62 Nasty
KAEL
I’ve hooked up with a lot of girls in the past, but not a single one drove me insane as Nevaeh did. She tasted sweeter than anything I had ever tasted and the urge to claim her had never been stronger.
My dick was rock hard, begging to be freed, but that could wait. I loved the way she squirmed with every touch, and I want to see her lose control and give in to me completely.
It took everything in me to stop earlier. But teasing her was even more fun than the thought of sticking my dick inside her. I didn’t think she’d be so horny, but seeing her whimpering each time she was close to orgasm, sucking in harshly as she took my fingers like a good girl, looking all needy and dripping for me, brought me a new surge of thrills.
I wanted to claim her right this moment and finish what I started. To leave my imprint all over her body and make sure she wouldn’t be able to forget what happened here or even look at another man without thinking of me. I want to be the only thing that consumed her thoughts, and seeing how her chest heaved so fast, I knew it was working.
She leaned backward, pressing her body flushed against mine as she grind her hips against my pants, desperate for a moment, and watching her become so impatient made me chuckle.
“Why don’t you use words, Nevaeh?”
She swallowed hard at the mention of her name, and watching her every move from the mirror was even more delightful. She looked like a mess. Hair rough, chest heaving, lips parted, but all she could let out were ragged breath.
I wanted her to watch as I fucked her so that she could replay the memory over and over in her head, until she’ d come asking for more because now that I knew what she tasted like, I’d be damned to stop at this.
I stopped the movement between her legs and began to fondle her breast because it was my new favorite thing to do. She threw her head back, moaning softly, but I wanted more than that. I want to hear her scream out my name even when our parents are sitting downstairs.
“What do you want?” I whispered into her ear, watching her shiver from the vibration, and I waited for her to tell me all the dirty things going on in her head.
I wanted her to tell me every single one of it and watch me bring them to life. Her eyes spoke volume, and the smell of her arousal had filled the air again. I could inhale them forever, but right now, I wanted her to beg for
it like she needed it.
My eyes shifted to the door which was still unlocked and the thought of someone walking in on us only fueled my desire. I wanted to flaunt her so badly for the world to see, but right now, I could use some private
moments.
Nevaeh stared at me through the mirror, eyes pleading for me to take her as she breathed heavily. She clasped her legs together with my hands still hanging between her cunt as if she was afraid I’d pull out, but her lips remained pressed together as if she was fighting to stay still.
A smirk curved my lips at the sight, and I wanted to see how long she could keep that up.
I yanked my hands away, and she let out a frustrated cry. “Say the word, and it’s all yours,” I mumbled in her
ear.
I kissed the spot where I had nicked her at the cave, knowing it’d sting and drove her even more insane. I played with the zip of her dress, stuck between fucking her while she was still dressed or tossing the dress aside.
Without much thought, I stopped the zipper halfway, leaving enough space to slide my hands inside her dress without taking it off. Squeezing her boobs with the material is not the same as feeling the warmth against my palm. I ran my hands through her back, and I watched her tremble like a wet leaf.
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Dragging my hands through her body, I pinched her nipple and she gasped from touch.
“Kael…” she moaned, almost begging now.
Ignoring her wetness, I pulled her dress to her stomach, and her breast bounced from the freedom. Her nipples were rock hard, begging to be touched and seeing how turned on she was, sent blood rushing down my cock.
I slapped her breast, making her yelp in pain and pleasure, before squeezing them gently. She looked so confused, and seeing her looking so disorganized brought a smile to my face.
“We can stop the torture, you know? You just have to say the word,” I whispered.
She arched her body, fiddling with my zipper to pull down my pants. I held her hands, and she whined out at my reaction. A sly grin curved my lips as our eyes met through the mirror once again.
“Tell me, Nevaeh.”
I body shook violently at the mention of her name, and I could tell just how much she loved me saying it.” What do you want?”
She looked like she was still fighting it so I decided to torment her even more. “I could pin you against the wall right now and fuck you until your legs become weak,” I said, and her breath quickened.
“Or I could keep you right here and make you watch how horny you are because of me.”
Her cheeks flushed, and I could tell that was the push she needed. I parted my lips to speak again, when she snapped her eyes close and finally gave in.
“I… I want you to mark me.”
Her voice came out barely as a whisper, and a proud grin formed on my lips.
My hands returned to her wet folds, but her only kept it there without any movement. “Speak louder,” I commanded.
“I want you to pin me against the wall and claim me,” she said it loudly this time, and when she opened her eyes, I could see the need in them.
“I want you to fuck me like our lives depends on it,” she continued, and I couldn’t be more pleased with this side of Nevaeh.
I slid my hands between her pussy lips, teasing, and she sucked in a sharp breath. “And what happens when someone sees it? You won’t be able to hide it once I marked you completely.”
“Then I’ll wear it proudly around the house.”
My wolf growled in satisfaction and something shifted inside me from her response. I thrust three fingers inside her, and contrary to what I had expected, she took it easily.
She was so fucking tight, but right now, it was like she didn’t care about anything else as long as I kept her pussy occupied. I smiled at the thought when she threw her head back, moaning loudly as I worked my fingers inside her.
The sound of her moans sound melodic to the air and I didn’t want it to stop. I loved seeing her like this, and I didn’t think I could hold back anymore.
My cock was rock hard and seeing her squirm at my touch was enough to make me explode. Unable to take it anymore, I yanked my hands out and once again, she let out a frustrated cry.
Pulling down my pants, my dick sprang out and I stroked it gently, hissing from the pressure that coursed through my veins.
I was so close to loosing it, and Nevaeh was just as impatient. “Keep your eyes on the mirror,” I commanded.
She did as told, as I held her down and thrust my full length inside her.
“Fuck!” She screamed on top of her lungs, neither of us caring if we got caught. I waited for her to adjust to it before picking my pace. Her breast bounced with each thrust and her scarem filled the air.
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I placed my hands between her hips, adjusting her against my cock, as I pulled out, and slammed deeper inside her. I grabbed a fist full off her air, dragging her ass as I thrust in until she came all over my dick. My balls kicked, and I could tell I was also close. Her legs buckled. I supported her with my weight and kept fucking her from behind, diving deeper with each thrust until my muscles tensed and I came all over her ass.
Watching her butt glistened with my cum made my stomach twitched. For the first time, I had my longest oragsm with Nevaeh.
The urge to mark her became stronger, and I could feel my wolf fighting for dominance. I knew I could no longer stay in control, so I released her, and she fell to the floor, exhausted.
She was panting so hard and watching her like that made me even more eager.
“Why did you stop?” She asked, breathlessly.
“I want to fuck you as many times as I could,” I said and her eyes widened at the choice of my words. “And I’ll kill anyone that tries to take you away from me, but that is exactly what marking you will cause.”
Her face twitched into a disappointing one, but she nodded anyway. I gritted my teeth as I continued. “Our parents would see the mark and that would only draw their wrath. Rather than killing our parents, I’d rather not mark you yet.”
I fixed my clothes and stepped out for her to recover, when in fact, all I could think of was a second round.
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