he stop? Pull out of her and end this before it was too late?
Tor knew nothing stopped the blending of the chakras once it started. But this wasn’t a mating ritual. This was just sex, he tried to convince himself. Guided by primal instinct, Tor grabbed her hips with bruising force and buried himself to the hilt, sensing her inner muscles stretch, accepting his length and girth as a scream of pleasure mixed with pain ripped from her throat. Driven by the magic of their joining, he ground in and out of her, faster and faster. Harder and harder he thrust, intensifying his need to claim her, to make her his.
With each inward plunge, Deveney arched, taking him in deep. The sounds of sheer pleasure emanating from her amazed and excited Tor. No mere woman took the pounding he gave her. And yet she did. She met each stroke, spread her legs, taking him in farther, and expressed her heated desire verbally. Thank the Goddess Nirvana for a soundproof room. Having the whole palace aware of her existence didn’t place high on his list at the moment. Tor couldn’t help but smile, knowing he brought Deveney her first taste of pleasure even though it was rougher than a virgin deserved.
The harder and faster they fucked, the more intense the colors of the mixing magic in the bubble turned. Deep blue, fluorescent green, lava orange, prominent purple and then tantalizing turquoise blended into a bright red and deepened with each stroke of his cock within the sweet heat of Deveney.
Sweat covered their bodies as the heat intensified. Tor’s balls tightened. His cock trembled. He fought his release until Deveney’s inner muscles clamped around him, tugging him in a coaxing massage. Each ripple of her orgasm up and down his shaft forced him to release his seed even though he tried desperately to prevent it. To release his seed within her sex equaled the intimate finalization of their joining. One he had hoped to resist, but failed. His cock throbbed in the caress of her inner muscles, filling her with his seed.
On a desperate growl he collapsed, taking his weight on his hands and knees, hovering around her body, cock buried to the hilt, being milked by the sweetest heat of his life. As if she knew the ritual, the woman beneath him swung her hair to one side, exposing the milk-white flesh of her throat. Her life vein thumped, enticing him to lick its length.
Tor licked her from between her shoulders to the nape of her neck. At the silver link of chain, he flicked it, tasting the salt of her skin combined with the energy of the Amulet of Perception. Though he tried to resist, he couldn’t. Its beat was too strong. The tip of his tongue caressed her life vein from one end to the other, then back to the center where the beat throbbed strongest. He suckled this spot on Deveney’s neck until their hearts pounded, sharing the same rhythm, and seemed to change into one organ, which pumped blood through both their bodies.
Deveney’s soft purr broke Tor’s mating trance.
“Will you suck my breasts like that?”
Her slow, deliberate pelvic motions made him grow hard again. Never had he recovered so rapidly. Tor was amazed his cock had any life left in it. It had to be the magic.
When he reluctantly pulled out of her heat, she moaned, “No, I’m not done with you yet.”
Faster than he’d ever seen anyone or any creature move, she flipped onto her back, legs spread. One hand caressed a distended pink nipple while the other massaged his cock to attention.
“Please, Tor. Suck my nipples.”
The sight of her tugging one of those delicious-looking buds taut made his mouth water. Unable to resist, he gently suckled the ripe nipple into his mouth. Her breasts were perfect. As he kneaded and caressed one full mound with his hand, his mouth worked magic on the other.
Both of her hands worked his shaft, coaxing it into a rock-hard state. He feasted from breast to breast until she had him primed and ready for re-entry.
“Fuck me again,
Tor knew nothing stopped the blending of the chakras once it started. But this wasn’t a mating ritual. This was just sex, he tried to convince himself. Guided by primal instinct, Tor grabbed her hips with bruising force and buried himself to the hilt, sensing her inner muscles stretch, accepting his length and girth as a scream of pleasure mixed with pain ripped from her throat. Driven by the magic of their joining, he ground in and out of her, faster and faster. Harder and harder he thrust, intensifying his need to claim her, to make her his.
With each inward plunge, Deveney arched, taking him in deep. The sounds of sheer pleasure emanating from her amazed and excited Tor. No mere woman took the pounding he gave her. And yet she did. She met each stroke, spread her legs, taking him in farther, and expressed her heated desire verbally. Thank the Goddess Nirvana for a soundproof room. Having the whole palace aware of her existence didn’t place high on his list at the moment. Tor couldn’t help but smile, knowing he brought Deveney her first taste of pleasure even though it was rougher than a virgin deserved.
The harder and faster they fucked, the more intense the colors of the mixing magic in the bubble turned. Deep blue, fluorescent green, lava orange, prominent purple and then tantalizing turquoise blended into a bright red and deepened with each stroke of his cock within the sweet heat of Deveney.
Sweat covered their bodies as the heat intensified. Tor’s balls tightened. His cock trembled. He fought his release until Deveney’s inner muscles clamped around him, tugging him in a coaxing massage. Each ripple of her orgasm up and down his shaft forced him to release his seed even though he tried desperately to prevent it. To release his seed within her sex equaled the intimate finalization of their joining. One he had hoped to resist, but failed. His cock throbbed in the caress of her inner muscles, filling her with his seed.
On a desperate growl he collapsed, taking his weight on his hands and knees, hovering around her body, cock buried to the hilt, being milked by the sweetest heat of his life. As if she knew the ritual, the woman beneath him swung her hair to one side, exposing the milk-white flesh of her throat. Her life vein thumped, enticing him to lick its length.
Tor licked her from between her shoulders to the nape of her neck. At the silver link of chain, he flicked it, tasting the salt of her skin combined with the energy of the Amulet of Perception. Though he tried to resist, he couldn’t. Its beat was too strong. The tip of his tongue caressed her life vein from one end to the other, then back to the center where the beat throbbed strongest. He suckled this spot on Deveney’s neck until their hearts pounded, sharing the same rhythm, and seemed to change into one organ, which pumped blood through both their bodies.
Deveney’s soft purr broke Tor’s mating trance.
“Will you suck my breasts like that?”
Her slow, deliberate pelvic motions made him grow hard again. Never had he recovered so rapidly. Tor was amazed his cock had any life left in it. It had to be the magic.
When he reluctantly pulled out of her heat, she moaned, “No, I’m not done with you yet.”
Faster than he’d ever seen anyone or any creature move, she flipped onto her back, legs spread. One hand caressed a distended pink nipple while the other massaged his cock to attention.
“Please, Tor. Suck my nipples.”
The sight of her tugging one of those delicious-looking buds taut made his mouth water. Unable to resist, he gently suckled the ripe nipple into his mouth. Her breasts were perfect. As he kneaded and caressed one full mound with his hand, his mouth worked magic on the other.
Both of her hands worked his shaft, coaxing it into a rock-hard state. He feasted from breast to breast until she had him primed and ready for re-entry.
“Fuck me again,
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