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Story: The WitchSlayer

His cock pulsated while he waited, wanting to taste her orgasm, and his fingertips dug into the skin of her stomach when she didn’t. He was growing impatient.

Growling, he lifted his mouth to the sensitive apex between her folds to give it a hard suck.Give it to me!

He wanted to feel and see her break apart while he did this, while he had his exploring tongue on her, while he tasted her.

When her entire body tightened, he had just enough time to lower his mouth back to her core before she cried out. He felt the rush of wetness against his tongue when she came hotly against it.

She tastes so...he couldn’t think of the perfect word to describe the essence of this woman’s pleasure dribbling into his mouth.Instead, he moaned like it was the most delicious thing, gently kissing at her core as he lapped it up.

He didn’t want to stop mercilessly feasting even when her body became lax. Even when he’d licked her clean. Even when she started pushing at his head.

The only reason he did pull away from between her thighs was because his cock now ached, and he was desperate to get it inside of her.

Crawling up her body, he kissed her waist once before he brought his head up to lick across a hardened nipple, bringing it into his mouth for a moment. He gave it a tight suck, and he noticed she pressed her breast more firmly against him like she wanted it.

He didn’t linger there, quickly unlatching himself so he could be above her.

Her head was turned to the side with her lips open while she panted. He licked across the tight ridge of throat muscle exposed because of the way her head was turned while gripping the base of his shaft.

She looked so pliant, so docile like this. Rurik knew he had never wanted her more than this moment with the taste of her in his mouth while she was about to glove his cock with her heat.

She let out a sharp breath when he slowly pushed the head inside, her knees drawing up slightly to give him easier entrance. He felt her body adjusting to the size of him as he pushed deeper, and a soft noise escaped her at each inch he gently fed her body.

When he was seated deep and felt the tip pushing snuggly against her cervix, she gave him this satisfied mew that made him pulsate against it.

He laid himself completely against her, one hand coming down to grab one cheek of her bottom while he threaded the other under her arm and cupped under her head. He rested on her with his legs straight, taking the worst of his weight on his knees and elbows.

He ground his shaft deeper, feeling the end of her press more firmly against him. His breaths shuddered just below her ear where his mouth was.

How can she feel this good?Not just around his shaft, but also in his arms, against his chest, her calves brushing across his hips and legs.

Her hands came to wrap around him. One held the back of his head, her fingers brushing through his hair gently, like she wanted to soothe him before she tugged at it with force, while the other slipped over his side, her palm digging in until her arm had crossed over his back. Her fingertips dug into his back right above his arse.

They were tangled, and he could feel her heavy heartbeat against his chest. The softness of her body and breasts moulding against him.

He hadn’t even begun to move yet, but he could feel her channel twitching around him. Her previous orgasm was making her sensitive, reacting to his cock seated deep inside and stretching it.

Drawing his hips back, he felt her core clutch him. It was almost like it didn’t want to let go. His nose crinkled, and his mouth fell open as he felt it, her body seeming to grow tighter than it already was. He hadn’t even managed to withdraw his cock halfway before he was desperate to give it what it wanted and shoved back in.

So responsive.

Her back arched, and her breasts slipped against his chest as she moaned. He’d never noticed it before because of how fast he would go, how rough he would be, wanting to spill his seed inside her. Because he was trying to be gentle, so that she may do this again with him, he’d never taken the time to be able to just feel her before.

To feel the way her core seemed to shudder around him on each slow and measured thrust as he pulled back almost all the way and then gave her the entire length of his cock again. How hot she truly felt around him without the addition of friction. How wet she grew, that being the reason her tightness would allow him to move.

He didn’t think this often, but she felt like heaven. Warm, wet, trembling heaven.

She is so soft.Everything about her was soft. Her core around him, her breaths and moans as he slowly moved. Her body as it yielded beneath his much harder one.

Would dunking your body into hot cream feel like this?

At first, he only intended to be gentle in the beginning, until her body was used to his so he could take her with hard and deep thrusts. Except now, he couldn’t even think about anything else other than how she felt around him, against him.

He couldn’t move his mouth to kiss her neck, it was too busy trying to breathe through each mind-numbing thrust. His breath fanned her, her skin flushed and prickling as each one rolled against her.

Rurik’s mind felt muddled.

His hands couldn’t knead her anymore when his arms began to strain, shaking with tension from each glide over her inner walls.What is this feeling?

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