Page 92 of Merciless
For once in my life, I didn't need to think about the answer. Just getting by, living to another day, used to be enough. It satiated me until the next big fight, until I counted every Steel Demon patch and reeled from however many we lost. Not losing anyone was once a blessing, a rare gift that was fleeting and unreliable.
Now I knew, with as much certainty as possible, that everyone at this party would still be here tomorrow. Mari would still love tomorrow. Jandro's stupid rooster would crow at the crack of dawn, and then...the day was ours. The future, our lives, belonged tous.
"Yes," I said through a tightening in my throat, my forehead on hers. "I am."
We kissed while I pulled down the other strap on her dress and bunched the fabric down around her waist. She gasped into my mouth as I rolled her breasts in my hands, drawing me in closer with her legs. Together, we gathered up the fabric of the dress to keep it out of the way. From the top down and the bottom up, my wife was so beautifully, obscenely exposed.
"Oh, look at you," I groaned out at the sight of her damp panties, pressing my hand between her legs. "So wet for me already?"
"I've missed having you to myself too." A moan escaped her as I rubbed, giving her that friction she wanted so badly. "I love the other guys and never want to turn them down, but—" Her breath stuttered in her chest while I kept rubbing, sweeping the edge of my hand over her lips and clit through the damp fabric.
"But what, sugar?" It was a command, not a question. One that made her hooded eyes pop open at the bark of my voice.
"I've missed howyoufuck me. You and no one else."
A growl tore from my throat, my fingers hooking into the edge of her panties to pull them aside. I stroked once, twice through her slick folds, just to make sure she was ready before freeing my cock and notching it against her.
"Ah, good," Mari sighed, grinning at me. "I thought you'd make me wait."
"I'll still make you come until you can't remember your name." I pressed forward, her slippery heat embracing my blunt head. "I just want to feel all of it on my cock."
Her thighs squeezed around my hips as I pressed inside, and my head fell to her shoulder with a groan. She was the best feeling—familiar, soft, warm, and just so good. When the memories of the Sha's dungeon made me unsettled and on-edge, she brought me back.
My hips drew back and when I pressed forward again, my thumb circled over her clit. And there my hand would remain until she couldn't take it anymore.
My hand motions were fast, faster than my thrusts, the pressure of my thumb consistent and unrelenting. Her first orgasm built up faster than she could catch up, her moans turning to pants, then gasps and yelps when the release hit. She gripped the edges of the dresser for purchase, her pussy squeezing and stroking around me so beautifully.
"Good girl." I eased the pressure off her clit slightly, my circling motion just a touch slower. "Shall we do that again?"
"Bastard," Mari huffed with a laugh. "I want more of this." She grabbed my waist and pulled me forward, causing me to sink to the hilt inside her and pulling a deep hiss from my chest.
"I'll fuck you twice as hard for every orgasm I get from you," I told her. "Deal?"
Her head fell back with a bright, breathless laugh. "How could I forget how terrible you are?"
"You wanted me," I reminded her, leaning forward to suck a pert nipple into my mouth, dragging my teeth on the stiff peak until she cried out.
She came again quickly with a lighter touch, still sensitive from her first one. Her pussy fluttered around me again, and it was such sweet relief to fuck harder like she wanted.
"Good girl," I praised again, biting a rough kiss on her shoulder. "How about another?"
Mari came for me three more times before she slumped back in exhaustion, her elbows propped on the dresser and her skin dewy with sweat.
"Come here, sugar." I pulled her to me and kissed her once before allowing her head to rest on my shoulder. Bracing one arm against her back, I brought the other to her hip.
She was limp and utterly spent, leaning on me as I finally released the white-knuckled control and fucked her wildly. My cock felt like solid iron after being teased and stroked by her orgasms, so ready to take my woman and burst into her perfect pussy.
Mari looped her arms around my neck, soft moans crooning directly into my ear. Her hips rocked forward, meeting the rough crashes of my thrusts and letting me plunge to new depths that had me seeing stars. But before I finished...
"One more," I rasped into her neck, returning my hand to where our bodies joined. "Come for me one more time, sugar."
"Reaper, I can't," she whined, but she still responded to my touch. A shiver raced over her skin, and still she chased the weight of my hand on that sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Oh fuck yeah, that's it," I urged her with my mouth against her rapid pulse. "Take it sugar, it's all yours."
Her hips stuttered with the build-up of pleasure, movements growing frantic and needy as she raced toward release. The shift in our hard-crashing rhythm staved off my own orgasmjustlong enough. She found the edge and hurtled herself off, the hot spasms of her pussy taking me with her.
My hands slapped the dresser as my body became boneless, the heady rush of my orgasm too good and all-consuming. Our hips kept moving, creating a feedback loop to extend each other's pleasure. And oh fuck, how I wanted to stay here, flush inside her and bliss everywhere in my body.
