Taming an Angel

by Kathleen Lash

  “You won’t be laughing in ten seconds,” she said, trying to get out of the hug he gave.

  She fell to dead weight and almost got free. She moved so fast he barely managed to catch hold of her before she punched his eye. He actually placed effort into the struggle that followed. Eventually, he got her arms pinned to her sides. Her feet were another matter and when she tried using one to kick, he sidestepped and lost his balance.

  Turning to hold her in front when they landed, he took the brunt of the impact.

  She screamed in fury, “Tiernan, let go!”

  “Nay. My ass hurts and I’ll not risk a blackened eye. I’ll let you go when you settle that red hot temper of yours.” Ach, how would he know the words would incite rather than calm her! “You little demon!”

  As she twisted, shiny light hair fell across his face, which left a slender neck exposed. He thought to do some attacking of his own and opened his mouth against her neck just below an ear. She stilled quickly and held a breath. Fear seemed to keep her motionless as he kissed and gently sucked her flesh. A rush of tension coursed through her before leaving as suddenly as it came.

  With her atop him panting, he did some panting too. She wiggled around. The movement wouldn’t get her free but it sure as hell had an effect on him. “Damn, Jess, have a care where your hipbone is grinding!”

  She instantly calmed. “Did I hurt you?”

  “Aye,” he groaned, doing his best to sound wounded. For someone intent on bringing him pain, she seemed concerned when he complained. He loosened his hug because she moved differently. He decided to give her a chance to show some sanity.

  Small hands framed his face as her breath rushed over his mouth. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened.”

  The frantic apology didn’t sit well. She really thought she hurt him!

  “It’s not too bad,” he said, smiling, hoping she’d realize he wasn’t damaged.

  “Where? Tell me.”

  He coughed when her hip pushed against his cock. The wrestling woke something in him other than anger. It was displayed against the tight-fitting, dark blue Gov pants.

  She slid from him and checked for damage. He couldn’t help smile as she tried to find what hurt.

  “Where, Tiernan!”

  His head came up to look down his body. Her gaze followed his until she saw the problem. He still grinned like a short-wit but watched closely for her fury to return. He expected it once she saw the state of his cock.

  “Damn! I didn’t mean to,” she said, placing her hands at the waist of his pants.

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  Whether she took a liking to his cock and didn’t want to damage it, or if she truly feared hurting him—it didn’t matter. His stupid smile left as she hurried to get his pants undone and inspect what lay within. He opened his mouth to put an end to the charade but she’d found his cock with both her hands. Nothing came out of him but a groan.

  “Really, I’m sorry.”

  “Jess.” He tried making the rest of the words come together. He couldn’t speak because he choked on his own drool.

  “What can I do, Tiernan?” She rubbed him gently between her hands, kneading his sac and cock carefully. “I was warned how sensitive a man is here. I wanted to bruise your face not maim you.”

  “Oh damn, sweet,” he said, expanding more in her hands before huffing. “Not hurt—not damaged.”

  “You’re all right?”

  “Aye.”

  “Nothing broken?”

  “Nay.”

  He was in heaven though and rested his head back because of the sudden weakness. Light wee kisses spread over him and he enjoyed each one until she licked the length of his cock. Shit, he didn’t deserve her tongue like that. She tried making amends for something she hadn’t done.

  “Jess, don’t. Ach!” he roared, when she sucked him inside her wet, hot mouth.

  He weakened and took a minute to savor the experience. As soon as the stars left his vision, he made things right. He sat up, reached around her and unfastened her pants. Like a man possessed, he stripped them down to her knees as she knelt beside him. No blood pumped to his brain, so he lay back down. In his next clear moment, he stuck two fingers in his mouth, wet them, and pushed between her legs. He needed to be in her and ready or not, he’d get there.

  She spread for him as best as she could. When he touched her pussy, he found her wet and ready. Carefully, he pushed into her until his fingers became buried deep in wet, scented heat. Damn, I want to make her feel as good as her mouth makes me feel. He tried easing his fingers out but she countered his move and brought her hips back. She took him right back to the hilt. Her legs trembled. He held still whilst she ground her hot, wee pussy against his fist.

  The only reason he didn’t flood her mouth with seed was because she kept gripping his fingers, trying to come. No matter how she moved or thrust against him, she didn’t go over and after a time, her climax became of more import than his. He wanted to help her and ease the torment but the whining sounds coming from her had an odd effect. It wasn’t fair she felt such misery but God, the vibration felt fine against his cock. Still, he 91

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  held on, hoping she’d find the stroking needed to make her climax. She grew crazed, needing it more and then more.

  They focked endlessly with neither of them getting off. The stimulation without release was hurting both of them and he likely couldn’t stand much more. Kicking out of his boots, he pulled his fingers from her warmth and brought her to his chest. Her cheeks were dry but she sobbed. Holding her tight with one arm, he managed to get his damn pants off.

  With the lower half of his body free, he held her tight and stood. He placed her on her feet, turned her away and eased her down so the upper half of her body stretched out against the table. She whimpered and he bent, shoving her pants down to her ankles. There wasn’t time for particulars then. He meant to make her come and hoped changing penetration would do it. Damn, but I’ll make it happen this time, hon.

  With his legs apart, he bent his knees and came in behind her. “Easy, sweet. You liked me coming at you from behind. Let’s see where this type of focking takes you.

  Aye, that’s it. Push against me.”

  Her legs could barely separate but it’d be enough. Once positioned, he opened her from behind and slid in. Her plump ass checks were tempting and when his cock sunk in far enough to go it alone, he filled his hands with flesh. He did love a gal’s ass. He prayed he wouldn’t come too fast this time but the odds were against him. All her slick heat sucking on his cock with the sight of her ass would be hard not to react to.

  On and on they focked without reward. He knew she wanted to quit, which made him all the more determined to see things through. She remained wet and he’d find a way to make her come. The intense scent of her came up as she wet his balls from them slapping against her.

  Finally, her pussy gripped tighter and he felt a spasm. “Aye—aye, come for me.

  Come for me!”

  “God!” she cried out, another and then another contraction pulled at him.

  “Let it happen.”

  He held her ass cheeks firmly and spread them to really get at her. When he did, she started to climax but the spasms remained random. So involved in keeping the exact pressure and thrusting to finish her, he’d not paid attention to what else he’d done. His thumb rubbed and pressed until he’d opened her ass. She grew wild beneath him, bucking and humping in a flurry of crazed motions. Trays of food rattled and one toppled to the floor. The lid from the other shifted from the plate.

  “Shane! Oh, Shane!”

  A wee cup of bread spread caught his attention and a plan formed. Reaching over, he stuck a finger in the greasy substance, separated her cheeks and buttered her tight entrance.

  Her palms smacked the table as she came up on forearms. “No!”

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  “Aye, sweet, you nee
d it.” He poked a bit inside and she started rocking against him harder. “That’s it now. Let me get at it.”

  “Oh! Ugh!”

  As he slipped his thumb in, at last she started shuddering and clasping his cock with firm, gripping, rhythmic pressures.

  “Pour it out, hon, all over me. Mmm, you feel so focking good.” And she did. He’d not felt anything so tight and intense since he’d last been in her mouth. “Broughen—so broughen!”

  He got a wee bit rough with her ass but couldn’t help it. One last thrust into her pussy and he burst in her, nice and deep, yelling out because it felt so incredible. “Aye!

  Don’t you stop! Come hard as I fill you.”

  Wave after rolling wave of intense pleasure swept over him as his cock jerked and thrust inside. His chest swelled with pride at having finally brought her off. He’d done for her what no man before had accomplished. Wholly possessive and downright overprotective feelings flooded his mind and heart.

  He’d never produced so much cum and never had it taken with such force. She gripped tightly until another burst creamed her insides. He could feel cum drip out as he thrust a few last times.

  Weak legs kept him standing when all he wanted was to lie down. He’d finished, but Jess hadn’t gotten nearly enough. She’d waited a lifetime for that particular reward and he’d make sure she got right sore from enjoying it. As he pulled out of her pussy, sticky white cum followed and ran down the insides of her legs. The sight and smell of their mingled sex made his cock involuntarily jerk.

  She moaned and carried on as if she’d die from the pleasure of what she felt. Her wildness transcended to him and made him contemplate things not common. Placing a foot on the center of the pants bunched at her ankles, he ordered, “Pull your feet free.”

  When she did, he said, “Now spread those legs wide.”

  Damn, what a sight! He’d done a fine job of filling her. He took the small cup of spread and hooked a large dab. When he put it against the tight entrance, she tensed. “I just came from there, sweet, and you need me. Reach back and spread your ass for me so I can get at you.”

  “Tiernan…” she said, starting to complain.

  “Do it now!” he demanded.

  To his surprise, she flattened out on her stomach and reached around. Her fingers grasped her cheeks and spread them wide. Smearing the glob around, he meticulously pushed, breaching the opening to get her nice and slippery. A few long, thick fingers would slake her need. She needed to be ready to take both.

  “Nay, don’t let go. I said to hold yourself open.”

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  twice the width had her up on tiptoes with the muscles in her legs quivering. When he got all the way in, her ass strained to close. She rocketed straight into another full-blown, uncontrolled climax. She thrashed so much he had to place a palm against the bottom of her spine to hold her on the table.

  He thought he’d given all he could but his cock didn’t go down. Focking her with his fingers made the rest of him stay hard. Watching his greasy fingers slide in and out made him think about a different form of penetration. Jess seemed up for it and before he could reason it out, he pulled his fingers from her ass and stepped up behind her spread legs.

  Grabbing the base of his cock, he rubbed the head around her opening, making sure to get it good and slick.

  “Shane?”

  “Aye,” he replied, concentrating on not ramming into the slightly opened spot all at once. He’d need to go slow.

  “No, please.”

  “Ah, sweet, if it starts to hurt for real, I’ll stop. Give me a try and see if you don’t like it.”

  Jessica tried wetting her lips but her mouth had gone dry from the quickened breaths and all the moaning. Coming down from the climax, she couldn’t believe there’d be anything left to experience. Oh God she’d been wrong, because as Shane worked himself inside her ass, waves of trembling excitement and shaky uncertainty coursed through her blood.

  “Oh!” she yelled.

  All motion ceased as he ever-so-gently grasped her hips. “My fault, hon. I hear you.

  I never meant to hurt you. Forgive me?”

  Every strained muscle in her body weakened as she lay panting against the table top. When he began to withdraw the small portion of his cock he’d gotten inside, she protested. “No, please.”

  “We’ll give it a minute and try again. Take your time now and rest.”

  Since she’d relaxed, the slight intrusion no longer hurt. In truth, it never hurt to begin with. Bad memories of prior experiences made her issue the protest. How the hell could something like this feel good?

  A spasm tightened her pussy and ass. “A bit more now, please,” she begged.

  “Give it a second or two and I’ll ease out. You’re too tense for me to—”

  “I want you. More.”

  The pressure of him pushing gently forced a sob from her throat. God, she wanted to take him deep.

  “I’ll stop,” he said.

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  “No!”

  “Nay, stop? Or nay, don’t stop?”

  She bent her knees slightly and took another full, solid inch of him. Something that had previously been a travesty of pain and agony suddenly became more than tolerable.

  “You sure?” he asked.

  Perspiration dampened her skin from excitement and lust. She released her ass cheeks and placed her palms on the table to gain leverage so she wouldn’t slide atop the wet, slick surface.

  “Take me.”

  “You’ll give it a try then?” he asked.

  “Take me!” Another inch stretched her open. “Yes, hurry.”

  “Take a breather, hon.”

  He’d best rush the process because constant, low orgasmic vibrations hummed deep inside, just waiting for her to tighten up. If that happened again, she’d explode into climax and he’d never gain another inch. If she managed to hold all of him when it happened, she’d wager the experience would at least compare to her first true climax.

  She couldn’t remember anything else in life feeling better.

  Purposely calming herself, she tried to remain still and relaxed as Shane slowly worked his cock inside.

  “Almost there, hon,” he said, massaging her ass cheeks, holding her open.

  When at last she’d taken him, she felt too full to breathe properly. He began sliding from her and she cried out. “Shane, please hold still!”

  He groaned and his fingers sank into her cheeks. He shifted and she felt the slight movement through every centimeter of her ass and pussy.

  “Ach!” He pressed against her and she tightened. “Jess!”

  He didn’t pull out but the pressure eased. Large hands grasped her hips as he pushed in firm against her ass a second time. The ensuing humping motion sent her headlong into gripping, spiraling waves of climax. Her hand balled into a fist before winding up in her mouth. She bit down so she wouldn’t scream from the pleasure.

  She recalled thrashing, crying out and feeling lightheaded as nothing made sense but the next moment of ecstasy. She soared and savored every exquisite throb of delight until he ground against her and came. As he did, endearing, deep sounds of repletion and immense satisfaction rumbled from him. She couldn’t stop the sounds slurring from her own mouth, mirroring those he made. No words or noises would ever be enough to relay the magnificence of the experience.

  It took a long time to drop down from the euphoric high. When she did, he eased out. He grasped her shoulders and gently pulled until she stood in front of him. He cuddled and rubbed and touched her while placing kisses along the side of her face.

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  placed her down and spread h
er legs. He stepped close, took her face between his palms and stroked her cheeks.

  She stared into his eyes, couldn’t look away because she’d never witnessed anything remotely similar to the penetrating gaze. He said very seriously, “I’d give my life for you.”

  An emotion surrounded him and the longer she studied it, the stronger it grew. She let go of her defenses and felt what he felt. The intense sentiment rose from his depths.

  She could sense its origin and was fascinated a being could feel something so extreme.

  Her heart ached and beat quickly as her blood stirred and rushed. She tilted her head, needing another angle from which to scrutinize him.

  A realization came to her and she spoke without forethought. “And I’d give my life for you.”

  She would. And if her heart were needed to keep his beating, she’d gladly hand it over. Tears gathered in her eyes and she hadn’t the slightest notion why the moisture bothered to surface. Perhaps it was his overwhelming, extremely gentle presence.

  “You’re not of me tribe, Jess, but you know what I’m telling you, don’t you?”

  She did. He believed they’d been fated to be bound together for all times. She somehow knew he equated the strong emotions to love. She reached up to stroke his face. His eyes closed as if savoring her touch. She’d never been regarded in such a manner. She’d never been loved.

  “Do you feel a bit of something for me?” he asked, his gray eyes opening to gaze at her.

  “I do but I’m uncertain exactly what. I’ve a strong urge to hold you and…” She suddenly felt foolish and couldn’t finish what she’d been about to say.

  “And?” he asked, stroking her arms before turning her chin up.

  “To hold and protect you. You’ve no need of me for that. It’s ridiculous.”

  “You’d feel the need to protect someone you care about.”

  She thought about it and silently agreed.

  “The holding part is easy to understand. You want me close.” He seemed to comprehend a great deal about her, perhaps having more insight than she possessed.