Page 85 of Reckless Bonds

But Sunder holds me steady with a firm arm across my hips.

The dam breaks. The tension releases, as an orgasm pulses through me, radiating outward from my core. As I crest the peak of my pleasure, he slows his tongue until it’s almost motionless but pressed firmly against me while his fingers continue their slow dance within.

The orgasm washes through me, wave after wave, but it doesn’t stop. It feels like magic somehow. I scream in ecstasy and disbelief as the intensity slowly subsides over the next few minutes.

Violent shudders echo through my body. My toes go numb as Sunder slowly withdraws his fingers. He crawls up beside me and lies on top of me, holding me close.

“That was amazing,” I say, breathlessly. “I’ve never had an orgasm like that before. It just… kept going…”

“It’s not over yet,” he replies, kissing me deeply as he positions himself on top of me, aligning his arousal with my entrance. I feel him there, rigid and firm, and ache to be filled.

“Oh god,” I moan as he slides inside me. “Yes!”

He moves slowly, filling and stretching me. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer. I can feel his heart pounding against my chest as he continues to push himself deeper within me.

When he’s firmly buried inside of me, we stay like that for a few minutes, enjoying each other’s bodies. Finally, he moves again as he takes my arms and pins them over my head with one hand. I love slowly feeling every inch of him slide in and out of me, the ridges of his hard cock so prominently plunging into me, massaging my deepest, hidden parts.

He holds his breath, then lets it out in a half groan as he thrusts a little faster. I writhe in pleasure beneath him as he forces my body to open and accept him, pinning my body down with his hard cock.

“I’m gonna come soon,” he warns me.

“God, yes! Do it!” I beg him.

His cock swells and throbs inside of me, sending me over the edge. Another orgasm crashes through me, causing me to cry out loudly. I arch my back beneath him, unable to control myself.

He grunts and moans as he slams his cock deep inside of me, burying himself all the way to the hilt. Moving pressure in his shaft tells me his seed is churning within him, ready to burst forth. Again, he slams his full length into my core.

I have an absurd thought.

I want to be filled with him.

The vision of his seed pouring into me, hot and thick, makes me moan again. I can feel my inner walls flutter, begging him to do it. Undulating as if to milk the seed from him.

I arch back, trying to pull as much of him into myself as I can. He grunts, his cock swelling impossibly larger, and I feel another orgasm ripple across my belly.

For a second, I feel breathless. The air around me feels crisp and bright, like it’s turned into light.

Time freezes. There’s a moment where I feel like Sunder and I are not separate at all, but together.

Eternally.

Then the hot liquid splashes against my insides as he releases his essence deep within me, marking me as his mate once again.

Last time, I could have sworn that I felt something in my chest.

This time, I know I do. On top of my mind-bending orgasm, something new courses through my veins, spreading throughout my body.

A warmth, a passion, a lightning bolt.

Our bodies are one as we come together. I continue to slowly grind my hips, making sure to get every drop of him. Sunder’s body collapses on top of me as if I’ve milked all the life force from him, panting and breathless.

I moan loudly, wanting more. My well of Chroma deepens and pulses through me, but all I see is red as my eyes roll into the back of my head. Another orgasm strikes me out of nowhere. Sunder’s softening cock slowly slides out of me, as he pulls back to look into my eyes, a bit confused.

His seed spills out onto my thighs and the bedsheets, sending me further into a cum-thirsty mania. I need more. My third orgasm subsides quickly, the intensity lessened by the lack of stimulus.

“Oh fuck. I need more. Please fuck me,” I beg him.

Logically, I know he can’t, but I don’t understand what’s happening to me. My body’s instinct takes over as I writhe in pleasure, unable to stop. Grinding and moving my hips, I reach down to feel the soaking wet, incredibly sexy mess he’s made of me. Our juices mix into a slick, viscous concoction that I need to bathe in.

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