Page 40 of Lost Paradise

Yesterday, my gaze avoided focusing on her body at the lagoon, but now I’ve been given that right to her body and own it. I take along gaze at those two chunky globes staring straight at me, daring me to smack them.

Slap. They're firm, not like jello, but as I grab one to soothe the skin, it’s so soft and juicy.

“You are so gorgeous,” I sigh heavily.

“Slap me again. Harder this time,” she says, and so I do.

“You like that?”

“Yes. But I want you to show me how you want to fuck me.” She raises her arse at me.

“Have you ever had a finger in your bum?”

She giggles, “When you say it like that, it sounds dirty.”

I reach out and move her onto the slanted position. I want her on her knees, and her arse cheeks open like a bud as I observe her pretty puckered hole. I hover down and dig my tongue into her as my hand curves under her, and my finger reaches for her clit. She jerks from excitement as I probe her open and wet her honey hole.

The more I stimulate her clit, the more her hole opens up and accepts my tongue. She’s getting more aroused by the second, and just before she comes, I move my face away and replace my tongue with a finger. I watch it slowly disappear inside her, and I swear I’m going to come seeing her take me like this.

Eve is a willing participant and wants me to teach her everything I know. I’m eager to show her the world, and when I dare try a second finger, she hisses but takes me as I gently stretch her. Because one day, my fat cock will claim this beautiful, plump arse of hers.

She starts whimpering, and I feel her channel squeeze my finger tight. So fucking tight. Her body quakes, her muscles convulse over my fingers, and she bucks as she rides out her release.

“I want more, godammit,” she cries out, and I remove my hands from her, slide her juices all over my cock. I lean down and slide my tongue across her hole to catch more of her taste before moving over her and grabbing her hips to plant them where I need her to be.

“Are you sure you want to do this? Because once I’m inside you, you’re officially mine,” I state.

“I’m yours, goddamit. I need you to fuck and claim me.”

I kiss the back of her neck, and with one strong thrust, my pulsating dick enters her core. I grab her hair together in a bunch and pull her head back as I ride her, thrusting and grinding my pelvis against her, taking her in such a primitive way. I pump my cock, and she presses her arse against me, taking everythingI give her.

“Oh God, this feels so good. Ride me hard, my alpha,” she screams, and I keep hold of her hair and watch my dick slide in and disappear inside those tight walls.

It feels amazing. I let go of her hair and pull out of her as I grab her hips and flip her over. I raise her leg and toss it on my shoulder as I slam back inside her.

“When I come, I want to see you, and you see me. This is it, Eve. Us. Mine.”

I brush my hands over her sweaty face sweeping her light blonde hair aside. She’s so stunningly beautiful, and I keep driving my knob up into her and groan like a beast from her perfect tightness.

“God, Eve, you are gorgeous,” I growl, and she smiles at me.

Eve gives up trying to hold back, and she cries out for me, the sound of her pleasure filling the air while my cock throbs with need the deeper I go. She clenches her walls around me, pulling me in deeper, and rakes her nails down my back, marking me, claiming me, just as I take her. Suddenly I grunt and then roar hard as I release myself inside her, my cock throbbing as I fill her with my seed. Every muscle in my body goes from tight and taut to slack. But my knob still pulses, making the last part of my pleasure even more incredible.

Letting her leg down gently, I stretch my neck and rain a ton of kisses over her neck and face, causing her to giggle. She has such a magnificent voice.

Pulling out of her, I roll to the side, wrapping my arms around her. I bring her with me. It’s become dark around us, and the sounds of the evening come to life. I suddenly realize we’ve become one with the exotic island, adapting to our primal instincts.

I kiss her head with that thought.

“We should make our way to camp,” I whisper, not wanting to break what I have with her.

She sighs at my statement.

“I’m reluctant to share you with the others and would love to keep you just a little longer,” I admit.

She doesn’t respond. Instead, she nestles herself even closer and kisses my chest.

“Tell me your name,” she says softly.

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