Twisted: Brides of the Kindred 23
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“Feels more than nice to me, having your lush body against mine,” he growled softly in her ear. Somewhere he had found a sponge and some soap and he took his time washing her body, rubbing his big hands over the mounds of her breasts…teasing her nipples, now slippery with soap…then dipping lower to wash her inner thighs. It was a lazy, tender massage that sent sparks of desire all through her.
Though she had just come, Nikki felt her body revving up for round two. But this time, she wanted to take control.
“Here—it’s my turn.” Taking the sponge from him, she turned around and straddled his lean hips, so she could wash his broad chest and muscular arms. His long, hard shaft was sticking out of the water but she studiously ignored it. As she washed him though, she made certain to lean back so that the broad, sensitive head was brushing her inner thighs.
The position she was in, with her thighs spread wide, had the effect of opening her pussy too. She was still wet and sensitive inside after the way he had tasted her and she liked the feeling of being so exposed…so open. As if by accident, she let her hips lower just a little bit…
Malik bit back a groan as the wet tip of his cock rubbed lightly against her inner pussy and Nikki had to stifle a moan herself. Mmm, that felt good! She wanted more but she liked pretending like she didn’t know what was happening.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” she couldn’t help saying as she ran the sponge down his washboard abs. In order to do this, she had to sit back even more, which caused the top of his shaft to lodge against her inner pussy and rub against her sensitive clit. “Mmmm,” she almost moaned. “Yes, just…perfect.” As she spoke, she rubbed against him shamelessly, still pretending to scrub him as she did.
“I’m so glad my Mistress finds my body pleasing,” Malik growled softly, giving her a lazy grin. “But if you’re not careful…I’ll be pleasing you in another way.”
“I don’t know what you mean,” Nikki murmured, as she lowered herself some more. She could feel the broad head of his cock slide lower with the movement until he was lodged just at the entrance of her pussy. Just one hard thrust and he would be all the way inside her, filling her…fucking her. But still she pretended not to notice.
“Yes, you do,” Malik growled softly. “I know you can feel my shaft nudging inside your soft little pussy.” As if to illustrate his point, he thrust up just a little, causing the broad head to slip all the way inside her. He held it there for a moment before pulling back out.
Nikki couldn’t help herself, she followed him down, wanting more than just the little taste he had given her.
“I…I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said breathlessly as she felt the tip, followed by a thick inch of his shaft slip inside her. “I’m just washing you, that’s all.” As she spoke, she moved her hips, taking another thick inch inside her. God, he was huge and she still didn’t even have all of the top part of his shaft in her. Although she certainly wanted more. She could see the part he’d called his “pleasure ridge” just a little further down and she desperately needed to feel it rubbing against her swollen clit.
“No, Mistress—you’re not just washing me. You’re fucking me.” His voice was a low, lustful growl as his big hands caressed her hips. “Taking my shaft deep in your soft little pussy.” He sighed regretfully. “But I don’t think it’s a good idea.” He started to pull out but Nikki stopped him with a hand on his arm.
“Malik,” she moaned, abandoning all pretense. “Please, I want you—no, I need you in me. Please.”
“We can’t risk forming a bond,” he said, frowning. “As good as this feels and as much as I care for you, I don’t want to leave you with a broken bond when I go.”
“We won’t form a bond if only the top part of your, uh, equipment goes into me,” Nikki pointed out breathlessly. “Honestly, that’s all I can take, anyway,” she added, looking down to where his thickness still pierced her. “You’re way bigger than anything or anyone else I’ve ever had in me. I’m pretty sure I couldn’t handle the bottom half.” She gestured expressively to the bottom seven inches of his shaft where he grew twice as thick as the top seven inches.
“You could if my pleasure ridge releases the bond-making fluid into you,” Malik growled but she could feel him weakening or at least, he wasn’t trying to pull out of her anymore as they spoke. She still had a good three inches of his shaft inside her but Nikki wanted more—much more.
“That’s not going to happen,” she protested. “We won’t let it happen. Please, Malik—I just want to feel you inside me tonight. I want…” She bit her lip. “If this is the last night we have, I want you to make love to me.”
He groaned softly but she could tell that he was going to give in.
“Truly, Nicole, I want to make love to you as well,” he murmured. “If you’re really certain?”
“More than certain,” she assured him. Leaning forward, she looked him in the eyes. “I want to feel you inside me—all the way inside me. I want to open myself for you the way you opened yourself for me at the banquet.”
“Gods, you fucked me so sweetly, Mistress,” he groaned softly and then he was guiding her down, letting the rest of the top half of his shaft penetrate her deeply. “Almost as sweetly as I’m going to take you.”
Nikki groaned as she felt him bottom out inside her, filling her completely. It was certainly a good thing she was only taking the top half of his massive shaft! There was no way she could fit the bottom inside her.
“God, Malik—you’re in me so deep,” she moaned, shifting her hips to try and make room inside herself. She could feel her inner walls stretching to accommodate him but it was a good kind of stretching—she loved feeling so open and vulnerable with the big Kindred.
“Not half as deep as I’d like to be,” he growled softly. “But don’t shift around so much, Nicole—it’s been over five cycles since I’ve penetrated a female.”
Oh, right—because of course Mistress Hellenix would never let him penetrate her although she seemed to feel free to do plenty of penetrating herself, Nikki thought. He must have a massive amount of built-up sexual frustration. It was a wonder he hadn’t come the minute she started teasing him with her pussy.
“It’s all right if you need to come,” she murmured, raising up and lowered herself down again, enjoying the feeling of his thickness sliding in and out of her. “I can understand how it would make you crazy—going so long without.”
“I shouldn’t come in you,” Malik protested but his words came out in a groan.
“Because you’re afraid I won’t be satisfied?” Nikki asked, doing another little hip movement. She found she liked doing this—like fucking herself on his thick shaft as they talked. “Don’t worry about that,” she told Malik. “You more than satisfied me with your tongue just now. Just let yourself come, baby—come in my pussy.”
She didn’t know where she got the nerve to talk so dirty to him but it felt right—felt naughty and sexy and deliciously hot. In a way, she supposed, she was still playing the Mistress—using his body for both their pleasure as she teased him and told him to come.
“You shouldn’t offer to let me do that—offer to let me shoot my seed deep in your womb,” Malik growled. “It’s dangerous, Nicole. What if my pleasure ridge releases inside you and the rest of my shaft slips in?”
Privately, Nikki didn’t think there was any chance of that. Even if he shot his bond-making fluid into her, she didn’t see any way the thick, lower portion of his shaft was going to fit inside her when she was already full to the brim with the top half. But she certainly was enjoying the pleasure ridge he spoke of—when she tilted her pelvis just right, it slipped and slid over her clit and it was emitting the same, low level electrical tingle he seemed capable of doing with his mouth and fingers as well.
“You said…said you tried to bond with a girl before and it didn’t happen,” she reminded Malik breathlessly, lifting up and then sitting down on him again, forcing his thick shaft deep in her
pussy.
“Yes, but what if it does this time?” he pointed out, but by this time he had joined her rhythm. Nikki moaned as he drew almost all the way out of her pussy and then pressed back in again, rubbing his pleasure ridge
against her sensitive clit in the process.
“It won’t,” she assured him. “Come on, baby—you’re already fucking me. So why don’t you go ahead and come in me? Fill my pussy with your cum.”
Again she felt deliciously naughty as she spoke the dirty words and Malik seemed to love hearing them.
“Gods, Mistress, I shouldn’t,” he groaned but even as he spoke, he gripped her hips tightly and pulled her down hard so that she felt the broad head of his cock pressing against the mouth of her womb.
“Yes, you should,” Nikki insisted. “I love to feel you in me, Malik—don’t stop!”
She could feel her pleasure building again. With every thrust, his pleasure ridge rubbed against her clit, sending that tingling energy through her entire body, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Before she knew it, she was almost there, a feeling like standing at the edge of a cliff, about to jump off.
Then Malik groaned in her ear.
“Gods, Mistress…Nicole…can’t help it. Can’t stop myself—going to come…come deep in your sweet pussy!”
“Yes,” Nikki heard herself moaning. “God, yes, Malik—come in me! Fill me up!”
And then she was over the edge of the cliff—they both were—and it felt like flying as the pleasure washed over her, making her toes curl and her breath come in short little gasps.
Nikki closed her eyes tightly, hearing Malik’s low groan in her ear and then she felt it—felt something warm—almost hot—spurting inside her.
She had never felt a man coming inside her before—she usually only knew Gary was finished because he grunted and rolled off her. Now she found it was an intensely erotic experience, feeling Malik’s thickness flex inside her, spreading her inner walls even wider as though his body was trying to open hers, while he shot spurt after spurt of cum deep in her vulnerable pussy.
She had a moment to think it was a good thing she was on birth control—he would get her pregnant for sure otherwise. And then she felt something else happening inside her—something that had to do with her and not Malik.
The sensation was impossible to explain but it was almost as though her pelvis was rearranging itself from the inside out. It wasn’t a painful sensation—just strange and completely alien.
What’s going on? she wondered and then she felt herself sliding down, further into Malik’s lap.
The big Kindred didn’t seem to notice at first what was happening. He had his head thrown back and his shaft was still throbbing inside her, still spurting deep in her pussy.
Only it was spurting deeper and deeper, Nikki realized, as she continued to slide. Somehow her pussy was opening to admit more of him—her body was making room for the massive cock lodged inside her. When she looked down, over half of the broad bottom half of his shaft had slipped inside her.
At first, Nikki just stared at it. How could this be? She looked like one of those anime girls from the hentai porn she’d found on Gary’s laptop that time. Her pussy was so open and so stuffed with his shaft it seemed logically impossible—but somehow it was happening and she was getting more filled all the time since she continued to slide down on him.
“This is impossible,” she whispered to herself. “Oh God, this can’t really be happening—can it?”
“What?” Malik opened his eyes, his chest still heaving with the intense orgasm he’d had. By the time he looked down between their legs, he was seated almost all the way inside her. “Oh Goddess!” he exclaimed, his silver eyes going wide. “Quickly, Nicole—get off me before my love-knot ties us together.”
“Your what?” Despite his urgency, Nikki felt a strange reluctance to let him leave her body. She had a feeling that they were on the brink of a deeper connection—a more intense intimacy—than anything she had ever experienced. She didn’t want it to end—not yet.
“My love-knot.” As he spoke, the last bit of his massive shaft slipped inside her and then Nikki felt something else at the entrance of her pussy—a pleasurable pressure that seemed to grow and grow until she felt like she could almost come just from it filling her.
“What’s a love-knot?” she asked hazily, making no move to get off of him.
“At the bottom part of my shaft—it’s a kind of anchor that swells in your pussy and won’t go down until I’ve bonded you to me,” he said grimly. “It’s similar to a Beast Kindred’s mating fist. Quickly, get off me.”
His big hands encircled her waist and he tried to pull her off as he spoke.
Nikki gave a pained cry.
“Don’t—stop it!” she begged, clutching his broad shoulder and digging in with her fingernails. “That really hurts! Like you’re trying to pull my insides out!”
“Damn it to the Seven Hells,” Malik swore in a low, hoarse voice. “Gods, Nicole—I’m so sorry about this. Did I hurt you?”
“Not now that you’re not pulling anymore.” Nikki took a deep breath. “I just…can’t believe you’re all the way in me. I thought there was no way…”
“The bond-making fluid from my pleasure ridge allows your inner spaces to stretch to accommodate me,” Malik said. “I told you it would, didn’t I?”
“You did,” she admitted. “But I guess I just…I didn’t quiet believe you. It didn’t seem possible.” She looked down to where she was completely impaled on his impossibly thick shaft. “It certainly seems possible now, though.”
“That’s because it’s actually happening,” Malik said grimly. “And the only way to end this is for me to come inside you again—and bond you to me for life.”
“For life? But you’ll be gone to the past and I’ll be here in the present,” Nikki reminded him.
“Which is precisely why I didn’t want to bond you to me—I don’t want you to suffer a broken bond.” He stroked her cheek gently. “I don’t want to put you through that pain, Nicole.”
Nikki lifted her chin. “Maybe I want the pain,” she said, looking up at him. “Maybe it will help me remember you. Because, Malik, no matter how many miles or light years separate us and even if I never seen you again, I don’t want to forget you.”
“I don’t want you to forget me either,” he murmured, still stroking her cheek. “But Gods, Nicole…the pain of a broken bond…”
“Is nothing to the pain of losing you without a trace,” she said firmly. “And there’s nothing we can do about it now, anyway. So please, Malik—make love to me again. And this time, bond me to you.”
“Gods, sweetheart, when you ask me like that, how can I refuse you?” he murmured.
“You can’t.” She wiggled her hips, trying to get used to the feeling of fullness inside her. She had never been so open, so full before and yet, love had never felt so right.
“It’s going to be slower this time,” Malik warned her. “Deeper. Because my love-knot is tying us together, I won’t be able to thrust in and out of you like I did when I made love to you with the upper part of my shaft. But I will push in—deeply—and your body will open to take my shaft.”
“Mmm, I like the sound of that,” Nikki purred. She wanted to get closer to him—so close they could never be parted, no matter how much time and distance came between them.
“Slowly then, sweetheart,” Malik murmured, gripping her hips. “Slow and deep and long.”
Nikki had no idea how long it lasted that second time. She and Malik locked gazes as he thrust slowly into her and she got lost in his silver gaze. The pleasure grew again…higher and higher—like a tidal wave this time. But when it rushed over her, Malik just kept rocking inside her, holding her, bonding her to him.
“That’s right, sweetheart,” he murmured as she came hard on his shaft. “That’s right—come for me—let me feel your sweet pussy squeezing my shaft—let me feel your pleasure.”
“Gods, I love to feel your pussy rippling all around me,” he growled softly. “Love to look in your eyes when you come.”
“Aren’t you close?” she asked—it seemed like they’d been at this for hours by this time, and she didn’t understand why he hadn’t come again yet.
But Malik shook his head.
“I cannot come until you have come yourself at least twice more,” he rumbled. “It’s the way bonding sex works for my branch of the Kindred. The female pleasure must come first during bonding.”
Nikki had no complaints about that. She went back to riding his shaft and moaning. And though she missed his pleasure ridge, Malik made up for it by reaching between them and rubbing around and around her swollen clit with a vibrating thumb that drove her absolutely crazy.
She came again…and again and yet again. It seemed impossible that they weren’t done yet but still Malik stroked deep inside her, looking into her eyes and murmuring how lovely she was and how he loved being in her pussy.
It felt like hours afterwards when she finally felt him flexing inside her.
“Malik?” she whispered, hoarse from all the moaning she’d been doing. “Are…are you ready? Ready to bond me to you now?”
“More than ready, sweetheart,” he assured her. “Hold tight to me—I’m going to fill you completely.”
Nikki wondered how he could possibly do that when it seemed she was already filled to the limit with his shaft. But the first hot spurt of cum hit the end of her channel and it almost felt as though something inside her opened up.
It’s like a flower blooming…or a hungry mouth, lips parting to take a drink, she thought, wonderingly. It was as though that first spurt of Malik’s seed had caused the reaction inside her, just as the first time he had come in her he had caused her body to be able to accommodate all of his huge shaft.
The opening inside caused him to slip even deeper into her somehow and the second spurt of cum found its way into her thirsty depths. Somehow, the sensation made her pleasure crest again. And then, though she would have sworn it was impossible after so many prior orgasms, Nikki was coming—coming so hard she couldn’t catch her breath and she saw bright lights like fireworks flashing in front of her eyes.