Page 35 of Wishing Upon a Monster
Aurora
Iwoke the next morning thinking I must have done a good deed. My pillow was cool, and I was the perfect combination of cold and cuddly under my fluffy blankets. I burrowed further under the covers, my hand sliding across the softest skin.
I woke then, realizing that my refreshing and comfortable pillow was not patterned with little flying dicks, my current sheet set, but was onyx and breathing lightly. I can't explain how I knew instantly he was naked and so was I. Maybe it was the cool arm currently cradling my butt cheek, pushing me up against an equally chilled side.
“Selfishly,” Olan rasped, “when you asked me to sleep with you, I opted for the larger bed. Forgive me,min skat, I realize I have taken advantage.”
I snorted into his side, shaking my head a little. “A likely story, sir. You just wanted an excuse to get me naked in your bed.”
The whinging wheeze made me smile as I shimmied closerto his face, climbing a bit higher and plopping my breasts on his chest.
He let them be free; he deals with the consequences.
His hand smoothed up my back as I leaned down, looking at his face.
I felt a strange tumble in my chest, a throb of my heart, a dropping of my stomach as I fell, realizing that he made it easy. He waslovable,and maybe...
My eyelashes fluttered shut as I leaned in and kissed him. He let me have my way, gentle swipes of my lips against his, a soft caress when our tongues met. He pulled me closer. I threw a leg over his stomach, spreading myself wide and putting my clit into contact with his abs.
He moaned, and I felt a tender mental tap to be let in. I opened my mind to him, let him feel my desire, my fledgling feelings, my need to get closer, to join. I wanted more than I had ever gotten from him, and my soul asked him if he could deliver.
I felt from him an answer, a depth of stability I hungered for, a solid foundation to build something more with him, and the blazing lust to create a family... a verylargefamily.
“When were you going to tell me that we could feel each other’s emotions?”I asked, enjoying the slick friction of his muscles.
“About the time you were going to tell me that you were falling in love with me, I think,”he teased, sliding his hands up my sides.
I blushed, leaning down and kissing him deeply.
“So, there are no more secrets now? No surprises?”I moaned as his hands cupped my breasts and gave them a firm squeeze.
“No, there will be plenty of surprises in store for us,min elskede.”His hands slid down to my ass, pulling the cheeks apart and then pushing me down against him, helping megrind.“Let me bestow the first upon you. I wish to pump this pretty pussy full of my come. But I have learned that will not be possible without some divine intervention.”
He tugged me down along his stomach until the tip of his thick cock speared my folds. The coolness of his flesh against my fevered clit was the most dangerous sensation. I gasped, working my hips greedily along his thick shaft.
“What do you suggest?”I thought, feeling that tell-tale tingle.
“I wish to be able to fit perfectly within you, do you consent?”His palm skimmed my stomach.
“I do,”I moaned, feeling his power rushing over me, into me, filling me.
I came, gushing all over his cock, the orgasm swift but not enough.
“More,”I demanded, leaning forward and biting his nipple.
He hissed, spreading me wide before filling me with his cock. It was a tight and glorious fit, the girth of him giving me the stretch I craved but never voiced, a bit of pain and a lot of pleasure as he rhythmically plunged in and out of my slick channel.
“I will fill you to bulging. Your womb will be overflowing with my seed, and I will fuck every last drop of my spend into your pussy until you cannot hold an ounce more.”His filthy words sounded caressing in my mind.
I pushed myself up, overtaken by the need to have him fully seated inside me, pelvis to pelvis. His cock was so deep inside that it touched the entrance of my womb. I moaned, rocking and swiveling my hips. I felt his shadows twirling, pinching, buzzing along my clit, tugging around my nipples. Roll after roll, I ground against his shadows, his cock plunging into my core, my pleasure twining with his as the sensation built until I crested. I came hard on a shout.
Like that was a signal, he flipped us, pushing thighs wide, his shaft achingly hard. The obscene sounds of my pussy as he slammed his cock inside me wound my desire higher. My previous orgasm was not allowed to end. His shadows moved, stretching inside my channel, wrapping around his dick, giving it a texture that drove me wild. My loss of control at his worship snapped something within him––his emotions went feral as he tilted me, the new angle hitting my g-spot with each penetrating thrust. We shattered together, my walls flexing around him, milking his cock, sucking him in deeper, greedy for his release.
Olan pulled out, kissing me ravenously as his fingers scooped his come back into my pussy.
“Min elskede,”he thought tenderly, kissing under my jaw, down my throat.“I did not hurt you?”
“You know you did not. I have not been so thoroughly fucked in my entire life,”I traced nonsense patterns down his arms.
