Page 6 of The Dark Elf's Secret Baby
Her body weighs nearly nothing compared to me so I don’t understand why she hesitates at all when it comes to this. I want to experience every bit of pleasure I can wring from her. This thing between us, this unlabeled thing might not last but I want to enjoy it while it does.
“Yes, yes!” I hear her moan. The pleasure coils in my belly. I love how vocal she gets when we’re fucking, it’s so primal and urgent and devoid of pretense. There is no race or class between us like this, just pure need.
Layla is grinding her pussy against my face with abandon now and I thrust my tongue into her sopping wet hole, swirling in vicious circles until I find the spot that has her arching her back and digging her nails into my sides.
“Fuck!” she curses. She’s beautiful and tiny next to me but she’s easily the fiercest human I’ve ever met. She curses with abandon and isn’t afraid to show her stubborn side, which is what attracted me to her in the first place.
My tongue continues thrusting up into her, curling against her soft walls as she ruts against me, losing herself to the pleasure I’m giving her. It isn’t long before she’s shaking apart above me, trembling and gushing slick as she cries out my name.
It sounds good on her lips, I think as I move our positions and pull her on top of me to sink her down onto my waiting cock. She hisses as she takes me down, wrapping around me so tightly. This is bliss. Every moment with her body feels like floating in the cosmos.
I want to stay here forever, I decide, as she begins to work herself up and down my length, taking me so nicely.
“Good girl,” I say as I slap her ass. “You’re so good to me.”
She lets out a guttural moan. “Kerym,” she calls out. “That’s it, right there. Deeper!” she orders, reaching up to pull my lip between her teeth, dragging me down with her as we kiss and I press deeper inside her.
“Fuck,” she curses again. “Fuck! Gods!”
“Yeah, that’s right,” I tell her, teasing her a little. “I’m your god and I’m here to bring you the gift of pleasure.”
Maybe I’m being a bit irreverent but what have the gods ever done for me, anyway? I press her harder into my mattress, grinding my cock into her as we kiss and lick into each others’ mouths, the passion rising between us to a frenzy.
“Then consider me your most ardent and devout follower,” Layla purrs. “And show me the wonder of the cosmos.”
I sink my teeth into her lip, biting down hard enough to draw blood as I grip her hips in my hands and pull our bodies flush, determined to draw her to climax once again before I find my own release.
Looking down into her eyes, I wonder why it can’t be like this always. I lose myself in them for a moment, imagining waking up to this every day, this beautiful, sexy woman.
She pulls me out of my daydreams abruptly though, squeezing her legs around my hips, matching me thrust for thrust. “Feels good,” she grunts, digging hands into my back, nails raking down my bare skin. There’s sweat dotting her brow and her skin is glistening with a sheen of it.
I feel her walls massage around me again and her cunt throbs as she approaches her second climax.
“Come for me,” I order her. “Come for me, little fire. Come apart on my cock.”
“Yes!” Layla screams out, clenching tightly around me, so tight it feels as though she’s trying to strangle me. Her body quivers as she comes undone and I reach down and kiss her hard, letting myself get carried away now that she’s reached her peak.
I pound into her with abandon, my own climax hitting me with the force of a heavy boulder.
“Gods!” I curse as I come apart inside of her. She laughs and kisses me back, stroking warm fingers over my cheeks and the nape of my neck.
“Am I to be your god now, Kerym?” she teases.
“We can be as gods to each other,” I tell her, making her laugh harder as we curl up together, recovering from the vigor of our lovemaking. “And together we shall rule over all others, superior to them in every way simply for how attractive we are.”
Layla is laughing so hard she’s nearly in tears. “Gods, Kerym. We have such a good time together, don’t we?”
“Yes,” I say, rolling over to capture her in my arms with another kiss. “And I’m going to show you even more of a good time, little fire.”
She stops laughing, eyes flashing dark with danger and seduction. “Prove it,” she says, challenging me. She’s got a fire inside that draws me straight in, like a papillion to a flame.
5
Layla
Though he captures me in his arms, I know we’re both too tired to go again straight away. We’ve had a long day, the both of us. Instead of going for round two, Kerym pulls me down into his arms to press his lips against mine, lazily tracing the seam of my mouth with his tongue until I part it for him.
His tongue slips inside, tangling with mine in a slow, sensual dance. I open my mouth wider and lathe my tongue over his, fluttering it to massage against his larger one. It feels incredible to kiss him and to be in his arms.