Chapter 1458: Delilah Marked Slowly (r-18)

Delilah came a third time on her side slow and shuddering. Her body curled back against his and her fingers dug into his hip as she breathed his name into his mouth. Phei held her through it and kissed her through it and didn’t stop rocking his cock into her until the very last pulse had faded.

"Three," he whispered into her hair.

"I can’t," Delilah gasped. "Phei, I can’t— I can’t take more such slow pleasure—"

"Yes, you can," he said gently. "And you want to."

She did. Gods help her, she did: "Please— give me more—"

He eased her up onto her hands and knees on the soft towels; she went willingly though she trembled all over. Her breasts hung beneath her like two drops of honey about to fall, and her round ass lifted toward him like a heart turned upside down. Phei knelt behind her and let himself look for a long moment at the curves of her ass and the deep arch of her back and her glistening pussy waiting for him between her thighs.

He ran both palms slowly over her ass and kneaded it and spread it, and he leaned down to kiss the soft dimples at the base of her spine.

"Phei—" she whined.

"Shh. Let me worship you!"

He kissed each cheek of her ass slow and soft, and then he kissed the backs of her thighs.

Then he lined himself up and slid his cock back into her pussy from behind slowly and inch by inch until his crown pressed against her deepest wall again and she let out a long broken moan into the towels.

From behind, the angle was different again as his crown dragged against her G-spot from a new direction and he knew exactly how to use it. He gripped her hips in both hands and began to move deep and steady and slow and rolled his hips forward in long measured thrusts that pressed his crown against the spot on every stroke.

Her ass rippled with every slow impact while her breasts swayed beneath her and her moans rose and rose.

His right hand reached around her right hip and found her clit again.

Phei leaned forward and pressed his chest to her arched back and kissed the back of her neck and her shoulder and the sensitive spot beneath her ear.

"You’re doing so well, love," he murmured. "So, so well!"

"All I— all I can see are— stars— Phei— I can see stars from pleasure—"

He increased the depth but never the speed.

Each thrust drove his cock a little deeper into her pussy and a little harder against her G-spot while his fingers on her clit pressed a little firmer. Delilah’s arms gave out and she fell forward onto her elbows with her face pressed into the towels and her ass lifted high.

Phei held her hips and kept moving slow and deep and devastating while her pussy gripped his cock in wet wringing squeezes.

She came a fourth time and then a fifth with one rolling straight into the next. Her pussy clenched around his cock in long shuddering waves and she cried out into the towels until her voice cracked. She shook now and her whole body trembled until her thighs barely held her up while her nectar ran down her thighs and his.

Still he didn’t—

Phei’s cock still moved slowly inside her; his fingers still circled her clit and his lips still kissed the back of her neck.

"Five," he whispered. "Two more, Delilah. Two more and I want to have my Mark— Would you please be mine forever."

At the words forever, Mark, and him asking her this gently while fucking her, Delilah’s whole body jolted.

"Yes," she sobbed into the towels. "Yes— Phei— please— I want that— I want it so much—"

He drew his cock out of her pussy slowly and she whimpered at the loss. He gathered her up into his arms and turned her to face him and sat back on his heels on the towels. Then he lowered her into his lap so that she straddled him with her knees on either side of his hips and her face level with his while her breasts pressed against his chest.

He took her face in both hands and kissed her soft and slow and endlessly tender.

Phei lowered her back onto his cock.

She sank down onto his cock inch by inch with her eyes locked on his and her mouth open and her breath ragged until his crown pressed against her deepest wall once more and she sat in his lap with ten inches buried inside her pussy.

Delilah wrapped her arms around his neck and he wrapped his around her back, and their foreheads touched.

"Look at me," he whispered.

She looked at him.

He began to rock her slowly and gently while his hands on her lower back guided her hips in deep rolling circles, so that every roll ground his crown against her G-spot and pressed her clit against the base of his shaft. Her breasts slid against his chest and her breath mingled with his.

They moved together slow and deep and impossibly close, and Delilah began to cry soft and quiet as tears slid down her cheeks.

"Don’t cry, love," Phei murmured, and kissed the tears away.

"I’m not sad," she whispered. "I’m just— I am too happy— I love you so much— you finally asked me to be your woman— I have bee—"

"I know," he said softly. "I love you, cuz, and I want you forever."

The others had gone completely silent. Soraya had both hands pressed over her mouth and Melissa’s violet eyes were wet.

Even the Goddess watched with an expression of quiet aching tenderness.

A gentle warmth bloomed slowly from the root of his cock and spread through the ten inches buried inside her like the first rays of sunrise spilling across the sky.

Delilah gasped as she felt it and her eyes widened.

"Phei— oh— oh, that’s— that’s warm— that’s so warm—"

"Shh," he said. "Just feel it. This is what you asked me."

The warmth spread through her slowly and deeper and deeper and filled her from the inside, and every roll of her hips made it glow brighter. He kept rocking her and kept guiding her hips in the same deep slow circles and kept pressing her G-spot and grinding her clit while the burn kept rising inside her gentle but relentless.

She came a sixth time in his lap wrapped around him and sobbed his name softly against his lips while her whole body shook in his arms and her pussy pulsed around his cock in long soft waves.

"Six," Phei breathed. "One more, Delilah. One more heaven."

"Mark me," she begged. Her voice was barely a whisper, wrecked and tear-soaked and full of longing: "Please, Phei. Take me to the last one and mark me there. Please."

He kissed her once more on the lips. Then he moved his mouth to the side of her neck to the exact spot he’d kissed a hundred times tonight and pressed his lips there soft and still.

He held her close and rocked her slowly.

He let the burn rise inside her warmer and deeper until her whole body glowed with it and her breath came in tiny desperate gasps.

"Now," he whispered against her skin.

And he marked her:

At the same moment the burn inside her bloomed bright and golden and filled every part of her. The Mark sank beneath her skin like a vow and bloomed outward warm and endless; Delilah went up into the seventh heaven.

She didn’t scream— she couldn’t because the pleasure was too vast for sound as it rose through her like a tide from where his cock was buried deep inside her pussy to where his lips were pressed to her neck, and it kept rising and rising until she felt as if she had been lifted out of her own body and into a sky full of stars.

Her whole body went taut in his arms and her back arched. Her pussy clenched around his cock in long slow endless pulses as her nectar poured over him in a warm gushing flood. Her fingers dug into his back and her mouth fell open in a soundless cry.

Tears streamed down her face as she laughed and sobbed and shook all at once.

Phei held her and didn’t stop rocking inside her pussy.

He let the burn and his very cock grow bigger inside her and the Mark settle into her, and he kissed her neck and her jaw and her lips over and over while she floated somewhere far above them all.

When at last the pulses slowed, Delilah slumped against his chest boneless and trembling with her face buried in his neck while her breath came in soft hitching sobs. The Mark glowed faintly on her navel and then slowly sank beneath her skin and left only the faintest shimmer behind.

"Seven," Phei whispered into her hair.

Delilah laughed weakly against his throat. She lifted her head and looked at him with her eyes wet and shining and full of wonder. Then she kissed him slowly and deeply, and when she pulled back she was smiling. On the other side of the pool, Soraya let out a long, shaky breath and slumped back against the stone.

"Okay," she announced to no one in particular. "Okay. I’m not okay."

The Goddess laughed and Melissa wiped her eyes.

And Delilah, still wrapped around Phei with his cock still buried inside her, turned her flushed face toward the others and saw them all staring and promptly hid it in his neck again.