Page 101 of The Poison of the Earth
I remove my fingers and step closer, rubbing the length of the phallus up and down his crack. He makes a sound of need and I smile.
“Just relax, Finnick, and let your soon to be wife fuck your ass,” I whisper as I press forward. His ring of muscle resists and I angle my dick a little differently, hand wrapped around it as I lean into him. It suddenly gives and he cries out as I jerk myself to a halt, the head of my cock inside him.
“Just breathe. Youwilltake me.” I stroke a hand down his back, over his ass cheek, down the back of this thigh and up again. When his little noises settle, I press further into him. In, and back out, over and over, working my dick up his ass.
“You’re allowed to cum,” I say softly.
He makes an agreeable sound and I press the last of my length into him. He groans, hips reaching forward instinctively, away from the intrusion.
I slide all the way out, until just the realistic head the phallus is gripped by his ring of muscle. I thrust smoothly inside him.
“Oh, oh, fuck, Oleander,” Finnick cries out as he cums rather easily and suddenly. His hips thrust into the bed as I hear the splatter of his seed on the floor. I continue my pace and eventually his breathing slows.
My pussy clenches on the dick inside me and I start to fuck Finnick harder.
“Beloved,” Finn pants, back arching as I fuck him with deep, short strokes, the slap of our bodies sending waves of pleasure through me. “Oleander, I... I finished.”
It takes me a moment to understand his meaning and when I do, I bark out a laugh.
“Ohh, no, Finn, we’re not done. I’m fucking you untilIcum. Maybe twice.” I thrust harder, “Don’t I deserve release, betrothed?”
“Of.”
“Course.”
He pants between thrusts of my hips.
“Good. Then accept my cock up your sweet little ass while I chase my pleasure.”
And I do just that, thrusting hard and fast, making the toy inside me stroke me in return. It takes me a bit but I’m there soon. I grind against his body, my clit aching for the pressure and then I explode.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chant in time with the waves of pleasure and the hard thrusts of my dick into Finnick.
As my body relaxes, my thrusts come to a halt. I fold over him, kissing his back.
“Now, tell me, betrothed, who does this tight little hole belong to?”
I pull out swiftly and he lets out a cry.
“You, beloved. Only you.”
I purr and drop to my knees behind him. “Your cock is hard again, Finn. Do you want another release?”
He looks over his shoulder, “Yes, please, Oleander.”
I grin and wrap a hand around him. “I’ll milk you. Can’t have my future husband walking around with a hard dick all day tomorrow, can I?”
I press two fingers up his well-used asshole and fuck him in time with my strokes.
“Go ahead, I want it fast, Finn. Give it to me. Make even more of a mess on the floor for me.”
He lets out a long, low moan and I revel in the power he’s yielded to me. When his cock jumps in my hand, letting out several long streams, I smile and lean in to kiss his thigh.
“Perfect, Finnick. Stay here, love.” I stand and head to the bathroom to take off the harness, wash my hands and grab a wet towel.
When I return, his pretty green body is relaxed over the bed. “Hey,” I say softly, wiping up his crack. After, I toss the towel over the mess on the floor. “Come snuggle?”
He pushes himself up and runs a hand through his hair. “Do you... want to?” His voice is unsure and it makes my heart hurt.
