Page 19 of Tornn's Mate
He releases my hips to cradle my head in his huge hands, his fingers digging into my scalp. A steady growl rumbles from him as his tongue delves into my mouth. My heart pounds in my chest. This is the second kiss of my life, and it’s vastly different from the first one.
When Nathan and I first started dating, we decided we wanted to try kissing, never mind that it was frowned upon behavior. That kiss was quick and unremarkable. After satiating our mutual curiosity, neither of us ever instigated another one.
Tornn’s kiss is almost violent compared to Nathan’s. It’s savage and possessive, and my head spins as his tongue keeps tangling with mine. It’s shocking to my innocent sensibilities, but I find I don’t want him to stop, and it’s not long before I’m sweeping my tongue into his mouth as I mimic his movements. His growls increase and so does the pace of vibrations underneath me.
Holy hell, I think I’m close to…
I tear my lips from his and cry out as waves of ecstasy pulse through my core. My eyes flutter shut.Oh God. I’m climaxing from the vibration of his balls alone. His hands aren’t anywhere near my center.
When the last pulsing remnant of my release fades, I blink my eyes open and find Tornn is staring at me with a satisfied expression. His gaze is also heated, and I swear I feel his bulge growing even larger beneath my sore bottom.
He laces his fingers through my hair and gives a sharp tug. I gasp but don’t try to pull away. His dominance enthralls me as I wonder what he’s going to do next. Will he soon release his cocks from his pants and settle himself between my thighs?
“A third orgasm?” He gives me a somewhat scolding look, though I’m not certain if he’s being serious. Then he lifts me off his lap and forces me to stand in front of him while he makes a show of inspecting his lap.
I gasp when I notice the large wet spot I’ve left on the front of his pants. And when I press my thighs together, I feel the moisture that’s leaked from my core. The slickness that signifies my arousal. My face heats with shame and my pulse quickens.
His gaze lifts to my pussy and he reaches out, dragging a finger over my folds. I quiver at his touch and try to remain upright.
“So wet, sweet human, and your folds appear swollen. And your clit is so engorged that it’s poking out from between your damp petals.”
I don’t know if he expects me to respond, but in any case, I can’t find the words. Am I supposed to reciprocate his comments by remarking on his massive bulge or the intensity of his balls’ vibrations? I don’t know, and my throat is so dry, I doubt I could speak even if my life depended upon it.
He continues drawing his finger through my folds, spreading my moisture around, though he seems to be avoiding my clit on purpose. He comes close to touching it a few times, only to take a detour. Even though I just orgasmed, it’s not long before the incessant ache returns, and I find myself longing for more. I want to sit on his lap again and ride the vibrations to completion.
Tornn cups my pussy and gives it a firm squeeze that has me whimpering. He holds my gaze and squeezes again. “Who owns this pussy of yours?”
I swallow hard. “You-you do.”
His nostrils flare and his eyes darken. “That’s right, sweet human, your pussy belongs to me. Now, bend over the bed and spread your legs wide. I intend to make use of my property.”
Chapter10
TORNN
I watch,enraptured, as Ellie nervously complies with my order to bend over the bed. She gives me an uncertain look and opens her mouth as though to speak, but she soon presses her lips together, then turns and bends over the bed, situating herself to my liking with her thighs spread wide. Her glistening pink parts are fully on display, beckoning me to surge inside and pump her full of my seed.
The sight of her punished bottom sends fresh pulses of heat through my insides. Her cheeks are still deliciously red. My desire spikes. I like seeing the evidence of my discipline on her small but curvy ass, even if the spanking I’d given her had been a light one and the marks would likely soon fade. How I’d enjoyed having her over my lap as she whimpered and squirmed while I brought my flattened palm down across her quivering cheeks.
I rise from the chair and tear off my shirt, then make quick work of removing my boots and pants. My cocks spear outward, throbbing, and my scrotum continues its steady vibration.
As I approach my human bride, she peers over her shoulder and gasps. Her eyes go wide, and she immediately moves her thighs back together in a charming display of virginal apprehension.
I take my lower cock in hand, stroking it, while my upper shaft rests atop it, fully erect and protruding straight out from my body.
I approach Ellie and tap her bottom. “Spread your thighs.”
“Will-will they fit?” she blurts, her wide eyes still focused on my appendages. She also keeps looking at the glowing ancestral markings that cover my upper chest, though she doesn’t comment on them.
“Yes, sweet human, I assure you they will fit. But I’ll only thrust one shaft into your center at a time. Perhaps eventually you will learn to take my upper length in your ass, but until I’ve trained you properly to accept a double pounding, I will only plunge into you with one cock at a time.”
Some of the anxiety fades from her eyes, and she gives a brief nod before turning around and gripping the covers. I move closer and drag my lower cock through her moist folds several times, coating the tip of my shaft in her essence.
A mate. I can scarcely believe it. I’m about to claim a female as my own. I release my shaft and caress my hands down the slender curve of Ellie’s back, admiring her birthmarks. She shudders under my touch and her center bucks outward as she tries to press her pussy more firmly to my lower cock. My eager little bride.
“Are you aching to be filled up, sweet human?” As I continue trailing my hands up and down her back, I step forward and allow my lower appendage to press into her wet heat. She cries out and writhes against me, and it takes all my willpower not to surge into her depths. But not yet. When I ask her a question, I expect an answer.
I sigh and step away, then bring my hand cracking down on her left cheek. She gasps and tries to evade further chastisement, but I’m quick to administer an equally severe smack to her right cheek.
