She gripped the furs beneath her and moaned, her eyes closing and all thoughts except pure desperation leaving her mind. His finger ran along her, coating itself in her slick juice, before slowly but firmly sliding inside her. She opened her mouth in a silent cry as he began pumping it in and out, his mouth sucking at the hammering pulse point on her neck. She raked her nails down his back and the pad of his thumb brushed over her clit, his finger still buried inside her.
"I want...you." She managed to pant, bucking her hips against his hand. "I need you...inside...now. Please...Farkas - "
He laughed again and kissed her as he withdrew his finger from her. She watched, fascinated and shocked as he sucked her juice off his finger before kissing her again. She whimpered against his lips when she felt his cock brush against her entrance. She was about to beg, to moan and thrash until he filled her -
But with one smooth thrust, he was buried to the hilt inside her.
She gasped, digging her nails into his shoulders as he groaned with relief against her neck.
"You're so tight." He moaned, holding her thighs as he eased out of her.
"And you're so big." She breathed, whimpering when he pushed back inside her, her walls stretching to accommodate him.
"You..." She felt him swallow. "You okay?"
"Mmhmm." She licked the shell of his ear and he bucked hard against her. "Yes...like that. Hard. I need you to fuck me."
He growled and she knew she had said the right thing. His grip tightened as he began thrusting hard, his body hitting hers faster and faster. Amielle moaned and thrust back against him, her body throbbing with pleasure. Gods, how long had it been since she was properly fucked? Never, she realised. Amasius had been gentle and efficient and nothing at all like this.
Farkas was fucking her, she thought with giddy happiness. He was fucking her with sheer passion and lust, like they were nothing more than animals in heat, desiring each others' scent.
The thought drove her wild. She could feel her walls tightening around his throbbing cock, she could hear her own panting and his groaning as she got tighter and tighter around him. Her nails clawed at his back, his breath hot on her neck, her nipples rubbing against his hard chest. Then she fell over the edge, gasping and her eyes rolled back into her head as she spasmed. A moment later he squeezed her thigh hard and he let out a long groan, his seed spurting hot and thick inside her. He gave a few more jerky thrusts and her pulsing walls milked the last of his come from him.
He rested her forehead against hers and they both closed their eyes, enjoying the post-coital heaviness. He gave her one last lazy kiss before rolling off her and onto the bed next to her, his eyes already half-closed.
"'s amazing." He murmured, dragging the furs over them both.
"Uh-huh." She agreed, amused that his brain had turned to jelly. Though she knew hers wasn't much better.
She settled down next to him, her limbs feeling pleasantly tired, and watched his eyes close. She closed her own, wondering if this evening could get any better.
"Come 'ere." He muttered suddenly, scooping her up in his arms and pulling her against his chest.
'Yes,' she thought as buried her face against her chest. 'It seemed it could get better.'
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F!DB/Farkas + Barbas: A Dog's Loyalty 8/9
Date: 2014-06-23 09:53 pm (UTC)"I want...you." She managed to pant, bucking her hips against his hand. "I need you...inside...now. Please...Farkas - "
He laughed again and kissed her as he withdrew his finger from her. She watched, fascinated and shocked as he sucked her juice off his finger before kissing her again. She whimpered against his lips when she felt his cock brush against her entrance. She was about to beg, to moan and thrash until he filled her -
But with one smooth thrust, he was buried to the hilt inside her.
She gasped, digging her nails into his shoulders as he groaned with relief against her neck.
"You're so tight." He moaned, holding her thighs as he eased out of her.
"And you're so big." She breathed, whimpering when he pushed back inside her, her walls stretching to accommodate him.
"You..." She felt him swallow. "You okay?"
"Mmhmm." She licked the shell of his ear and he bucked hard against her. "Yes...like that. Hard. I need you to fuck me."
He growled and she knew she had said the right thing. His grip tightened as he began thrusting hard, his body hitting hers faster and faster. Amielle moaned and thrust back against him, her body throbbing with pleasure. Gods, how long had it been since she was properly fucked? Never, she realised. Amasius had been gentle and efficient and nothing at all like this.
Farkas was fucking her, she thought with giddy happiness. He was fucking her with sheer passion and lust, like they were nothing more than animals in heat, desiring each others' scent.
The thought drove her wild. She could feel her walls tightening around his throbbing cock, she could hear her own panting and his groaning as she got tighter and tighter around him. Her nails clawed at his back, his breath hot on her neck, her nipples rubbing against his hard chest. Then she fell over the edge, gasping and her eyes rolled back into her head as she spasmed. A moment later he squeezed her thigh hard and he let out a long groan, his seed spurting hot and thick inside her. He gave a few more jerky thrusts and her pulsing walls milked the last of his come from him.
He rested her forehead against hers and they both closed their eyes, enjoying the post-coital heaviness. He gave her one last lazy kiss before rolling off her and onto the bed next to her, his eyes already half-closed.
"'s amazing." He murmured, dragging the furs over them both.
"Uh-huh." She agreed, amused that his brain had turned to jelly. Though she knew hers wasn't much better.
She settled down next to him, her limbs feeling pleasantly tired, and watched his eyes close. She closed her own, wondering if this evening could get any better.
"Come 'ere." He muttered suddenly, scooping her up in his arms and pulling her against his chest.
'Yes,' she thought as buried her face against her chest. 'It seemed it could get better.'