EroticReverie

Aurora

His eyes are on the collar around my neck, his one hand on the bed, the other paced gently on the curve of my hip. He lets out a low hum and his eyes roll back and close as I bitch the head of his cock inside of me by lowering myself. I gasp at the feel of it. I was sore from the woods, but he was letting me control the pace, letting me control how much of his cock I took. Even with being sore, there’s a certain satisfaction, a need that is fulfilled within me as I move down on his cock a bit further. It feels as if my body knows that it belongs to him. As if my pussy is exactly as it should be when he’s inside of me. 

“Fuck, yes kitten” he groans and then opens his eyes and looks down. My hands on his shoulders to steady myself. I don’t slip all the down. I take just a bit of him, before moving back up and feel him slip against my walls and I leave the head of his cock just nestled inside of me. 

“Mmmm fuck, your little virgin pussy is so fucking wet and tight on my cock” he groans  even though I’m not a virgin anymore. 

“You have such a tight little cunt , love” he groans. I whimper as I move. Taking him in and out as I move slowly and my eyes are ok his face as he watches himself disappear inside of me bit by bit. 

“Youre such a sweet little whore Aurora, fucking my cock so slow and sweet with your innocent little cunt” he groans and I moan. Because while I might not know how to talk dirty, I liked when he did. 

He hasn’t moved. Hasn’t thrusted. Hasn’t grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto his cock. He’s keeping his promise. Letting me do it, letting me go at my own pace. 

He drops his hand from my waist and places the other on the bed and leans back slightly as he keeps watching my pussy slip up and down just barely. I’m worried he’s going to get impatient and take over if I don’t take more. But he just watches me. My hands now on his chest and I move down just a little bit more than before. And we both feel the difference. I feel more full. Feel the way those parts of me stretch and accept his cock , adjusting to the feel of his hard dick inside of me. He must feel the difference even more than I do because his groan is loud and he grunts and I see his hands shift and push hard into the bed. Slightly clenching in the covers as his jaw tightens. 

I feel the thin steel collar around my neck, the dang of the o shaped ring. I’d willingly accepted it, submitted to him, committed to being a slave to my own step brother. His pet. His Angel. His love. His kitten. Just his. The o ring dangles in the hollow of my throat as I move and I moan at the feel of it, at the feel of him inside of me. His claim inside of me as well as around my neck. 

His eyes leave our laps and trail over my stomach, up my torso, over my chest and he groans as he looks at the collar. A small smile on his lips and that smile grows when he lifts his eyes to mine. 

“Youre making me feel so fucking Aurora”

“Watching you fuck me is such a fucking incredible sight” 

“You look so good on my cock”

“You look so fucking good ontop of me, with your tight little pussy on me” 

“You always look so fucking beautiful”

“But this, you, my cock inside of you , it’s fucking heaven Aurora, and men like me, we don’t get to go to places like that, but I’m there, right fucking now”

“Youre better than heaven Aurora”

“Youre so fucking precious” he groans.

“Kiss me” he groans and my pussy clenches and I lean forward immediately and don’t hesitate. My mouth wanting his on mine more than I’ve ever wanted anything before and he groans the second I press my lips to his. His one hand sliding to my back and slipping up and into my hair as kiss him again, and again. His lips push back and he groans with each kiss I give. My mouth greedier and hungrier than any other part of me has ever been for him. 

“So. Fucking, sweet” he groans as I keep pressing my mouth to his and moan as he sits up straight and wraps his other arm around me and grabs my ass , pulling me further onto him and I sink down. 

I let out a small cry. So. Full. I’m so full of him and he groans against my mouth and squeezes my ass harder. I gasp and my hips move of their own will, and involuntary movement that I don’t seem to have a choice over. My body needs him, needs the spark that ignited the second I felt his lips on mine. 

I feel so close to him. Feel my soul giving itself over to the one man I probably shouldn’t be giving to. I feel an overwhelming connection that I never anticipated. As if I’m instantly hooked, instantly surrendering everything entirely to him. Giving my entire life to him. More than I already had by saying that I was his. The kiss seals my fate. I belonged to him now , and knew deep down I would always belong to him. Because I wanted to feel this way forever. My mouth moves over his as I whimper, my hips rocking with his cock inside of me. 

“Yes love” he groans. “Yes kitten” 

I don’t even realize how fast I’m rolling my hips. How quickly my body went from being unsure of myself and my inexperience, to falling into some kind of relaxed, comfortable state , where I was freely doing what felt good for my body. Taking what I wanted. What he had made me need. When I realize how fast I’m moving, panting on his mouth. I go even faster , stealing more groans from him. My body high on the fact that I was responsible for those sounds. I was the one making him groan my name and squeeze my ass and clutch my hair and kiss my mouth harder. 

“Yes kitten” he groans. “Yes, fuck me love” 

I whimper. And know that I’d probably do anything for him. Anything he wanted. If he called me love while demanding it. He groans as I feel my pussy tighten around him, my hips bucking and my mouth brushing his , he slides his hand from hair to my back and the hand on my ass grips harder and I gasp and let out a cry as he starts to move. Working into my rhythm, thrusting to meet my wild hips as my wetness soaks the flesh between us.

His promise to not take control has expired and Lucien. But he’s not controlling it. He’s working WITH me, making his cock go deeper. It hurts a little more than is pleasurable, yet I don’t try to stop, don’t ask him to. Don’t want him to. 

“Lucien” I moan as I get closer and closer to feeling like I’m about to fall into a climax that will turn me into a fiend for it. He feels so good. This feels, so, fucking, good. And I can’t understand why he waited so long to make me feel this way. 

“I’m cumming!” I cry and a split second later I feel it wash over me , my mouth parting. My head going back as his hands slides up my back. Curling around my shoulders and pulling down as he thrusts up. 

I’m screaming. My orgasm masks the pain slightly of his cock pounding up into me with a determination to feel every bit of me that he can. The thrusts feel like they’re stretching me deeper and deeper, carving out space inside of me to fit all of him. My pussy aching as I cum and cry and my tits bounce and the ring of my collar dangles and hits the hollow of my throat. Tapping against my skin , reminding me that the man that’s making me feel this way , owns me. 

He growls loudly as I cum and then is moving and laying me on my back as he hovers and I’m panting as looks down at me and smiles and starts to thrust. My mouth gasps and I cry out. His hips are moving fast. The force he uses is harder than before when he first took me. But now. It doesn’t feel mean. It feels, necessary.  It feels more like passion than it does a punishment. 

“Good girl” he groans. “Take it kitten, take my fucking cock” 

My back arches and I cry. Panting and writhing as I try to catch my breath. Try to feel the pain for what it really is. His need for me. His obsession with me. His desire for me. 

“Mmmm” he growls and then he puts one hand on my throat. His forearm between my breasts as he places his fingers around my neck. His hand over the collar and I moan louder. 

“One collar isn’t enough, you’ll wear this one too” he groans and squeezes harder but only cutting of my air slightly. The sensation is a bit scary but I trust him. Even though he could strangle me if that’s what he wanted to do. But his hand feels right. It’s feels as necessary as the way his cock is viciously pounding deep inside of me. 

“I love your fucking pussy” he growls. “I love this fucking neck” 

“I love your delicious tits and your beautiful face” 

“Your sweet ass and every fucking other inch of you”

“I love you” he groans. 

“God, I fucking love you kitten” 

I feel my heart flutter and my pussy tighten around him at his words.

“I love you too” I whimper and  he grunts and slams deep as he cum. 

“MINE” he growls. “YOURE FUCKING MINE”