Thursday Night - Endymion Private

He then felt the deep inner climax from deep inside her around his cock, while she trembled and screamed out. She was riding the crash that was more powerful than the last and he kept going while she conitued to cry out.

In fact, he started to take her harder. He would have broken the hips of a mortal woman, such was the way he continued to take her.

Her breasts moved with each thrust, her hair was half covering her face from her turning her head no, but her hips, her body kept taking him and wanting more. She finished riding out the second intense orgasm not sure she could take any more, she was babbling as she looked up at him, and yet her body was still tight around his cock.

She was sure she wasn't going to be able to walk, but right now she didn't care he was fucking her - not anyone else and he was paying attention just to her. Her hips started to buck wildly as she started to stop thinking and just let the moment happen.

He still didn't stop. Didn't even slow down, in fact. Those hard, painful thrusts continued as he kept assaulting her senses with... well... himself.

was it really a 3rd orgasm or a continuation of the second one as she kept her body writhed under his intense taking of her. She was panting, moaning, and lost to the sensation of him literally fucking her speechless.

And he seemed to like that. With a series of short, fast thrusts, she felt something warm as he released inside of her. Blood -- most likely.

She tightened on him as she arched up to kiss him as she felt him release in her.

He leaned down and brushed a gentle kiss over her lips, finally slowing enough to just move gently within her.

"So precious."

She kissed him slowly, intimately as her hips slowed their urgency just enjoying him much slower and less fevered.

And he was more than happy to give her that. He kissed her deeply, his tongue dancing with hers as his movements seemed much slower.

Her arms around his neck, as they were more at a slow lovers pace then two in the thralls of lust. Her own tongue gently exploring his mouth as she gently ran one hand down his back and the other through his hair. A low soft moan escaped her lips as she caught a quick breath, then was back kissing him, not wanting skin to skin contact to end yet.

He didn't pull away from her, just pulled away enough so he could look into her eyes. Then, he smiled.

"Feel better?"

Her crystal blue eyes looked into his "Much I so needed that. Thank you Darius. Now can you get out of my dreams?" with a soft chuckle. "Sorry I've had quite a few very very naughty dreams about but but in person has been even better than in my dreams." with a blush to her cheeks.

He reached up to caress her cheek gently.

"What kind of dreams?"

She leaned into his touch "You know the corny gothic romance dreams, you come to my room, and slip in. Your body slides next to mine, a touch of the evening's chill as your hands slide under my nightgown, and slowly cup my breasts." she blushed as she talked.

"Then you slide off my night gown and undies, and I'm not sure how but you're now naked too and I feel you rubbing against me and spooning next to me you start to slide slowly into me. I'm not quite ready and it's tight, dry and slightly painful." her eyes were closed as she talked "Then you cup my breasts, kiss my neck, and bite. Sudeenly I'm very wet, you're fully in me and we are not just fucking it's a bit more intimate. And I wake up in the morning wanitng a cold shower and there you go." opening her eyes looking at him.

He smiled at her, his fingertips brushing her cheek again.

"That sounds like a lovely dream, actually."

"Well I have some variation most nights." leaning into his touch "It's hard waking up screaming and it's just from a dream." with a darker blush "It's like I yearn to see you, be touched by you and ...." she took a deep breath "I've not had your blood right?" yes she was old enough to recognize false love caused by bonds.

He laughed softly.

"No, darling. I have not given you my blood."

"They why are you almost always on my mind?" she asked bluntly as her hips still slowly moved.

He shrugged one shoulder.

"I couldn't say. I've not done anything to you to cause such a thing. Though, you are not the first one who has mentioned a similar feeling toward me."

"My first dorimier was a toreador too but ...." shaking her head "You've got something and I hate to be a groupie but if you'll have me I would be honored to keep seeing you if you will do so." she said softly.

He smiled at that, brushing a kiss over her lips.

"I would love to continue to see you."

She let out a sigh of relief, "Good." with an intense passionate kiss "I'm not sure I want you to stop yet but not sure I can move anymore either." with a soft sexy chuckle.

He laughed at that.

"How about we take a shower and see how you feel after that?"

"Oh that sounds heavenly." with a grin up at him. "You'll take it with me?"