by Lux Miller
My gaze zeroes in on the puckered pink nipples, and I can feel myself licking my lips slowly as my brain tries to compute exactly what’s happening here. “Nova…”
Giggling, she shakes her head with a sigh and shifts my hand from the valley between her breasts over the softness of one of them. My breath catches in my throat as the bud beneath my fingertips hardens into a nub against my calloused skin. I swallow hard and roll the hardened bit of flesh between my thumb and forefinger. My eyes drift to her face as she makes a whimpering sound that has my cock jumping in my pants. “Fuck, that’s hot…”
She nods as she leans forward and grabs my other hand, guiding it onto her other breast. I close my massive hands around her curves and groan as my fingers sink into the softness of her skin. I pant slightly as I try to catch my breath, but she reclaims my lips with hers. She kisses me breathless again as I grope her like my life depends on touching this woman. Rolling her nipples between my fingers, my dick strains against my pants every time she mewls into my mouth. I know that she’s got me wrapped around her little finger, middle finger, every finger… because right now, this woman owns me.
My head is swimming with lust as she leans into me, and I give in, lying down on the forest floor. She follows, leaning down over me as she continues to plunge her tongue deeply into my mouth. She grinds her hips against my cock through our pants as I grope and squeeze her breasts like my very life depends upon it.
She pulls back suddenly, and it’s my turn to whimper as I stare up at the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Nova’s straddling me, her nipples puckered and dark against her pale skin. Her cheeks are flushed from our kissing. As I let my eyes rove over her body, I realize with a sudden start that one of her hands has found its way inside her leggings. Judging by the way she’s biting down on her bottom lip, I know that means that there’s only one reason why her hand is there— and I’m not about to let her do this by herself.
I roll us over so that Nova is lying on her back on the forest floor, and she jerks her hand out of her leggings, looking up at me with a surprised look on her face. I shake my head at her quickly and wag my finger in her direction. “It seems only fair… that since if I won the bet, you were going to suck my dick… since I lost…”
Her eyes widen as I grab hold of the top of her leggings and tug them down to her knees, but she doesn’t protest against me pulling them off. In fact, she lifts her ass up off the ground and watches me intently as I wriggle them all the way off her legs, leaving her naked and exposed before me.
Tossing the leggings aside, I let my gaze follow my hands as they wander up her body slowly, settling on her knees. With a little bit of effort, I push them apart, and my heart skips a beat as my eyes are drawn to the dark patch of hair at the apex of her thighs.
Nova blushes softly, color creeping across her body as I feel my animalistic instincts kicking in. More than anything, I want to touch this ethereal being before me, but I won’t do it until she indicates that it’s okay. So I’m sitting here with a raging boner in my pants as I stare at the glistening wetness that’s begun to seep from her cunt, waiting for her signal.
“Drake, please… gods please, touch me…”
Well, it doesn’t get any more direct than that. At her request, I scoot up beside her and lean down over her, capturing one of the perfectly pink nipples between my lips. She squeals softly as she squirms beside me, her hands grabbing hold of mine and shoving it between her legs. As my fingers creep toward her entrance, I can feel the moisture on my fingertips as I slide my middle finger along her slit. My heart’s pounding in my chest so hard that I can barely breathe as I swirl my tongue around her nipple. As she lifts her ass off the ground, begging me to “please do something,” I push my middle finger inside of her. It sinks two knuckles deep into her wet heat, and my mind goes blank as I realize that this just might be the end of me.
She writhes and unleashes the most unearthly sound as I pull my finger back out and plunge it inside her again, letting my thumb brush over the sensitive bit of flesh above her opening. Nova cries out and grabs a handful of my hair in her fist and tugs until I look up at her. Her gaze is intense as it meets mine, and I continue to rock my finger in and out of her as her mouth stays frozen in a silent moan.
Pulling hard against her, I tear my hair free of her grasp and sit up beside her. I bring the finger that’s been inside of her to my lips where I draw it slowly along my top lip before dragging it along my tongue as she watches me with bated breath. My eyes drift closed as I lick her essence off of my finger. For a moment, the world around me disappears as my senses dull, and I’m plunged into a world of total, chaotic emptiness. My uninjured shoulder burns for a moment as my eyes fly open, and I can feel an innate craving to have more of her clawing at me from the inside.
Blinking hard, my eyes meet hers, and through the silence, an understanding passes between us. I scramble down her body until I’m settled between her legs on my knees and gather her ankles in my hands. I push them up onto my shoulders and sink down onto all fours between her thighs, burying my face into her wetness like a starving animal that can’t be sated.
I rake my teeth across her clit, and she cries out as I plunge my tongue into her pussy. The musky flavor of her cunt explodes in my mouth as I ruthlessly fuck her with my tongue. I wrap my arms around her upper legs and dig my fingers deeply into her inner thighs as I hold her in place so that she can’t escape the onslaught of my mouth on her pussy. I may be flying blind, but instinct kicks in as the inner animal inside me takes over.
The blood’s rushing in my ears as I lap up the wetness, burying myself more and more in her cunt until the entire bottom half my face is coated in her juices. I can feel her hand tangled up in my hair as she tries to yank me away, but I’m relentless. I alternate between sucking on her clit and pushing my tongue deeply into the spasming muscles of her pussy. She’s cussing in the most unladylike way as I eat her out, and it’s only serving to fuel the fire of my desire. Until she stops moving completely, begging me, “Drake, stop… please… I don’t want to come this way…”
I pause for a moment and sit up slightly, looking down at her as I pant heavily, her juices dripping from my beard and nose as I stare at her intently. I narrow my eyes at her, then drop my gaze to the inviting wetness where I just had my face buried, and the sight of her cunt is glorious to see. I frown at her because all I want to do is bury my face between her thighs again and stay there. I could probably die a happy man with my tongue inside of her, but she’s not having it for some reason. My voice is gruff as I argue, “I want you to come, and I want you to scream my name when you do, but you’ve got to tell me if I’m doing something wrong…is it horrible? Is that why you don’t want to come this way?”
She shakes her head, her voice husky and deep. “I will come Drake, and it feels fucking fantastic, but for gods sake… I want you to come too… with me… inside me...”
Chapter Nineteen
Nova
I lay on the ground, panting as I look at Drake between my legs, pleading with him with my eyes. I can see the hesitation written all over his face, and I know that what I’m asking of him is huge. He’s already ventured so far outside his comfort zone that I’m praying to the gods that he just takes the plunge because right now, I need him. I need him to take me in a way that his mouth, no matter how amazing his tongue feels, just can’t satisfy, and I need him soon. My entire body is thrumming with a need that he’s built up inside me that has me hurtling toward a release that’s going to be powerful when it crashes over me.
Swallowing hard, I plead, “Drake, stop… please… I don’t want to come this way…”
The flabbergasted look on his face as I beg him to stop nearly takes my breath away. He looks pained, like I’ve just told him that despite eating all his vegetables, he can’t have dessert after all. And this isn’t like that at all. I want him to have his cake, and to eat it too. But I want him to experience what true intimacy can feel like
when everything falls into place the way it’s supposed to. He swipes at the wetness that’s dripping from his chin, and I moan when I realize that the wetness came from me. That my pussy is literally dripping with anticipation for this man in a way it’s never done for any other. My entire body is craving him in a way I can’t explain, and all I know, is that I have to have him.
So when he argues with me that he wants me to come and scream his name, then turns around and asks me if he’s doing it wrong, I’m struck dumb for a moment. My voice comes out deep as I try to swallow down the guilt that I made him feel that way. “I will come Drake, and it feels fucking fantastic, but for gods sake… I want you to come too… with me… inside me...”
The look on his face as what I’m asking washes over him makes my insides churn with wanton lust. It’s feral in the best way as his pupils dilate, and he inhales sharply like I just suggested something taboo. His breathing deepens as the scent of fresh cut pine, leather, and sweat mingles in my nose as he stares down at me, his nostrils flaring. My heart skips a beat as he pushes himself up onto his knee, my eyes following him and taking in his half-nude form. The tanned skin of his torso is pulled tight across the broad muscles of his chest, and the pair of wolves inked there seem to be on the prowl as his chest heaves with his steady, deep breaths.
An eternity seems to pass in the brief moments where he stares at me, desire in his eyes as his gaze devours me. His tongue passes over his lips slowly to collect my taste from them. My entire body feels like it’s twisted up tighter than a rubber band and it might snap at any moment as Drake growls deep in his throat, shifting between my legs. I can’t see what he’s doing, but I have a pretty good idea. One that’s confirmed as he crawls up my body slowly, planting his hands on either side of my face.
I swallow hard when I recognize the unmistakable touch of arousal against my inner thigh, his cock brushing against me as he shudders with a groan. “Are you sure you want this?”
I cough, caught off guard by the absurdity of his question. Has he felt how wet my cunt is? I’ve practically sprung a leak between my legs. I’m just shy of begging him to fuck me, and he’s going to ask me if this is what I want? Reaching up to his cheeks, I give him a gentle smile and nod, pushing my hands around to the back of his neck as I tangle my fingers into his curls. “Gods yes, Drake… I want this… I want you… if this is what you want, quit stalling and fuck me…”
He drops his forehead to mine, growling as he shifts his hips and breaches my opening. I cry out in surprise as my pussy stretches around him, but tighten my grip on his hair as he tries to stop, shaking my head wildly. “No, don’t stop… all the way, Drake… all the way…”
The most unearthly sound rumbles out of his mouth as he drives his hips into me, bottoming out inside my pussy. A rush of pleasure mixed with pain ricochets through my body as my channel spreads to accommodate his girth. Gasping as his balls slap against my ass, instinct causes my legs to wrap around his waist, holding him inside me. I throw my head back with a whimpering moan as I keen beneath him.
Drake answers with a savage growl as he pounds the ground beside my head with his fist. Focusing on watching him writhe above me, an unexpected feeling of warmth floods through me as I turn his face to look at me. I lean up just slightly to press my forehead against his, struggling to speak as my entire body revolts with the intrusion. “Fuck Drake… that feels incredible…”
He nods, his breath hot on my face as he rests the majority of his weight on his good arm, his elbow holding himself up on the dirt and leaves. “What...do I do?”
Swallowing hard, I murmur, “What feels good, Drake… just do what feels good. Your body will figure the rest out. And kiss me, you fool…”
And he does. His lips are on mine before I can breathe another breath. Desperation is rampant in the heady feeling that passes between us as he delves his tongue into my mouth. It only takes a moment, but his body eventually catches up to his mind. His hips slowly grind into mine as he pulls his dick halfway out of my body and then spears it right back inside me balls-deep. Every bit of my cunt is still sensitive as fuck from him snacking on me. So every bit of friction that he creates between our bodies feels like fire racing through my veins as he sets a gentle rhythm at first that quickly turns punishing.
I gasp into his mouth as he begins to thrust harder and harder into me. I can feel every twig and rock underneath my body being driven into my back as his weight crashes into me with every movement he makes. My mind is already going fuzzy from the pleasure that’s taken ahold of me like I’ve been sipping on some really well-aged wine when I hear the change in the timbre of his voice. It drops several octaves, if that’s even possible, as he drags his mouth away from mine and sits up on his knees between my legs.
Digging his fingers into my hips, he jerks me harder and harder onto his dick, practically impaling me onto him as his mouth drops open with his teeth bared. A snarl is plastered on his face as he drives himself inside my pussy. He’s holding me in place as he drops his head back and a deep howl spills out of his mouth that pierces the air as the tightly drawn muscles across his chest twitch.
Shutting my eyes so tightly that I feel dizzy, I mewl as I feel my cunt tighten around him. My entire body is rigid as I struggle to breathe, my muscles spasming in rapid succession throughout my body as Drake stills inside me. I’m frozen in time as I struggle to inhale. Just when I think the sensations flooding my body can’t get any more intense, Drake reaches forward with both hands and pinches my nipples between his fingers. He rolls them roughly into hard buds as I cry out and arch my back. Red fills my vision as I hold my breath, and everything crescendos into an explosion where my entire body goes limp underneath Drake.
And then everything is utterly silent as I lay there, too afraid and too sensitive to move. I can feel Drake’s weight as he leans back over me and pants heavily against my neck, but I can’t convince myself to move. Hell, I can barely make myself breathe. His breaths are stuttered as he peppers kisses along my neck, and I blink rapid as my eyes flutter open, trying to adjust to the dim haze that’s settled over us. Did Drake just fuck me blind or is there a storm moving in?
Groaning, I shift under him, despite his protests. With a sigh, he pulls out and rolls off of me. He flops onto his back on the ground as he flings one arm over his face, a mixed look of pure satisfaction and complete surprise twisting his handsome features. His voice is strained as he mutters, “That… was…”
I nod in agreement, but neither us is able to really complete his sentence as we both lay there, huffing and puffing to try to catch our breath. I look over at him, and it’s a beautiful sight to behold as the golden light reflects off a body that could have been carved from marble. I forcibly roll myself onto my side and reach my hand onto his chest, drawn to the tattoo of the dueling wolves like it’s calling to me. Before Drake can stop me, my fingers are on it, tracing the thick outline with a delicate touch. I expect him to push my hand away, but he doesn’t. Instead, he closes his eyes, the tenseness in his muscles relaxing slightly at my touch.
His voice is barely above a whisper as he finally finishes his thought, “...amazing. That’s what I’ve been missing out on all these years? It feels that incredible to let yourself go with someone?”
I shrug my shoulders haphazardly as I glance up to his face from the ornate body art. I flatten my hand over it and smile as I feel his racing heartbeat against my hand. “No, that’s not at all how it usually feels, Drake… I don’t really know how to explain it, but that was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. If the casual sexual encounters most Nomads share are black and white still frames —that was living color... ”
Drake chuckles softly, bringing his own hand up over mine, sliding his palm underneath so that he’s pretty much holding my hand. He closes his fingers around mine and gently brings it up to his mouth. He presses his lips to the back of my hand as he glances over our joined hands at me, his eyes dark pools of emeralds with golden fleck
s from the light around us that’s starting to darken. I squirm slightly when his still-damp beard tickles my skin, but I can’t seem to look away as his gaze holds mine, transfixed.
He moves our joined hands slowly down his body, then squeezes mine with a crooked grin as he leans over me, his eyes closed as his mouth hovers over mine. I shiver slightly, but find that I don’t want to move from where I am. I want to stay right here, in this moment, for as long as we have. The tranquility of sharing something so intimate with someone so unlike anyone I’ve met before Drake is inexplicable. I want to bask in the afterglow for as long as this world allows.