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There were smalls hints that suggested that Gwmfen was not exactly the type of female he usually seduced (or that seduced him!) for a few joyful, meaningless hours of casual sex. This did not matter to the male at the moment, but it would be something he would ponder about when the scene was over and dead and he was back with his gold and copper woman. She was in on this without doubt, but one could always detect by the pressure and determination in the partner’s caresses. And Gwmfen took care not to let her hands travel too far down on his front. Just, the possibility that such a unique jewel like her could be a virgin had been trashed by the cocoa and cream male the first time he met her, regardless of possibly visible sign even back then. Her moans that were caressing his ear were all that mattered, and that alone seemed able to drive him to incredible heights.
Her immediate reaction when his fingers had found the wet source was an additional notion that she was fragile and new to the encounter, but it could easily be because it was a first timer with a new male, and things did not always work out smoothly then. The sapphire eyed brute let a growl of his own gently vibrate in his throat as sharp fangs scraped over his main artery on the side of his neck. He enjoyed the gentle, seemingly curious hands that made his skin burn. The male was far away when she withdrew from the kiss, and he opened his eyes and gazed into hers. Her whisper devoured him completely. The bridge was crossed, and all they could do was to stand and watch it burn. Nothing was more beautiful than the fire that burned before the unbearable moments of ecstasy.
Take me, she said. There was no hesitation, and their bodies were more than ready to give and receive. Teeth rasped down her neck a split moment before he lurched forward and into her. His jaw found the base of her neck and it was a small wonder the male did not start to draw blood instantly. Gwmfen was too fragile and too much of an uncertainty for him to take too much of a risk. Earlier he had halfway had a plan of taking it slow and easy on her, but his plan quickly shattered and left her naked and alone. He gasped, desperate for air, astounded by the shockwaves of stimulation granted by the dark woman’s moist tightness. Without interrupting his thrusting the slightest, the male grabbed hold of and lifted a slender black furred ankle over his shoulder, and was granted deeper access.
His face dug into her soft chest, and his tongue swiped out between razor teeth ever so often to taste her over and over again. He had tried to keep their eyes connected, but as every thrust brought him deeper into drunken state that consisted of only the movement and the pressure that was building up to impossible heights, and his eyes had shut tight to embrace the bliss. The rhythm increased together with the strength behind the rocking movement as the male lost all sense of control and gave everything to reach the highest intensity for the rapidly arriving climax. It hit him like a sledge (and way too soon), and Gwmfen’s fur could not keep out the choked whine that threw itself forcefully out of his throat. He did, however, not cease to move inside her, and pushed into her a few last times, full of greed to make the moment last as long as possible. A few rounds of whinges escaped him before finally giving room for deep intakes of deep breaths. His eyes were still shut tight, because he was certain his senses had been jolted out of order. |
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