Page 6 of Captured
His hand travels across my stomach, dangerously low, the tips of his fingers just brushing the outline of the soft cover of curls hiding my wet, greedy pussy. I’m panting heavily now and push my hips up.
I’m totally blinded by this powerful lust. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I know this isn’t right. This isn’t me. Something else is making me into this sex-crazed beast, something that has everything to do with the beautiful stranger and his glowing yellow eyes. But it doesn’t matter. I can’t stop moaning and lifting my hips like a bitch in heat anymore than I can stop breathing.
I need this. I need to come over and over. I need a cock inside me, pounding into my flesh until I scream in pain, pleasure, and surrender. I’m not a human woman anymore. I’m not even a person. I’m just a lump of flesh yearning for pleasure.
I lock gazes with the stranger and the glint in his eyes tells me everything I feared. He knows what’s happening to me. He knows it, and he likes it.
His mouth lowers above my naked, exposed body and I shiver there, on this narrow medical cot. Then his lips close around my painfully erect nipple. I moan, the sound vivid and full of weakness in the small, enclosed space.
He growls softly, then sucks on my tiny bundle of flesh, hard. The sensations shoot through my body and my clit pulses like a drum. I need him to touch me there.
His fingers move on the skin of my hips, caressing the soft, vulnerable flesh but staying clear of the cover of curls below. It’s a torture, the teasing making me bite down inside my cheek as I move helplessly on the table. The stranger growls again, the sound forbidding and full of authority. I don’t need a translation to understand he doesn’t want me to move. He’s leading this encounter and he wants me to know it.
So, I don’t. The very idea of him not touching me is threat enough.
The stranger continues to suck on my nipple, moving to my other breast only when my moaning turns into a whine. All the while, his wicked fingers move up and down the inside of my thighs. Getting closer to my burning need.
When he finally touches me, a current of electricity spreads underneath my skin and I nearly shatter right there, but he pulls his fingers away. I cry out in frustration, but keep mindful to stay put.
If I move, he might stop touching me.
The stranger moves, coming to stand between my parted knees. He’s regal there, tall and sculpted, the image of male beauty and strength. The bulge at his crotch is even bigger, and I just know his cock is magnificent and big. The idea of him fucking me sends my core into a frenzy and more wetness spreads, fragrant and slick, covering my pussy. I want him to fuck me so bad, I would do anything he wants.
Then he bends, bracing his hands inside my thighs, his yellow eyes just above my sex. He stares at my pussy like it’s a feast, hunger so plain on his face I wonder how I don’t just shatter and die. He inhales deeply, his hands trailing down and down, parting my wet lips. His breath fans my pussy and my clit pulses like it’s on fire.
Then he licks me. His tongue slides from my quivering hole all the way to my clit and he flicks it once. Then he pulls back, his lips smacking together as he tastes my essence. He growls in approval, and I push my head against the mattress, unable to hold on anymore.
He licks me again, his tongue raspy and wide, totally unlike any human tongue. The pleasure mounts as my entire body begins to quiver. This is more pleasure than I have ever felt, more sensations overwhelming my senses than I ever thought possible. The stranger brings his wicked, strong finger and pushes it inside my walls. The pleasure rises, the climax just out of my reach.
I can’t help it this time and my hips start rocking, increasing the sensations. The stranger’s mouth descends onto my pussy again, licking and sliding up and down. Teasing my clit as the climax approaches. I can feel its power, building up inside my nerve endings. I’m not even sure I’ll survive it, but it doesn’t matter. There’s no going back now.
Then he sucks on my tiny nub, hard.
I scream mindlessly as the orgasm explodes, rolling over me with the merciless power of an earthquake. As soon as it ends, another one takes its place, emptying me of anything else that isn’t pure bliss.
Somewhere along that time, the stranger starts fucking me. I don’t even see him begin, but as his large cock slides into me, the orgasm changes. Becomes deeper, the pleasure rippling across my insides.
His lips are pursed, exposing his fangs as he holds my knees. He’s not gentle. He pounds into me like a savage, his cock impossibly hard, his balls hitting my ass as he fucks me thoroughly. I can feel him growing inside me, his cock moving unlike anything I’ve ever had.
Then again, I’ve never fucked a man that wasn’t human.
Then he flips his head up and roars, the sound so powerful it hurts my ears. His seed spills into me, hot, scorching. Another cascade of orgasms roll into me as the stranger pushes into me one final time.
My eyes shut closed as the sensations wipe out what remains of my strength. Darkness swallows me, and the last thing I feel is the stranger’s hands on my body as his cock slips out of me.
