Page 33 of Dark Captivation

I trembled against his powerful abdomen . My need grew with every pound of his quickening heart. The promise of his sweet kiss broke down my defenses, coaxing my absolute surrender.

Every damn thing about him demanded surrender. If his essence could speak, it would say that he was the commander of fate and all the walls that dared to stand between us must disintegrate or be destroyed.

It wasn’t a fair fight. Malek’s tongue entered my mouth like a wrecking ball, battling my tongue for dominance, captivating it as he roughly played with it.

My lips became raw from his relentless sucking. I drew back and took a much needed breath. His eyes went feral, a flicker of hot jealousy burning through them as he didn't seem to like that I would choose air over his kiss.

The air between us was burning, electrified and supercharged. My lust soared to new heights as I imagined Malek naked. My heart thundered just from the fantasy.

“Let me see you. I must taste them.” He commanded, his longing gaze lowering to the swells of my breasts.

I wasn’t sure if it was the fact that my pussy was now as wet as Niagara Falls or that my heart was pounding vigorously, but my body was starved for that sweet sensation that only Malek could provide.

I tugged the top of my dress down, exposing my pink bra.

He craned his head, ripping my bra open with his powerful teeth. Electric fire seared my tender flesh as his warm tongue drew circles over my nipples, first the left then the right.

My peaks puckered for him, swelling under his tongue’s teasing flicker. I moaned his name and he lightly bit one of my tight buds.

I cried out, my spine twisting from the intense pleasure and pain that flowed like a river.

I tilted my head back giving him more space to lap at my eager nipples. I didn’t know how much my body needed this. His arms caged me to him as if worriedI might run from him. But right now, running was the furthest thing from my mind.

His arm ruffled up the hem of my dress, his hand sliding underneath it.

I breathed in quick, shallow bursts as his fingers smoothed along my inner thigh.

My pussy’s cries were almost loud enough to hear. She begged for his touch, envious that my nipples held his tongue's attention.

Sliding aside my panties, his thumb pressed down on my clit like a pleasure-seeking missile. Something inside me sang a song of pure joy.

He circled around my eager clit with his index finger. “Does this please you, my Bride?” He bit his lip, visibly straining to contain his strength and be gentle.

“Fucking yes.” I cursed; and taking that as encouragement, he slid two fingers into my tight pussy. It made a squishing sound that made Malek’s face light up like the Fourth of July.

Done talking, he covered my nipple with his lips once again and tugged at it with increasing strength.

Stars twinkled in front of my eyes as the explosions of pleasure went off in my core.

He finger fucked me slowly, working up to a masterful rhythm designed to drive me insane. The pace quickened and my nerve endings sang as he grazed my g-spot.

“Where did you learn to do this?” I gurgled, as he sent every muscle in me twisting into tight knots of ecstasy.

“When you’ve been around for millennia you pick up a few things. But I could live for another millennia and never feel another pussy like this one. You're amazing, Sunny.”

His fingers delved deeper and pleasure and pain ripped through me.

“Tell me exactly how you want me to touch you.” He glided his tongue over my nipple just slowly enough to throw fodder to the flames of my burning need.

Pleasure stole my words and I was desperate to show him what I wanted. My hips undulated back and forth as I rode his fingers. My writhing hips plunged him deeper into me, ramming me harder.

Watching me take my pleasure mesmerized him, morphing his expression into one of lust and dark desire.

Using the motions of my hips as instructions, he quickened his pace and deepened his finger thrusts, adding one more finger.

“That’s it, just like that. By the gods, you’ll drive me crazy if you stop now.” I bellowed, only now realizing that the singing on stage had ended and the cast now danced to fast paced orchestra music. Music with a tempo that matched the rhythm of Malek’s fingers.

“I wouldn’t dream of stopping. This will only end with you exploding all around me.”

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