Ileus: The Dark Prince

Broad, muscular, taut and tanned by the numerous hours spent outside in the sun being the warrior he was, Kaizan was everything a woman could ask for. Her gaze raked the curls of hair on his chest. Her hand went to his chest and she brushed her fingers over there. His chest heaved under her touch and his neck muscles corded. She took her fingers to his nipples that hardened under her touch. She wanted to suck him over there, bite him and kiss him. 

She took her fingers lower and followed the thin trail of hair that went to his navel and then to the massive erection that had swelled between his thighs. It held her gaze and her lips parted. With quivering fingers, she brushed his erection and it pulsed. The muscles of his thighs were tight. He pulled her to him and crushed her skin to skin, playing havoc with her body and her emotions. His hair brushed against her skin, her nipples and the heat between her thighs raised to a feverish pitch. Juices started flowing hot.

Kaizan started kissing her with abandon. 

"Should we go to bed?" she whispered to him between those kisses. 

"The bed is too far away," he replied. He lowered her on the soft rug in front of the fire hearth and made her lie down on it. Then he bent over her and took her nipple in his mouth as his other hand kneaded her free breast. He suckled it hard, flicking his tongue over the tips, grazing her skin and biting her skin. She was driven to madness with what he was doing to her. He rolled and pinched the other nipple and she arched in him. How could every part of her body fit so well in every part of his? His fingers went further down and he cupped her wet sex. And when he did that, he growled against her skin, thrusting his erection in her thigh. 

He left her breast and started kissing and sucking her down all the way down till he reached her navel. He stopped there and sucked her, making her cry. He followed her curves and contours as if learning them, worshipping them until she was open and stretched beneath him. He looked up at her and said, "Maybe I should tie you in my bed and then we won't leave it for years." 

Their breaths sounded loud and his body loomed over her. Her eyes went to his massive and impressive length. She was left dazed seeing the way the warm light from the hearth played over his brutal, yet mesmerizing body. Rugged terrain, rugged werewolf. He looked like another version of sex divinity. His smoldering gaze raked over her body. "You are so sexy Olivia that I can't think of anything else." He licked his fangs with his tongue, coating it with his venom. The sight made her buck her hips and she pressed herself hard against his shaft. "Fuck!" he rasped. 

He lifted a little to look at her mouthwatering sex. Above her mons, she had a small patch of light curls. Her clit swelled for his touch, for his tongue. The curls around the lips were soaked in her wetness. At first, he laid his shaft over her clit and rubbed her with it as he hissed in a breath between his teeth. 

Olivia felt the heat of his shaft over her clit and she moaned. She writhed and rubbed her clit over his shaft as he rubbed it against him. "Oh god!" She could feel her release coming near, her moisture spreading all over him. His muscles bulged and his massive body became tight. She rocked more against him. 

His jaw slackened. "What are you doing to me?" he said in a dazed voice. But he wondered if she was listening to him. She continued to rub herself, chasing her orgasm feverishly. His length pulsated over him as his chest rumbled. 

"Am about to come!" She moved faster. "I am going to—" 

And the heat inside her, uncoiled. Scorching. Boundless. She dug her nails in his shoulders as she came and came. 

"Yes Olivia, yes!" He couldn't believe that he was seeing her mindless in the throes of pleasure. 

When she stopped, he lifted himself and said, "Open for me, Olivia. I want to taste you on my tongue." 

She was not able to open her eyes fully, but a part of her brain commanded that she open up for him and she opened. He lowered his mouth to her sex, to her swollen bud that needed his immediate attention. He grabbed it with his mouth and sucked it. She bucked her hips in his mouth, but he had pinned her thighs making her feel his lust for her. Her back arched and he quickened his pace. Once again heat pooled in her belly under his ministrations. She dug her nails into his sweat-slicked shoulders. "Oh Kaizan!" she cried. He lowered his mouth to her core and first grazed her with his venom-licked fangs and then sucked her hard wringing more pleasure. 

Once he was done, he crawled over to her and said in a low husky voice, "I want to get in you."

She stared at him, stunned that he was asking for permission. His lips glistened with her juices and his shaft was thrusting over her instinctively. She brushed his bulging arms and that heaving chest. She took her hands to his hips and pressed them against her. He sucked in a sharp breath. She raised her knees on the side, sliding them over his thighs and locking her ankles at the back. That was all the clue he needed. He gripped his shaft and then pushed himself inside her. He knew that it would pain her for the first time, so he stopped after the crown of his penis stretched her. His fangs lengthened as he looked at her squirming, adjusting to his size and stretching for him.. When she settled, he sank deeper in her until his balls were against the skin of her bottom.