Lucky Blaze

Remi is mine.Only mine. I will do anything to keep her.

She arches her back beautifully for me, screaming my name without care who hears her. Yet I want more.

I want all to hear that she chooses me.

My cock aches for her in my sheath, yet I can’t make myself stop tasting her.

One more time. I’ll bring her over the edge once more before filling her up.

Gods, the way she twists her nipple is hot. I reach for her other one, squeezing her gently. A fine tremor takes over Remi, making her breasts jiggle.

One more twist of my fingers and I coax another orgasm out of her.

She still quakes for me as I cover her with my body. I let myself settle against her. My shaft glides over her slit, teasing the bundle of nerves nestled between her folds.

She moans in encouragement, whimpering, begging me to fill her.

I nudge the blunt tip into her hot, slick entrance. Her body sucks me in greedily. I want nothing more than to thrust inside of her hard and fast; I know she’s ready and open for me.

But dammit, I want it to last. If she rejects me in the end, I want the memory of this night to last into my dying breath.

And so I choose the slow glide home.

My breath is ragged with my fight for control. And yet I drag myself out once more, slow and smooth, and wait until she cries out for me to fill her once more.

“Hold on to me.”

That’s the only warning I give her before I slam into her, my hips smacking against hers.

“Oh, thank fuck.” She growls out her gratitude from the depths of her soul.

I do it again. And again. And again. Each thrust, my paces quickens until the sound of our flesh sliding together drowns out even our mating song. All that exists for me is Remi—her breaths, her sighs, her fiery center.

I piston against her, her pussy walls fluttering around my length, milking me until I finally burst inside of her.

Ropes of cum jet inside of her, and still I’m not done.

From one thrust to the other, I flip her over onto her belly, stretch her arms over her head, pinning her wrists with one hand while I grip her hip with the other. I sink back inside her where I belong, hardening inside her tight channel once more.

I reach around her to tease her little nub, skimming my fingers over her faster and faster until she’s clenching around me.

That’s it, claim me, use me.

I spy the suitcase in the corner, already filled with her belongings for when she plans on leaving me.

Never.

I slap my hand against the meat of her backside. She gasps, arching her back for more. Maybe later. For now, I need to get lost in her heat once more.

I grow impossibly hard as I buck against her, driving myself into her over and over again. When I finally let go once more, a corona of flames shimmer and burst around me.

Around us.

I gather her into my arms, enveloping her with my wings. Instead of being alarmed, Remi welcomes my fire.

My Remi.