Page 32 of Healer
Hakkar’s touch lingered for only a moment as his fingers trailed higher, closer to the sensitive skin between my thighs. His golden eyes locked onto mine and I clung to his strong shoulders, nodding frantically as my body yearned for more.
“Please Hakkar, please?”
My entire being coiled with an intense longing, blood rushing fervently through my veins. As his skilled fingers delicately spread apart my folds, gently exploring my innermost depths, a soft cry escaped my lips. Each movement of his fingers sent electric shocks through my body, igniting a fire that spread rapidly. My hips involuntarily rose to meet his touch, craving the pleasure.
Hakkar groaned in delight as he felt the slickness between my thighs, his fingers easily sliding and exploring. My body clenched around him, as he found a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure rippling through me. I felt his focus—every touch and movement calculated to drive me wild. He read my body like a book, making me gasp and moan with each novel sensation.
As he pressed his fingers deeper, the heel of his hand ground against my sensitive clit and I couldn’t help but let out a breathless squeak of pleasure.
“Does this feel good, my Aggie?” Hakkar’s voice was low and tight as he repeated the same movement. When I wriggled and made another noise, he growled in satisfaction, his dark eyes filling with hunger and dominance. “Answer me. Do you enjoy when I touch you like this?”
His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I nodded eagerly. “Yes. Please... don’t stop.”
His defined, chiseled body loomed over mine, casting a shadow that seemed to engulf my entire being. As his fingers moved in and out, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through my body, I imagined it was his throbbing cock inside me, filling me with ecstasy.
“So good, it’s so good,” I whispered, my voice barely above a breath. My body was alight with desire, craving his touch more than anything else in the world. “I want...”
“I know,” he promised, his voice a deep rasp that sent shivers down my spine. Without hesitation, he plunged his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch as if he was trying to consume me entirely.
The mounting pleasure within me reached a crescendo, threatening to consume my entire being, as his kisses became more urgent, and his thumb expertly rubbed my swollen clit while his skilled fingers curled inside me. My body quivered and spasmed, my back arching as I released a guttural cry against his lips. It was too good, too intense and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“That’s it. Let go, come for me.” He rasped against my lips, his voice thick with desire.
A whirlwind of sensations overtook me, leaving me dizzy and overwhelmed. My fingers dug into the muscles of his biceps as my hips bucked uncontrollably against his skilled touch. Waves of arousal flooded over me, causing me to come harder than I ever had in my life. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire, igniting with bliss and releasing all inhibitions.
Hakkar’s breath rasped like sandpaper as he watched me, his eyes drinking in every movement and detail. “You look breathtaking when you do that,” he murmured, the roughness of his voice sending shivers down my spine.
The way he looked at me made me feel like I was the only woman in the universe. I couldn’t help but feel beautiful and wanted under his intense gaze.
Every muscle in his body was taut and strained, like a tightly wound rubber band on the brink of snapping. I watched the struggle in his beautiful golden eyes as he fought to hold himself back from the edge of his own orgasm. Beads of sweatglistened on his forehead and his ragged breath matched my own.
My body felt aflame with heat, a searing sensation that coursed through my veins, and only intensified as Hakkar slowly withdrew his fingers from my trembling core. With a seductive smirk, he brought them to his lips and savored the taste of my desire, in a move so sexy I felt the heat rise within me despite just experiencing the best orgasm of my life.
My body arched against him, desperate for his touch again. I traced my hands down his back, feeling the taut muscles rippling under my fingertips. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close as I moaned with renewed need. All that mattered in this moment was Hakkar and my insatiable need for him to claim me.
A small whimper escaped my lips as he slowly pulled away, but in the next moment, I felt the swollen tip of his cock press firmly against the sensitive flesh between my legs. He leaned over me, his muscular hands gently caressing my breasts as his warm lips grazed the delicate skin of my ear. The mix of pleasure and anticipation sent shivers down my spine, and I arched against him, begging for more.
“Do you want this Aggie?” His voice was strained, almost unrecognizable, and dripping with desperation. “Do you want me?”
I felt his arms tremble as I clung to his shoulders, my own body aching for him. “Yes, oh please, yes. Please Hakkar,” I whimpered, my need for him overwhelming any sense of pride or restraint. “I want you so much.”
An animalistic groan tore from his lips, a guttural sound that caught me off guard and sent shivers down my spine. His hands pressed into my hips, pulling me closer as he dropped his lips to my breasts, teasing and suckling. Every inch of my bodyfelt alive and responsive to his every move, and I knew no other man would ever make me feel like Hakkar could.
I felt my inner walls pulse and stretch as he entered me. It wasn’t painful, despite Hakkar being double the size of any man I’d ever seen. I wanted him that much. With a few shallow thrusts, he slowly worked his way inside, building up the anticipation and making me nearly insane with need. Then, with one powerful motion, he drove his hips forward, burying himself deep inside my body. Our voices merged into one as we cried out in pleasure, lost to the intense connection between us.
Hakkar began moving, deliberately and slowly, each thrust sending a surge of electricity through my body. As his lips brushed against my ear, I shivered with pleasure and focused on the sensations racing through me. The warmth of his breath, the gentle pressure of his teeth nibbling at my skin, and the thick, unyielding length of his cock moving in perfect rhythm within me.
His fingers danced over my sensitive nipples, eliciting a soft gasp from my lips with each touch. With his every withdrawal, I felt my body spasm, begging for his return. My entire being pulsed and throbbed, desperate for release. Suddenly, he stilled, causing me to release a surprised squeak at the interruption.
“Look at me,” Hakkar commanded, his voice low and rough. “I want to see your face. I want to watch you fall apart in my arms.”
His intense golden gaze locked with mine as he resumed thrusting, each movement sending tingles of pleasure through my body.
“Aggie,” he moaned my name like a prayer. His pace quickened and I felt him building towards climax.
A surge of pleasure coursed through me as his rock-hard cock touched the deepest depth of my being. Each ridge and veinof his shaft ignited a fire, building with each thrust until my body erupted with a powerful orgasm that crashed over me like a tidal wave made of flame. The sensation was electric, filling every inch of me with a pulsating euphoria that left me breathless and trembling in his arms.
With a loud roar, Hakkar found his own pleasure. Hot streams of his essence coated my inner walls with heat and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, holding him tightly as he shuddered with release.
