It was clear that the female was ready to submit to him, the male smiled. He liked her. She was the first one that put up with his crap and still holds a conversation. The male smiled as he felt her aggressive pass at giving her-self to him. The male smiled, as he nipped at her chin. The male’s smirk was replaced with a smile, a real smile. Taking the female’s leg he pulled her up onto him, laying her back the male kissed her chest.
Hot lust of a basic need for a male moved though him, as he flung open her leg, the male allowed his fingers to dance over her lady lips, with a snarl he moved his mouth in, lapping up around his finger, her moist lips where his prize, for now and he did not plan to let her go anytime soon. The male took his extra hand and started to move up and down over the pink sword, rubbing it up and down. He looked up at her from between her legs, licking his lips. ”Bitch, you are now mine.” He huffed. He did not care if she would submit to him now or not. Once he was done with her she would beg him to stick around, he knew he was that skilled when it came to sex.