Part 33 (1/2)

”Feels good, sweetheart?” he murmured, stroking her cheek. ”You're okay? Not hurting?”

”No. In fact...” Maggie moved her hips experimentally, causing just an inch of his thickness to slide out and then press back inside her. ”Oh!” she gasped. ”In fact it feels...feels good.”

”Feels f.u.c.king amazing,” Kor growled, gripping her hips. ”G.o.ds, you're tight.”

Maggie did her best to look demure. ”Does it please my master?”

”h.e.l.l yes your soft little p.u.s.s.y wrapped around my c.o.c.k pleases me,” he murmured. ”The question is, are you ready to feel me thrusting in you? Think you can be open enough to let me f.u.c.k you?”

”I...” Maggie nodded. ”Yes, I think so. As long as you take it slow at first.”

”Wouldn't have it any other way, sweetheart,” he growled. ”I want to make this last as long as I can. Never want to let you go.”

”Oh, Kor...” Maggie put her arms around his neck. ”I don't want you to either.”

”Then let's make the most of this,” he murmured. ”Hold on, little slave girl. Your master is going to f.u.c.k your p.u.s.s.y.”

”Yes, Master.” Maggie started to move again but Kor's grip tightened and he held her steady.

”No, Maggie,” he said sternly. ”Not yet-let me make sure you're taking it okay before you start moving. Right now all I want you to do is hold still for your master's c.o.c.k. Just open your p.u.s.s.y and let me f.u.c.k you.”

Maggie felt a fresh wave of l.u.s.t tingle through her.

”Yes, Master,” she murmured submissively. ”If that's what you want.”

”It is.” His hands tightened again. ”Now get ready. I'm going to come almost all the way out of you and then go back in. Not hard-not at first-but deep. Very deep in your little c.u.n.t.”

”Yes, Master,” she breathed again. Biting her lip she looked down again and watched as the long, thick shaft of his c.o.c.k slid slowly out of her. His c.o.c.k was throbbing and s.h.i.+ny with her honey and so thick she couldn't believe it fit inside of her. Then he paused, with only the head inside her and looked into her eyes.

”Get ready, Maggie,” he murmured. ”Gonna f.u.c.k you now. Going to fill that hot little c.u.n.t with my c.o.c.k until I shoot my c.u.m deep in your p.u.s.s.y.”

”Yes,” Maggie whispered, her hands tightening to fists on his shoulders. ”Yes, Kor-do it.”

With a low growl he pushed back into her in a long, slow, steady slide. It wasn't painful but as he had promised it was very, very deep. Maggie moaned as she felt him bottom out inside her again, the broad head of his c.o.c.k kissing the mouth of her womb, pressing hard against her as though demanding entrance.

”Kor,” she moaned. ”Oh, G.o.d, yes-please, do it again. Don't stop!”

”Not going to, sweetheart. Not going to stop again until we both come,” he growled. And with that, he pulled out again and thrust in even deeper this time. So deep that Maggie felt like he was reaching for her very soul.

”Kor!” she gasped, digging her nails into his broad shoulder. ”Oh, G.o.d, please!”

”Such a polite little girl,” he murmured, beginning to find his rhythm inside her. ”Such nice manners the way you beg to be f.u.c.ked.”

Maggie couldn't answer. With each deep plunge of his thick shaft into her p.u.s.s.y, she was being pushed closer to the edge. She never would have believed that she could come again after all the o.r.g.a.s.ms Kor had given her while he tasted her p.u.s.s.y. But the building pleasure inside her wasn't to be denied.

There was something else too-something besides the pleasure. Every time he thrust into her, she felt almost as though a bond was being formed, a cord of communion that was growing between them, pulling them closer together and not just their bodies.

At the same time, though Kor's hands were still planted firmly on her hips, she swore she could feel someone tugging on her nipples, twisting them gently, making her pleasure even fiercer, stoking the fire hotter. But that was crazy...impossible, right?

If it was, then why did she also feel something touching between her legs. Not the place where Kor was thrusting-she felt it against her c.l.i.t-almost like a hot, knowledgeable tongue licking her, adding to the overwhelming stimulation to make her come.

The sensations were strange but they added to her pleasure so intensely that Maggie couldn't seem to get upset about them. All she could think about was how good it felt-how right to have Kor buried to the hilt inside her. And all she could feel was how much she cared for him and how connected she felt to him in this instant of fleeting intimacy.

”G.o.ds, sweetheart, you're so tight,” Kor said hoa.r.s.ely. ”You feel so good wrapped around me. Just wish I could taste your p.u.s.s.y at the same time.”

You already are, Maggie almost said but just then she felt her pleasure coming to a peak.

”Kor,” she gasped. ”Oh, G.o.d, Kor...coming...going to come so hard.”

”Come for me, sweetheart,” he growled, tightening his grip on her hips and thrusting even deeper. ”Come all over my c.o.c.k while I f.u.c.k you.”

Maggie couldn't help herself-though she wanted to prolong this moment and never let it end, she was tilting over the edge. With a soft cry, she wrapped her arms around Kor's neck and pressed close to him as the o.r.g.a.s.m washed over her, dragging her out to a sea of pleasure, almost drowning her in its sweetness.

”That's right, come. Let it all go and come,” Kor murmured. ”G.o.ds, I can feel you squeezing me. Can't stand it much more...”

”Then you come too,” Maggie urged him and in that moment, she wanted nothing more. ”Come in me, Kor-fill me up with your seed...with your self. Please, I want you to.”

Kor groaned and Maggie felt him pull back and thrust into her as hard and as deep as he could. Then he held rock solid-completely still and steady as he began to fill her with his c.u.m.

She bit back a moan as she felt him spurt inside her. G.o.d, she'd never felt this with any other man-had never felt anything like this before ever, for that matter.

This is right-more than right, perfect! This is where I'm supposed to be, the man I'm supposed to be with.

The certainty inside her was incontrovertible. Not even the nagging little voice of guilt could drown it out. To Maggie, it felt like coming home.

In that moment, she felt completely connected to Kor...and also completely in love with him.

Kor groaned as he filled her, loving the way her tight little channel was milking his c.o.c.k. It was almost as though she was trying to get every last drop of his c.u.m inside her and G.o.ds, did it feel good!

But it wasn't just the physical sensations that overwhelmed him. At this moment, holding her in his arms, he knew he would never be able to let her go. She was his now-he had claimed her and tied her to him. She belonged to him and he to her and at that moment, nothing else mattered.

Slowly the pleasure ebbed but Kor still didn't want to let her go. He kept his arms around her and pressed his face to her hair, breathing in her scent, holding her close to his heart.

Maggie...Oh G.o.ds, love you so much. Can't help it-I know I shouldn't but I do. I love you!

”I love you too,” she whispered in his ear.

Kor pulled back and looked at her in surprise.

”What did you say?”

”I said, I love you too,” she repeated and burst into tears.

Kor didn't know what to do.