Page 78 of Fighting for Her Heart
I instantly move my lips back from her sex, and turn off the vibrator.
“I am so sorry.” I slowly withdraw the huge phallus from inside her pussy.
“Don’t be sorry.” She shakes her head. “That was…that wasbeyondintense.”
The dildo exits her body and she moans.
“I will remove the butt plug, too. But that will have to goveryslowly.”
She shakes her head. “Not yet.” She licks her lips. “Not until after you fuck me.”
My breath catches and my heart rate accelerates as my cock and balls throb with pain and longing. This has gone on for so long. I am beyond aroused. I feel certain I won’t be able to control myself once I’m inside her. Not with her restrained like this. I must release her so that she will be able to fight back if needed.
“I will remove the spacers.” I reach for the clamps that join the cuffs around her ankles to those at her wrists.
“No!” Her voice stops me.
“What’s wrong, my cherished one?” I cup her face.
A soft smile paints her lips, as it has each time I’ve called her that, the first time a spontaneous utterance with no forethought. Cherished falls so short of how I feel about Ember.
“Fuck me while I’m like this,” she says with more force than I expect. “Fuck me while I’m still trapped, and while that butt plug is still in.” She licks her lips and her fingers and toes flex forward and back. “I want to feel you against the plug in my ass. I want to feel you taking me while I can’t move. While I can’t do anything but look into your eyes as you take your pleasure inside me—and while you fill me with your come.”
I drag in a shredded breath. My cock slams up into my stomach and then moves around as if trying to find its way inside of her without any assistance from the rest of my body.
“Are you certain, cherished one?”
“Very certain.”
Positioning myself above her, I look down into her eyes. In all my time on earth I did not think it was possible to feel this happy, this intensely content.
But then my feelings of happiness expand, joined by others as I slowly force my eager rod into her softly yielding body.
“I love you so much,” she says.
I kiss her softly in response, and then pull back so I can look again into her eyes.
“I loveyouso much.” I thrust the top half of my rod slowly and luxuriously inside her. She’s beyond tight with that huge plug in her butt.
“I love you more than I believed possible,” I tell her, “more than I could ever explain in words.”
She smiles. “Show me.”
My body takes over. But not in the manner I feared. My hips pulse, moving gently, and I adore how I can see the effects of my movements reflected in her eyes. How every slow motion, every continued minute, is giving her more and more pleasure, and it delivers to me more joy and intense physical gratification than I ever could have imagined.
I slide in and out of her so slowly, so carefully, that hours must pass, so long that I can no longer contain the fluids rising inside me. I’m desperate to release and flood her body with my seed.
Crying out, I arch my back, and then grab onto the bar between her spread legs. I tug on it for leverage to push myself into her more deeply, and my body explodes from ecstasy, pumping hard and shooting more of my essence into her than I thought my body could hold.
Spent, I slump over her.
She nuzzles my neck for a moment, then she gently licks before I feel her fangs pierce my throat.
A renewed rush overwhelms me as her venom hits my bloodstream, and my heart accelerates to pump my thick red fluid, sending it racing toward her lips.
I thought my pleasure could not possibly reach more heights, but another summit positions itself above me, tempting me to climb yet again.
My hips pump into her hard and fast.
