Page 57 of Creatures in the Night

“I’m here, baby,” I assured her as she clamped down on my fingers.

Shea kept her eyes closed as her hips began to move, already reaching for the euphoria that only I was ever going to be able to provide for her. I let out a groan of my own as she dropped her knees open for me, spreading herself wider, making sure that I had plenty of room to finger fuck her. In fact, with that invitation, I slid a third finger inside her, causing a whimper to escape her perfect lips.

“Noah…please…”

“What do you need, lass?” I coaxed. “Do you need to cum? Do you need a fourth finger? Or do you need my cock?”

“Don’t stop…” she panted. “Just…don’t stop…”

“Such a good girl,” I praised. “Even when your pussy is sore, you still beg for it.”

Her fingers tightened around my forearm as her breathing picked up, her hips really reaching for that kaleidoscope of pleasure that you could only get from sex. My wife was using my hand to get herself off, and it was the next best thing to watching her use her own hand, something that I wanted to see from her soon. Though she was good about letting me do whatever I wanted to her, she still didn’t trust me enough to show me just what kind of dirty slut she could be.

“Cum for me, baby,” I ordered. “Give me something to lick off my fingers.”

“More…” she demanded. “Just a little bit more.”

Sliding my fingers as deeply inside her as I could, I curled them upwards to manipulate that sweet spot that I was addicted to, and within seconds, my lovely wife was cumming for me, my name a beautiful symphony on her lips.

With her tight cunt still pulsing around my three digits, my thumb reached upward to play with her clit, and that’s when she finally opened her eyes. “Noah...”

“Cum for me again, baby,” I told her. “Give me a mess that I can clean with my tongue.”

Shea’s eyes rolled back before they closed again, and when her hands let go of my arm, it was to grab a fistful of the sheets, her body arching in pleasure, her tits making my mouth water. My dick was also hard as fuck from just the lewdness of having my hand inside her panties, fingering her. There was nothing else quite like playing with a woman’s body that did something for a man. At least, that’s how I felt whenever I touched my wife; I liked driving her crazy as I made her wait for my cock.

As soon as Shea was done cumming for me a second time, I pulled my fingers from her cunt, taking her panties with me. Though I was still fully dressed, that didn’t stop me from climbing on the bed, then placing my face between her thighs. My wife was a gorgeously soaked mess, and I was her servant. I was here to lick her all clean, only to dirty her up again with my cum.

With the first swipe of my tongue, Shea’s body was arching again, and I had to wrap my hands around her thighs to keep her still. I knew that she was sensitive, but that was okay. I wouldn’t mind another eruption from her before I stuck my cock inside her tight pussy.

“Oh, God…” she mewled. “Noah…”

“That’s it, baby,” I whispered against her dripping hole. “Let me make you feel good.”

Shea’s hips began moving faster, making my fingers dig deeper into her flesh, my tongue working as fast as it could to lick her clean. I could spend hours down here and still never get enough, something that Shea was going to learn eventually. No matter how she felt about me, my feelings for her were as certain as my name and place in this world.

“Noah…” she choked out as she came for a third time. “Oh, God…”

As Shea let the pleasure take over, I scrambled off the bed to remove my clothes as quickly as possible. The entire time, my eyes never strayed from my wife’s twitching body, her chest heaving as she rode out her orgasm in stunning fashion before me.

Before she could come to her senses, I was back on the bed, my body covering hers. Bracing my weight on my left elbow, I pushed her top up, revealing her tits, the sight making me groan with need. Luckily, Shea was coherent enough to work with me, and within seconds, we both had her top off, and she was lying underneath me, completely naked.

“You’re fucking perfect, lass,” I told her, and I decided that I was no longer going to react to her not believing me. I was going to love her the only way that I knew how, and she was just going to have to deal with it. “You’re fucking perfect,” I repeated, my cock already sliding inside her.

Christ, if she’d only believe me.

Chapter 36

Shea~

I was such a goddamn hypocrite, but my pride didn’t seem to care when Noah’s body was covering mine like this. Lust did a great job of clouding my judgement, and it felt so good that I couldn’t even bring myself to put up a decent fight.

“Fuck, you feel like sin all wrapped up in a perfect package,” Noah grunted above me, finally sliding every thick inch deep inside me. “Your pussy was made for my cock, lass.”

I didn’t want to examine what I was feeling when Noah and I were like this, so I did the only thing that I could do; I held on for the ride. I wrapped my arms around his wide shoulders, then lifted my knees to give him more room for every thrust into my body. I welcomed everything that he wanted to do to me, and that’s what made me a hypocrite. As long as it was physical, I could handle whatever Noah wanted from me. However, it was when he opened his mouth that I was terrified of what he was capable of.

Staring down at me, Noah’s face was like gorgeous carved marble of masculinity, and jealousy reared its ugly head. Having not been a virgin myself when we’d entered this marriage, the feeling was misplaced, but all I could think about were all the blondes in his past, and the feeling hit me hard and unexpectedly. Normally, I was too out of my mind with pleasure to think about anything else when we were like this, but for whatever reason, that wasn’t the case right now.

“Stop,” I rushed out, my hands now pushing at his chest, instead of holding him closer.

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