, moved between her legs, parting them, as he explained--no longer caring about the effect of his words or actions. "I've wanted you from the first time I saw you, knew you would be sweet." He leaned away slightly, his gaze moving down--so ready to teach her lovely form again; his fingers were tracing insistently up her thigh. "But I had no idea how good you would feel."

He had her completely, his gaze powerful and adoring--her body and soul spellbound. Her breaths were already irregular, as he moved ever-closer to the part which wanted him most, hand slipping along the honey on her thigh--and she let out a small cry, when his fingers finally slid into her. But she still had no idea how much better his passion-hoarse voice would make it.

She discovered this to her delight, his incredibly talented fingers starting to trace through her--her body arching below his to plead for more, as his words caressed her further. "I love the way your walls beg for me." They did again, closing around his searching touch, and she shook along with his growl, as he found a very tender spot--manipulating it without pity. "It felt so good stretching them around me for the very first time." Her eyes opened, a bit of fear lingering that he might have enjoyed that one-time gift more than any she could give again, but he just laughed at her, stroking her a little harder--his lips so close to hers. "But its even better to feel you accept it all."

Her eyes widened at this, showing her amazed need for him, but he only shook his head, lost to the fact that he controlled her so completely; the look grew even wilder. He should. She was his wife, was his to have, in any way which pleased him; his stroking moved faster, loving the slickness of her walls, the way her body wept for his. And he would continue to enjoy her in every way she could come.

He was about to gain the first of these rewards, as well, her soul entirely his own; her eyes were closed, every part of her lost. Her whole form was arching toward his touch--begging for more, the feeling of his fingers moving through her so expertly, so rapidly putting her on the sweetest edge, making the light in her core shine so brightly. She had already felt so heated and in need, had wanted him so much, but, whenever he lost control for her, she simply went wild. He was an animal sometimes, but he was hers--a creature which lived to give her joy; she moaned, as his stroking made a brightness tauten deep inside her core. And all she ever wanted was for him never to stop.

He wasn't going to, but she wasn't looking at him to see, was just shivering, as the heat spiraled ever deeper. His hoarse laugh at her situation only made her love him more--the feeling of his tongue lapping ever closer to her breast turning her gasps into small screams. "So pretty," he growled, as he licked over her nipple, making her arch--making the hot need inside her core tighten dangerously. He just laughed again, making her gasp for more. "They do like to feel this."

He made her scream then, his mouth enclosing the sweet, taut point so firmly, just as his thumb began a constant pattern over her nether bud--the light spiking dangerously within her. When he started stroking faster, she couldn't even breathe, a blossoming of heat about to take over her deepest core. His mouth let go of its plaything for only a moment, his voice so rough. "I love the way you come." And then he suckled her perilously well, as his much rougher stroking, his thumb's remorseless teasing over that famishing bud, forced that inner light wide--everything lost to him for good.

She could only groan, arching into him, holding him to her, as the heated sensations swamped through her core--the waves penetrating every part of her form. She couldn't have spoken, had she tried, was just his, forever; she finally forced open her eyes--the look so adoring. Nothing on earth should ever feel so good.

It did, though, leaving her breathless--and his laughing, masterful gaze made all of it even better. Even when he pulled back, his lips letting her go with a grazing kiss, she could only whimper--his expert stroking never stopping for a second. It was almost too much--made the flooding bliss roll back through her, starting to build again, begging for more; she had to close her eyes tightly, couldn't even understand it. She was always slightly afraid that he would damage her with pleasure, wasn't sure she could take it; his sweet manipulations changed slightly, making it all better. She was biting her lip. "Michael, I can't . . ."

"You will," he commanded, before pulling his fingers slowly out of her depths--regaining her astounded gaze. His own was bright, ruthless, his intentions of making her into his meal undeniable--unavoidable--but she clearly didn't want to run; he just laughed--that fact making it all the better. She could do nothing to get away from him tonight.

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