Page 13 of Unholy Nights

With my words hanging in the air around us, I finally let myself touch, running my hands over the soft swell of herbreasts, the curve of her hips. She's still asleep, but her body responds to me instinctively, arching into my touch like a flower seeking the sun.

"That's it," I murmur, leaning down to brush my lips against her throat.

She moans softly as my teeth graze her skin, a sound that goes straight to my cock. Fuck, I need to be inside her. Need to feel her tight, virginal cunt wrapped around me. It's an obsession, a craving that's consumed me for two years, and now, finally, it's within reach.

"You'll never belong to anyone else. Not in this life, not in the next. You're mine until the stars burn out." It's a promise, an oath, and a curse all in one, whispered in the dead of night. The only witness is the dark.

I slide off the bed, standing to strip away my joggers and my boxers, the only items of clothing I’m wearing, and then grab the lube again. I'm getting high, a euphoric burst of pleasure that's spreading through every artery and vein in my body, knowing what's coming. Knowing that I’ll have to prepare her to take my dick, that she'll have to stretch to fit me, that it'll be me and me alone that experiences the raw ecstasy of her body from now until the end of time.

Her body is soft and relaxed as I climb back onto the bed, not stopping until I'm between her thighs, a position I’ve dreamed about more times than I can count. The moonlight casts an ethereal glow across her skin, and for a moment, I can't help but marvel at the sheer beauty of her. She's an angel fallen into the hands of a demon, and I'm about to drag her down into the depths of my hell with me.

I think she'll like it here.

I run my hands along the outside of her thighs, and she lets out a little whimper as my cock leaks all over the fucking place. It knows what it’s here to do.

Fuck. Claim.Impregnate.

Her legs spread wider, and I settle in the gap, nudging them open a little more. This is where I belong. This is home.

"Fuck," I groan, running my hand up her thigh again. The silky smoothness of her skin is so soft and unblemished my mouth waters with the urge to bite. Her nightdress is tangled around her waist, and I can just make out the delicate lace of her panties in the silvery light from the window.

Her hips shift, pushing up toward me, and I swallow down another groan. I'm sure she's had dreams like this before. Dreams of me, taking her, owning her, claiming her. I bet she's woken up wet, needy, and aching and didn't know what was happening.

Madeline never taught Emerald about sex or the things her body was made to do. My stepdaughter is untouched in every way.

Since I became aware of her a year and a half ago, I've made sure it stayed that way. I’ve guarded her innocence since the night I saw her on that balcony at some bullshit charity gala. No one has come near her. No one has gotten the opportunity to taint her with their filthy, greedy hands. I've kept her pure and innocent, a blank canvas ready to be painted with my desires.

I run a finger along the lace of her underwear, tracing the outline of her sweet little cunt through the fabric. With my thumb, I flip open the cap on the bottle of lube and pour a little on my fingertips. I gently ease her underwear to the side and run the tips of my fingers along her smooth slit, taking my time to spread the slippery fluid around. Her body shifts when I brush my fingers against her clit, stroking it soft and slow. Tracing circles around it. I could play with her like this for hours, but the ache in my balls is too great. If I'm not careful, my overwhelming need to come inside of her will make me rush and I want to take my time. Savor every second of acquiring her innocence.

When this is done, no one will be able to take this experience from me.

I continue to stroke her pussy, gently teasing her clit, while I tear my eyes away from the show in favor of another sense—taste. The overwhelming need to know what she feels like on my tongue has me dipping my head before I even make the decision to do it. I'm dragging my tongue up her cunt and circling her clit once before pulling back. There's the taste of lube, but underneath it is pure, unfiltered Emerald. The groan that tears out of me can't be helped. She's so fucking perfect. Like sweetness and innocence. Sin and corruption. Everything I could ever need. Ever want.

I want to obliterate every part of her that hasn’t known my touch. Make her come on my tongue until she has to beg me to stop and I'm drunk on her.

But not tonight.

Tonight is about something bigger, something better, something far more permanent.

I slide a finger into her, watching as her tight little hole stretches to make room for me in her body. The lube helps me ease my way in and then out, a slow, easy slide as I bend to flick my tongue against her clit again. Emerald's eyebrows scrunch in her sleep and her nipples peak underneath her nightie.

While my finger slides in and out of her, I reach up and tug down the top of her dress, needing to see her tits more than I need my next heartbeat. They're fucking perfect. Pale and smooth, the kind of tits that could drive me to madness. Her nipples are the perfect shade of pink, delicate and pretty, like every other part of her. They're made for my mouth, my teeth, my hands. Made to be sucked on, to be played with... to feed our children.

They'll never know anything other than me.

She's sleeping, but her body is responding to my touch, arching into me, seeking more. Her mouth parts as her breathing gets faster. Her body flushes pink from her cheeks all the way to those rosy pink nipples and her cunt tightens around my finger. I add a second one as my balls ache and tighten, pulling close to my body. If I'm not careful, I'll come before I'm ready and waste everything I've been saving up for her for the past few days.

I want to give my swimmers the best chance to do their job.

I wrap my other hand around the base of my shaft, squeezing and clenching my teeth together to keep from coming. Deep breaths aren't helping as every inhale is laced with Emerald. I'm drowning in her scent and I fucking love it.

I revel in it.

I want her coated on my skin and I never want to wash her off.

I need to be inside of her.

My fingers slide free, and I move closer, pulling her legs further open to make room for me. I wrap my sticky fingers around her panties, pulling them to the side to keep them away. With my cock in my other hand, I rub the head along her opening. Fuck, she's already so warm and slippery. I breathe out through my nose and grit my teeth. The pre-cum leaking from my tip mixes with the wetness from the lube and her own arousal.

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