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He had Rook stripped naked and seated on his desk, legs spread open and his rings laid out on either side. Emmrich remained fully clothed, the only flash of skin was the top buttons undone at Rook's insistence, wanting to see more of him. The glimmer of gold framed Rook’s figure perfectly, and the necromancer had to take a step back and admire the sight on his desk.

“Beautiful, darling,” he muttered as he took in a sharp breath at the way Rook looked at him.

“Come here,” Rook reached for him.

A chuckle emitted from Emmrich’s throat as he complied, leaning forward into his love’s embrace and crashing their lips together. He swallowed the moan Rook let out as they tasted each other. A rush of heat of his own pulsed through his body, making his pants strain with the ever growing and ever insatiated need for Rook.

“Mmm,” Emmrich groaned into the kiss as his hands roamed all over Rook’s body. He studied every dip and curve, memorizing every inch of his love. He huffed with amusement as his tongue tangled with Rook’s and he found a particularly sensitive spot. “I could never get enough of you, my darling.”

Rook’s mind spun already just from his kiss. And Emmrich’s touch was almost intoxicating, “Neither can I, Emmrich,” Rook mumbled as he moved down to nibble on a sensitive spot of the neck. 

“Decadently sweet, my darling,” Emmrich murmured against Rook’s skin as he licked at the tight muscle on the base of the neck, making Rook mewl. 

Rook clung to Emmrich’s shoulders, tugging at his shirt and wrinkling the fine fabric. But Emmrich didn’t care, in fact he hardly noticed as his mind was consumed with his lover. It was only when Rook’s hand made its way to his hair and gave the greys a tug that he groaned.

“Emmrich…” Rook sighed as tender hands caressed up and down.

“I have you, darling,” he gave Rook one last kiss before he broke away to admire the sight before him once again. 

“And you always will,” Rook replied without a hint of doubt or hesitation.

The necromancer hummed as his eyes trailed down his beloved’s body. His hands followed his gaze, starting at Rook’s jaw. Cupping it gently to kiss Rook again, Emmrich ran his hands down to pinch at Rook’s nipples, and he delighted in the reaction that pulled. He gently massaged Rook’s chest for a moment before he adjusted his posture, holding onto his love by the hip with one arm while the other snaked in between the legs.

“Rook.”

“Please, Emmrich,” Rook all but begged, “You can’t stop now.”

His eyes darkened as he cupped between Rook’s legs, feeling the arousal that built up there. “Dearest,” he whispered as he carefully pushed a finger inside.

Rook’s mouth dropped open and eyes shut. All Rook could do was pant as Emmrich quickly added a second finger. The connection was a feeling unlike anything else Rook had ever felt before, and it caused a flutter within Rook’s chest.

“Maker,” Emmrich gasped as Rook’s warmth enveloped his fingers.

“Move, Emmrich… Please.”

He placed a tender kiss on the lips before he rested his forehead against Rook’s. He groaned, feeling his cock strain as his fingers slowly pumped in and out of his love. The sounds that came from Rook’s mouth were tantalizing, and it only spurred him on more. Encouraged with every moan and cry, Emmrich moved a little faster, savoring every little sound he heard.

But there was another sound that added more to the moment: his bracelets. The way they clanged and chimed with every thrust of his arm harmonized with Rook’s moans perfectly. And it was beautiful music to the necromancer’s ears. He grinned against his love as he realized this was what Rook intended all along... Clever. 

“Darling…”

Rook’s eyes blinked open and were met with Emmrich’s loving gaze. A deep sigh warmed their faces as Rook’s heart skipped a beat. But, just as Rook was about to say something witty in response, Emmrich’s fingers found just the right spot deep inside. “Oh!” Rook cried out, “Emm…”

“That’s it’ darling,” he purred as he pumped his fingers in and out, slowly and reply, feeling every soft spot inside of Rook, “Show me, love,” he murmured as his voice went hoarse from his own strain, “Show me how beautiful you are when you come undone.”

All Rook could do was cry out in ecstasy as the room spun. With every thrust of Emmrich’s long fingers, coming undone became closer and closer. Waves of pleasure crashed through Rook as tingles erupted all over. Heat rose between the two lovers as Emmrich murmured soft praises in Rook’s ear as he thrust his fingers as deep as he could reach. 

“Emmrich…” Rook moaned as a climax quickly built up inside.

“Come, darling. I’m here to catch you.”

His voice was that final push that sent Rook tumbling over the edge. Emmrich’s fingers hooked inside, stroking that sweet spot deep inside of Rook over and over again as screams of pleasure echoed in the room. Rook’s legs trembled on either side of his slender body. Leaning on him for support, Rook’s orgasm made the room feel like it was on fire and inside a tornado at the same time. It was overwhelming pleasure in the best way possible, and Rook knew it was something that could only have come from Emmrich. His expert touch mixed with his unwavering adoration was the perfect formula to make Rook come completely undone. And Rook would have it no other way.

As tears started to form in the corners of Rook’s eyes, Emmrich knew it was time to back off. For now at least. He slowed his movements, coaxing just that last bit of climax from Rook’s body before he stilled his fingers inside. Every little moan and whimper went right to his core as he felt the sticky evidence of Rook’s release on his palm.

Rook was a mess, and had never looked more beautiful to Emmrich.

“Exquisite, my dearest,” he hummed in Rook’s ear before kissing it.

The only response Rook had was a breathy laugh. A gasp then escaped Rook’s throat as Emmrich slowly pulled his fingers out, his bracelets jingling slightly at the careful movement. Immediately, his arms wrapped around Rook and held on tightly. He placed a series of light kisses on the side of his love’s head, his lips lingering on the temple for just a moment longer.

“Emmrich…” Rook breathed before kissing the necromancer deeply.

“Darling,” he whispered between tender kisses.

Rook’s hands landed on Emmrich’s chest, gently trying to push him back. But, Rook found him unmoveable. Breaking away from the kiss, Rook questioned, “Emmrich?”

Suddenly the treasure the three of you sought after didn’t matter to the two men. All they cared about was getting you back and having the three of you together again- a team.

“She has strength that neither of us have,” Ezra tried to offer a comfort as he stepped closer, “She’ll be alright.”

“She better be,” Tovar growled as he stared at his companion. As he looked into the soft brown eyes framed by the soft brown hair and just the hint of blonde, his shoulders released the tension they held. Something about this man brought out a tenderness in the merc that no one had done  before. Between you and Ezra, Tovar was a goner before he even realised it. 

Ezra reached for him and grabbed his arm, giving it a single squeeze in a silent gesture that both men understood perfectly. He even managed to pull a flash of a grin from his companion, which made Ezra’s heart pound in his chest. 

But now was not the time for romance and feelings. Now, they had to save you; they had to get you back. Ezra let out a deep breath as he sheathed his knife and moved to the control panel that sat on the far wall. “Let us see…” he mumbled more to himself than to Tovar as he scanned the screens. 

Tovar moved behind him, watching the prospector as he clicked through the controls. His gaze lingered on Ezra for several moments as he watched his fingers move nimbly across the keys. Clearing his throat, Tovar scanned the room, keenly aware of the exits and ready to strike should any other enemies burst through the door. It wasn’t until Ezra let out a howl of excitement that he snapped his head back, “What is it?”

“I believe I found her,” Ezra breathed as he turned to Tovar, “There,” he pointed to the end of a long hallway on the other end of the ship.

“Good work,” Tovar said through gritted teeth as he tapped Ezra’s shoulder, “Let’s go.”

Ezra nodded as he grabbed his weapon once more, “We’re coming, Flower,” he muttered to himself. 

The two of them ran as fast as they could down the cold and dark hallway of the ship. This group of mercenaries had a bigger and nicer ship than they had, but it didn’t matter to them. Their old, rusty, dusty ship was home, and it was only home because the three of them were there together. Exploring the stars and hunting for treasure together was a life that was perfect for all three of you. And things wouldn’t be right until Tovar and Ezra got you back and the three of you were a team again.

They weren’t alone, though, and the moment they turned down the hallway where Ezra said you were being kept, they were met with a new group of enemies. And they looked dangerous.

“Ten men,” Tovar grumbled.

“We can take them,” Ezra sounded confident as he pulled out his blaster, “Ready, Cactus?” he smirked.

Tovar scoffed as he pulled out his own blade, “You know I hate that name,” he replied with a hint of a grin of his own.

“I know,” Ezra quipped back before they both launched themselves at the group of mercenaries.

The hallway turned into an explosion of gunfire and clashes of swords. Ezra stayed on the perimeter to cover for Tovar as he lashed out at the group of men. With ease, the merc sliced through one after the other, barely breaking a sweat. Ezra concentrated his fire, careful not to hit his companion while taking the enemies down.

As Tovar’s sword clanged with one of the larger men, another snuck up behind him. He gritted his teeth as he fought him off, parrying every hit he swung at him. Ezra kept glancing back at the two of them, all too aware of the looming threat to one of his partners. Just as the lurker raised his sword to stab Tovar in the back, Ezra knocked down the man he wrestled with just in time to fire at the enemy, knocking him down to the ground.

“Good shot,” Tovar growled as he knocked his opponent out before stabbing him.

“Good hit,” Ezra responded back with a cheer in his tone.

The two men were alone once more, piles of bodies lining the floor around them. They panted, exhausted from their strenuous search. But, they knew it would be worth it as long as you were on the other side of the locked door in front of them.

“This one,” Ezra said as he approached the door, “Be ready,” he added as he worked the lock.

“I’m ready,” Tovar grunted as he tightened his grip on his sword. Maker help anyone who dared to hurt you.

“There,” Ezra exhaled as he got the door open. Quickly, he grabbed his gun once more, readying himself for another fight. Together, the two men bolted through the door, weapons in hand and muscles tensed.

But both Ezra and Tovar’s mouths dropped open when they saw what greeted him behind the cell door.

“It’s about time you boys showed up,” you grinned as you sat on the bench in the cell. You weren’t alone in there, but no one was a threat to you. Not anymore. Three more mercs laid on the floor, fallen to you. You saw the shocked looks on their faces and couldn’t help but laugh, “What?” you shrugged your shoulders, “I’m not helpless, you know,” you paused, “Even If they did manage to sneak up on me once.”

“Their mistake,” Tovar huffed as relief washed over him.

Ezra nodded, “Shall we take you home now, flower?”

You sighed as your features softened, “That sounds wonderful.”

*

The stars illuminated the tiny room you, Ezra and Tovar shared on your little, old ship. The three of you laid tangled together on the uncomfortable bed with nothing but sweat on your bodies and evidence of hours of passion. You couldn’t remember how long you all spent together, and you almost couldn’t remember a time when you weren’t with the two men. But, now that you were all reunited, everything was perfect again.

“Are you sure you’re alright, flower?” Ezra asked as he cupped your face, searching for any sign of pain.

“I’m fine, Ezra, really,” You reassured him with a tender kiss on his lips. From the other side of you, a grunt called your attention. Smiling into your kiss, you broke away before turning to Tovar and kissed him just as deeply.

“Our cactus was worried about you,” Ezra jested.

Tovar grumbled into your kiss before he broke away, “I…” his brows furrowed, ready to deny any allegations that he had feelings. But, watching you and Ezra stare at him, his resolve melted, “I hadn’t had a fear like that before, tesoro,” he admitted in a low tone.

You smiled as you cradled his jaw, feeling the stuff under your palm, “Is our mercenary growing a heart, I wonder?” you teased.

“Ay meirda,” Tovar spat, but he couldn’t help the smirk on his face as you and Ezra laughed together.

Ezra watched as the two of you shared a special moment. He savored nights like this, where it was just the three of you together under the stars. Committing the image to memory in his head, Ezra sighed, “A prospector, a mercenary and a treasure hunter,” he muttered, “What a team we are.”

You turned back to him, both you and Tovar meeting his gaze, “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” you said as you pulled them both in and settled back down onto the bed. Ezra and Tovar wrapped their arms around you, holding each other while keeping you in between them. Together, you all made yourself comfortable on the bed made for two.

But, you broke the comfortable silence, “Thank you,” you whispered, “For coming after me.”

“We will always come for you, flower,” Ezra replied as he kissed your forehead.

“Even if you can be a pain in the ass sometimes,” Tovar chimed in with a kiss of his own.

He had you stripped bare before him and on your back out on a pile of blankets. Only the moonlight illuminated your bodies as you laid together under the stars. There was a slight nip in the air, but you didn’t feel it at all under Lucanis’ warm gaze. 

“Are you always such a romantic, Lucanis?” you smirked.

Lucanis gazed down at you from where he hovered, his arms on either side of your body to frame you between his hands, “Why don’t you find out?” he replied with a quip of his own.

You couldn’t help but laugh softly, and Lucanis joined in your laughter.

“Your laughter is music to my ears,” his tone dropped as he turned more serious, “And…” Lucanis closed the gap between your faces, taking your lips with his own in a tender, sweet kiss. You moaned into him as you grabbed his arms. “You taste so good,” he murmured against your skin before he kissed you again.

“Mmm,” you hummed into his kiss as his tongue danced with yours.

“Mas dulce que cafe,” Lucanis whispered.

Sweeter than coffee, you echoed in your mind. Any smart reply you had vanished from your thoughts as he kissed you again. This kiss was deeper, more passionate than the last, yet it was still slow. Lucanis took his time with you, tasting every corner of your mouth, savoring you.

When he finally broke away from his kiss, you inhaled deeply to fill your lungs again. Although you felt like you didn’t even need air with Lucanis around; his kisses were all you needed to survive. But, you felt breathless once more as he kissed his way down your neck, licking and nibbling at your skin. You buried a hand in his hair, tugging gently as he sucked at a particularly sensitive spot.

A slight giggle escaped your lips as goosebumps erupted on your skin. You knew he felt it too because you felt a low rumble from deep in his throat. That rumble went right to your core, though, sending warmth throughout your body.

“Lucanis…” you breathed as he shifted himself down.

“I know, mi amor,” he muttered as he kissed his way across your chest.

As he reached your nipple and wrapped his lips around it, you let out a loud moan. Arching your back into him, you tugged at his hair harder, encouraging him. You bit your lip to stifle another cry as Lucanis’ tongue rolled around your nipple before he gently bit it.

“You like that, amor?” he smirked as he glanced up at you with half lidded eyes.

“Tease,” you sighed back with a smile of your own.

“I am enjoying myself,” Lucanis’ eyes lit up as he dipped his head down and licked your other nipple, “Every inch of you is sweeter than the last,” he muttered as he kissed his way down your stomach, “But there is one thing I am craving more.”

“You’re impossible, Lucanis,” you tried to roll your eyes playfully, but his kisses distracted you from your banter.

“Just as impossible as you, mi amor.”

“Luc…” you were cut off by his mouth in between your legs, and you let out a gasp as you felt his tongue on you, “Fuck!”

Lucanis hummed with satisfaction as he devoured you. He gripped your thighs tightly as he licked and sucked between your legs. From the first moment he tasted you, he was addicted. He craved you every moment of every day, and even after having you, Lucanis always needed more. He felt his heart pound in his chest as he covered you with his mouth, greedily taking more of you.

You felt like you could float away if it weren’t for his strong grip holding you in place. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you arched your back. Cries of bliss filled the air as you felt his tongue swirl around you, lapping at every sensitive spot. Your legs trampled on either side of his head as you felt heat build from your core and your skin tingled with pleasure.

As you panted, you heard the sound of obscene splurging from between your legs as Lucanis ravaged you. If you were in a clearer headspace, you would have thought that he got just as much pleasure out of this as you did. And you would have been right. Blinking your eyes open- you didn’t even remember closing them- you caught a glimpse of his head between your thighs, and it made you groan as a fresh wave of pleasure pulsed through your body.

Dropping your head back down, you moaned even louder, “Lucanis… I’m gonna…”

He wanted to tell you to cum in his mouth. He wanted to tell you to let go, that he had you, that he would always have you. He wanted to tell you how good you tasted, and how beautiful you looked when you lost yourself. But he couldn’t tear himself away; he became too lost in you, too consumed with pleasuring you. Instead, Lucanis sucked harder, determined to send you over the edge.

It didn’t take long for Lucanis to get what he wanted, and you came hard with a loud scream. Your entire body shook as tears filled the corners of your eyes from the overwhelming sensations. You cried out his name as you yanked at his hair and surrendered yourself fully to him, trusting him completely.

Lucanis kept going until he was sure he got every drop of your release, only breaking away with reluctance as you came down from your high. He pushed himself up to admire you as he licked his lips, not wanting to waste a single drop of your juices.

“Mierda,” he sighed as he watched you recover.

You opened your eyes and you felt your heart skip a beat from the way he looked at you. No one had ever looked at you with such admiration and awe the way Lucanis did, and you were sure you would never get used to it.

“Come here,” you whispered as you opened your arms for him.

“As you wish,” Lucanis grinned as he lunged forward, covering your body with his as you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him in for a kiss. You both moaned into each other as you tasted yourself on his tongue.

As you locked your lips with his, you tried to roll your bodies over so that you could straddle Lucanis, but he stopped you. Breaking away, you looked at him with questioning eyes, “Lucanis?”

“I am not finished with you yet, mi amor,” he groaned as he leaned forward again to nibble on your earlobe, “I want to spend all night kissing every inch of you,” he kissed the nape of your neck, “I want to taste you over and over again,” Lucanis savored the moan you let out.

Tonight, it was Santiago who had you in his lap. And fuck you looked so beautiful. The way you shook your ass to the beat of the music was mesmerizing. He groaned as he caressed your hips as you writhed in his lap. The beads on your tiny outfit caught the light spectacularly. And you were so warm against him that Santiago couldn’t help but harden under your thighs.

“Santi…” you murmured his name as you turned around to face him, your hands skimming over the stubble on his jaw.

“You look so pretty tonight, baby,” he smirked at you as you continued to dance in his lap. And the fact that this happened right in the middle of the club in sight of everyone only turned him on more. 

“So do you, baby,” you cooed. 

Santiago groaned as he bucked his hips up against your body, his hands squeezing your ass. He knew other people watched, and he was sure there were some that wanted the same thing as he was getting. You were aware too, and it wasn’t your first time being with Santi like this. Truth be told, you were just as turned on as he was because of it.

But it was just your job, you kept telling yourself. With anyone else, it was easy. Even Santiago’s friends, who you were fond of, were easy to push aside when their time was up. They were all kind and good men, but they were just clients to you. No, it was only Santiago that was different. You couldn’t let it show, though; it was your job. 

“What do you say about taking things a little further, baby?” Santiago purred in your ear as he nibbled on your skin. His hand fondled your ass before it moved around to the front of your thigh, his fingers just grazing the little piece of fabric that covered your pussy.

“Mmm, you thinking what I’m thinking?” you grinned as your lips hovered over his.

“How about we give these fuckers a real show, huh?” Santi’s tone dropped as his fingers slipped under the fabric and ghosted over your folds.

You gasped as your mouth dropped open as his thick finger played with your pussy. Santi always took such good care of you, and you did in return. His touch sent jolts of electricity up your spine as he pushed a finger inside you. The moan you let out was drowned out by the music around you, but Santi could still feel it against his skin.

“That’s it, baby,” he groaned as he felt your warmth around his finger. He exhaled deeply as he pushed another finger in you, making you mewl in his ear. Santi’s hardness got too much to ignore, and the way you rocked in his lap only added to his need. “I gotta fuck you now, baby.”

“Then fuck me, Santiago,” you murmured as you ran your hands down his chest, giving his pecs a squeeze before you unzipped his pants and freed his cock.

“Glady,” he pulled his fingers out of you and adjusted himself under you so that his cock lined up with your pussy, “And with all these people watching too,” he growled as he guided your hips down, impaling you with his length, “Fuck,” his eyes went from your open mouth to the many pairs of gawking eyes from around the club, “I bet they all wish they were here right now,” he murmured in your ear as he sat you in his lap.

“Let them watch,” you moaned as you rested your forehead against his, “I want them to watch how good you fuck me, baby.”

Santiago let out a low growl as he jerked his hips up into you, “Good,” he thrust again as he squeezed your hips hard, “Let them watch how good you take me,” he grunted as he thrust again and you moaned loudly, “Let them watch how fucking sexy you are riding my lap like this.”

“Fuck… Santi…” you cried out as you threw your head back and rocked your hips to match his pace. 

The two of you ground your hips together to the beat of the music in the middle of the club. All the peering eyes felt just additions to the lights as you lost yourselves in each other. Your pussy wrapped around his cock tightly, and he could tell from how wet you were that you were genuinely turned on. And so was he. The thrill of fucking you right int he middle of the club was unlike anything else, and Santi had done a lot with you.

“You feel so good, baby,” Santi murmured as his hands ran up your sides to grab your breasts, “So fucking good.”

“Santi…” you moaned, all the wit leaving your body with every thrust of his hips.

He watched in awe as your mouth hung open, letting out moans and screams that he couldn’t always hear. But he could feel it. And he could feel you. Every little movement in his lap went a wave of pleasure through his body. You were unlike anything Santiago Garcia had ever felt before, and he craved more. 

“Fuck…” he grunted as his hips stuttered from how good you felt around him, “Baby I need you to cum.”

“Then make me, Santi,” you moaned as you leaned forward and took his lips with yours.

Santi groaned in your mouth as he tasted you. His hand snaked in between your bodies to rub at your clit as his tongue tangled with yours. He swallowed the moan you let out as his hand on your clit synchronized with the thrusts of his hips. The chair he sat in rocked and skidded from the force of his movements. 

Breaking away, you moaned loudly, “Santi! Fuck!”

Chills ran through your whole body as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into you. Your climax hit without warning as you squeezed Santi’s cock while your body trembled in his arms. Screaming his name, you jerked your hips in his lap as tears filled your eyes from how good you felt.

“Shit, baby,” he growled as he felt you tense around him. Santi thrust his hips deeply into you a few more times before he also fell apart, spilling himself inside you as he groaned your name in your ear. Fire felt like it flowed through his veins, and he gladly embraced it as he rode out both your orgasms right in the middle of the club.

“Fuck,” you huffed as you collapsed forward, resting against Santi’s chest as you breathed heavily.

“I think that was the best fuck we ever had,” Santi laughed against you as he rubbed your back, “You alright?”

Lifting yourself up to meet his gaze, you smiled, “Best fuck we ever had,” you threw his words back at him with a grin, “But I agree,” your tone dropped as you leaned in and kissed him deeply. You would have liked to stay there all night, in Santi’s lap with his cock buried deep inside you and his arms securely around you, but the weight of many heavy gazes around you caught your attention, “I gotta get back to work, baby.”

*

“So when are you gonna man up and tell her?” Frankie’s voice broke Santiago out of his thoughts. 

He turned his eyes to his friend before looking away, “I don’t know what you mean,” Santi shrugged and tried to act nonchalant as he took a swig of his beer. 

“Fuck, man,” Frankie rolled his eyes, “You haven’t taken your eyes off her all night.”

Santiago met Frankie’s gaze in a challenge. But, when neither backed down, he let out a deep sigh, “Shit,” he ran his hands through his hair, “I can’t man. It’s…”

“Shit, Pope, do you love the girl or not?” Frankie snapped.

His abrupt snap came as a surprise, but Santi couldn’t deny it any longer, “Am I that fucking obvious?” he said with a weak laugh. 

“You are,” Frankie nudged him, “Even Benny can see the way you make heart eyes at her.”

“Shit,” Santi muttered under his breath. Hanging his head down, he sighed. Frankie was right of course. He should tell you. Even if it doesn’t change anything, and it wouldn’t unless you wanted it to, he should tell you.

Looking back up, Santi scanned the room for you, but he couldn’t find you. “Shit,” he spat as he darted away from Frankie and scoured the club for you. The last time he saw you, you were roaming around with a tray of shot in your hand, and he knew you couldn’t have passed them all out in the time he talked to Frankie. 

After not finding you, Santi decided to try out back. He wasn’t supposed to be back in the alley, only employees were supposed to be there. But he had to make sure you were safe. Bursting through the door, he heard yelling, and Santi moved before his mind caught up with him.

“Get the fuck off her!” Santi found the source of the shouts, and ripped the guy off of you. He had you pinned against the alley wall, ready to hurt you, but Santi wouldn’t let that happen. Kicking the man and shoving him against the opposite wall, Santi spat insults and curses at him.

“Santi…” you breathed in relief. You stayed against the wall as Santi pulled him back up and shouted in his face.

“If I ever find you in the club or anywhere near her again, I will kill you. Understand?” he never sounded more angry in his life.

The man instantly changed from a mean, tough guy into a crying baby, and he nodded before he hobbled off into the night. Santiago watched as he disappeared into the shadows, making sure he was gone before he turned back to you. “Baby?” he cupped your face, “You ok?”

You gasped as your mind caught up to you, “Y-yeah…” you looked Santi in the eyes as you repeated yourself in a more confident tone, “Yeah, I’m fine,” you let out a shaky breath, “Thank you, Santi.”

Santi’s face softened as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, “You don’t have to thank me,” he held you tightly, “I’ll do anything to keep you safe,” he murmured against you.

“Santi?” you pulled away just enough to look into his eyes again.

He exhaled deeply, “I…” he cleared his throat, “I’ll always protect you, baby. I love you,” he paused as your mouth dropped open, “It doesn’t matter to me that you do this, I don’t care. And if you don’t feel the same, we can pretend this never happened. Or you can tell me to fuck off…”

Santiago was interrupted when you slammed your lips against his, kissing him deeply. A muffled surprised gasp came from his lips before he leaned into your kiss, holding you even tighter.

“I love you too, Santi,” you whispered against his lips, “I have for a long time now…”

Santi smirked against you, “Aren’t we a pair?”

You laughed back, “Apparently.”

He kissed you again, slowly yet deeply. He took his time with you, feeling every inch of you he could. When he broke away, Santi murmured, “How about you take the rest of the night off? We can make up for lost time.”

“Santi,” you couldn’t help but laugh, “We’ve been fucking this whole time!”

“Yes,” he cupped your chin, “But we haven’t made love,” Santi’s tone dropped as his gaze bore into you.

You gasped as you felt a jolt of arousal between your legs, “Well, what are we waiting for?” 

*

“Oh fuck!Santi!”

Santiago’s curls filled the space between your parted legs as his hands kept them open. He wouldn’t dream of bringing his head up to look at how beautiful you were though. You tasted too good to break away. Instead, he groaned into you as he tongue ran up and down your folds.

You screamed as you arched your back as Santi ravaged you. One hand stayed buried in his hair, tugging at his thick locks while the other clutched at his sheets. You threw your head back to cry out more as his tongue hit your clit.

“Oh fuck!” you moaned as his lips wrapped around your clit and he sucked hard, “Santi!”

He wanted to encourage your screams. He wanted to tell you to say his name over and over again. He wanted to tell you how good you tasted and how fucking pretty you were. But Santi couldn’t break away, even for a breath. He was too hooked, too addicted to you.

Santi kneaded your thighs as he devoured your pussy. You had cum twice already and it still wasn’t enough. No, Santiago Garcia wasn’t going to stop until you begged him to. He was determined to make you cum over and over and over again until you couldn’t move your body. And then he would hold you close and watch over you as you slept safely in his arms.

“Santi… I’m…” you cried out as you felt another climax quickly build.

He slurped at you loudly and obscenely as he ran his tongue up and down your pussy, flicking hard at every spot that made you mewl. He groaned into you and dug his fingers into your skin as he picked up and pace, ready for you to splash him again with your release. And he didn't have to wait long to get what he wanted.

With another loud scream of his name, you came hard. Your legs shook on either side of his head as your body felt like it was about to float away if it weren’t for his strong grip. Tears fell from your eyes as you never felt this good. Your body shook as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through you.

You gasped as you flopped down limp on his bed, “Santi…” you breathed, “Fuck!”

Finally, he broke away from you, grinning at you as his entire face glistened with your juices, “Fuck me,” he huffed, “You are so fucking pretty.”

You  opened your eyes and your heart fluttered in your chest from the way he looked at you, “I love you Santi,” you whispered, “This is something new for us,” you added with a laugh.

“I never want to stop,” Santi groaned as he licked his lips, “Ready for another round baby?”

“Already?!” your eyes shot wide.

“Hey there sweet girl,” a slimy voice said from behind you as a shadowy figure appeared right over your shoulder, “What are you doing out here all alone?”

“I’m not alone,” you spun around to face him, only to find he moved in a flash to be behind you again.

“You sure look alone,” his voice sent a chill up your spine as he pinned you against the brick wall of the alley.

“Let me go!” you fought back, struggling as best you could against the supernatural strength that held you.

“You smell too good to let go,” he grinned darkly as fangs descended and his mouth opened wide.

Just as quickly as you found yourself pinned and trapped, you found yourself free as another figure stood in front of you. Your assailant was thrown to the ground on the other side of the street, and suddenly he wasn’t so intimidating anymore. 

“The lady said to let her go,” a familiar voice boomed, the anger palpable even to you, “Now get the fuck out of here before I tear the skin off your fucking bones.”

You breathed a sigh of relief as you knew the voice of your savior. He stepped closer to the man who held you, continuing to hurl insults and threats to the man, who now cowered in fear. The man mumbled something you couldn’t hear before he took off in a flash, and your savior stayed still for a moment to make sure he was gone before he turned to you.

“Baby? You alright?” Frank asked, his tone softer as he held your face and looked you over.

“I’m ok,” your voice sounded distant as you took in the look of concern in his eyes, “Thank you, Frank.” 

He smiled, a genuine smile that he only reserved for you. But his face turned serious, “Baby you can’t be out here all by yourself. What are you doing here anyway?”

A smirk lit up your face, “Looking for you.”

*

“Fuck… Frank…” you moaned as you found yourself pinned against the wall once more. But this time it was different.

This time, Frank had you up against the wall in his home, and you were there willingly. He grinded his hips against yours as he kissed you deeply, tasting and savoring you. Your body was so warm against his cold one, and it ignited something within him that he fought to keep down. There was something about you that Frank couldn’t deny, and it made his heart feel like it beat again for the first time in a long time.

“Baby…” he murmured against you as his hands roamed all over your body.

You moaned as you arched your back into his touch. You clawed at his shirt, desperate to tug it off, to which he happily obliged. Frank smirked at you as you drank in the sight of him without a shirt as if it was your first time. Turning mischievous, Frank used his vampire powers to strip you of your clothes in a flash, something that always caught you off guard and made you laugh at the same time. 

“Frank!” you squealed in surprise, “Shit!”

He joined in your laughter as he used his supernatural powers once more and lifted you up to pin you against the wall again. “You’re so fucking pretty, baby,” he murmured before he kissed you again.

Moaning into his mouth, you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders and your legs around his waist, “Frank…” you whimpered as the need within you grew, “Fuck me, please…”

“With pleasure, baby,” Frank groaned as he leaned against your body to keep you in place as he slipped a hand down to unzip his jeans.

You whimpered as you felt his cold cock pop out from his pants and rub against your pussy, “Frank…”

“I know baby,” he growled as the need grew in him too, “I need you too,” a low rumble emitted from deep in his throat as the tip of his cock pressed against your entrance, your warmth already engulfing him, “Fuck…”

A scream from deep in your throat filled the room as Frank pushed into you. His groan echoed with yours as his eyes rolled back into his head from entering you.

“Fuck, baby,” Frank growled as his forehead rested against yours, “You ok?”

“Move,” you huffed as you adjusted to his thickness and the coldness of his cock. It was unlike anything else you had ever felt before, and you craved it unlike anything else, “Frank…”

He groaned as he thrust forward again, making you cry out in pleasure. Frank murmured a string of curses under his breath with every thrust of his hips. “Fuck you feel so fucking good,” he sighed.

“Frank… You too,” you moaned as you dug your nails into his cold shoulders.Sex with a vampire was like nothing else you had ever experienced before, especially this one. Another thrust of his hips diving his cock deeper inside you made you scream louder, and you wrapped your legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer. 

“Bite me,” you whispered in his ear.

Frank’s fangs shot out the moment the words left your lips. He growled as primal instincts took over and he hovered his teeth over your neck. Against his lips, Frank felt the warmth of your skin and the pulse of your blood. It called to him louder than anything ever had before. But, he stopped himself before his teeth made contact with your skin. 

“Are you sure, baby?” he asked, his whole body straining as he fought to hold himself back.

“Yes,” you breathed instantly, your voice completely sure. 

As soon as he got confirmation, Frank sunk his teeth into your neck, your warm blood spilling into his mouth. You screamed and gripped him tighter, both with your hands and your pussy as the sharp pain flowed through you. But it was a welcome pain, and you trusted Frank. Goosebumps erupted on your skin as he drank from you. Blood dripped down your body, smearing both your and his skin along the way.

Frank growled as he thrust into you again, rocking in and out in a fast, harsh pace as your blood filled his mouth. The taste of you was sweeter than anything Frank had ever tasted before, and it was almost intoxicating. And the way you screamed and held him only made it more meaningful to him.

“Fuck! Frank… I’m gonna…” you couldn’t even finish your sentence before your whole body trembled as you came hard against his body. His cock hit your sweet spot over and over again as your blood filled him, and the loss only made your head spin more.

He groaned into your skin as his own head became a whirlwind. The feeling of your climax against his body was overwhelming, even for a vampire like Frank, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Breaking away from your skin, he moaned your name as his own climax came over him. He held you closely as he rutted against you, riding out both of your orgasms.

With one final grunt, Frank pulled out of you, keeping his arms around you to keep you close. You whimpered at the loss, and you breathed heavily from how tired and dizzy you felt. Almost limp in his arms, you hummed contently as you rested against his shoulder as he carried you over to his bed.

“I got you, baby,” Frank murmured in your ear.

Gently, he set you down on your back. You kept your eyes closed as you settled into the comfortable black sheets. Frank stayed hovered over you for a moment, looking you over to make sure he didn’t hurt you. His eyes narrowed as he eyed the bite marks on your neck.

“Let me take care of that for you, baby,” Frank said as he was about to use his own blood to cover the bite marks he left.

“No,” you grabbed his wrist before he could as your eyes shot open. When Frank looked at you with questioning eyes, you added, “I like it,” you admitted.

He dropped his head as a smile graced his face, his vampire fangs still visible between his lips, “Alright, baby.”

“Hold me?” you asked as you gave him your best pout, knowing how well it worked on him.

The hand stifled a scream as you struggled in its strong grip. You flailed your arms around as you thrashed in an attempt to break free, but the hands that held you were too strong. Plus, you were caught off guard, so any type of advantage you could have had was gone.

It wasn’t until you heard your name in a familiar voice that you froze.

“It’s me, baby,” Javier whispered in your ear. One hand kept you still on the couch while the other stayed over your mouth. He paused for a moment, giving you the chance to tap three times to end this if you wanted to. But, when you didn’t, he went back into character. 

“Who would leave such a pretty thing home alone so late?” Javier’s tone dropped as he pushed you onto the couch on your stomach. 

You yelped as you suddenly found yourself thrown down. But, before you could react, you felt a weight on top of you, pinning you down. You tried to wiggle your way out from underneath Javier, not wanting to make this too easy for him, but he was able to keep you in place.

“Fuck you,” you spat as you thrashed under his grip.

“I plan to,” Javier smirked from behind you as he pulled his handcuffs.

He was fast and nimble with his hands, and Javier had your arms tied behind your back before you could resist much. You whipped your shoulders around in an attempt to break free, but Javier let his entire body weight sit on your hips as he pushed you back down flat. 

“You look so pretty like this,” he murmured as he ran his hands under your shirt and his calloused fingers grazed the skin of your back.

“Don’t touch me,” you jerked your body as much as you could, trying to fight the growing arousal between your legs.

“Oh,” Javier mocked you, “Don’t be like that, baby,” he let out a low growl as he suddenly yanked at your pants, tugging them off as you screamed and held your body down to keep him from undressing you.

“Stop it! No!” you yelled as you dug your hips into the couch.

“Shut your mouth,” Javier snapped, “Do you want the neighbors to hear?” It gave him an idea. Javier reached into his pocket and dug out a bandana and quickly tied it around your mouth. “It’s a shame to waste those pretty screams,” he rumbled, “But I don’t want to be interrupted.”

You whimpered as you rattled muffled insults through your gag. It only made Javier chuckle lowly. He took advantage of your distracted mind and tugged your pants and under off in one swoop, leaving you exposed. Your muffled cries only fueled him on more, and he felt his jeans tighten as he cock hardened.

“Shit, baby,” he whispered in awe as he soaked in the sight of you like this. You were cuffed, helpless, and at his mercy… and you had never looked more beautiful. Part of him wanted to stop this little game and kiss and make love to you tenderly and sweetly. But he knew how much you wanted this, and although he was reluctant at first, Javier now saw the appeal. 

Another whimper from you broke Javier out of his trance, and he was reminded of the strain between his legs. He groaned as he quickly unzipped his jeans to free his aching cock as you squirmed under him.

“Gotta have you, sweetheart,” he growled through gritted teeth.

You tried to protest, tried to mumble a “no,” but all you could do was moan. Javier grabbed your scalp and buried your face in the couch cushion with one hand while his other reached between your legs and spread you open, exposing you to him. He growled in anticipation as you whined underneath him, turning him on even more.

In the blink of an eye, Javier suddenly thrust into you without warning. Your scream was muffled by the cushion and your gag, but his groan echoed in the room as he felt your warm tightness around him.

“Fuck you feel so fucking good,” Javier rumbled. 

Tears filled your eyes at the sudden intrusion, and you felt an intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure that only Javier could bring you. You screamed into the couch as he thrust into you in slow but harsh movements. You tried to claw at him from where he bound your hands, but it was no use; all you could do was barely scratch at his skin as he had his way with you.

“Fuck,” Javier groaned as he sped up his pace, fucking you harder than he ever had before.

Your cries of pain quickly turned to pleasure as you could no longer pretend you didn’t want what Javi gave you. Muffled moans filled the gag as your eyes rolled back with every harsh thrust of his hips. He almost actually hurt you, and you loved it. You craved more. You wanted more, harder, faster.

“Javi…” you managed to mumble through the bandanna. 

“That’s it, baby,” Javi encouraged you as he slapped your ass once, making you yelp. “That’s it,” he grunted as he thrust himself as deep inside you as he possibly could.

Tears fell from your eyes as you moaned into your gag as his thick cock filled you harshly over and over again. Your world felt like it was crumbling around you, like an earthquake and a hurricane at the same time. You felt like your body was on fire and about to be ripped apart simultaneously. It was pain and it was pleasure and it was everything and more. And it was perfect.

And that was when Javi growled in your ear, “Gonna cum, baby,” his low rumble went right to your core and you squeezed your inner muscles around his cock, “You gonna let me cum in you like a good fucking girl?”

You choked on your own spit as he yanked on the back of your neck, “Uh-huh,” you mumbled through the gag.

“That’s it,” he groaned, “You gotta cum too, baby. You gotta cum on my cock even if you don’t want to.”

A mix of a whine and the most obscene moan escaped your lips as your mind spun. He adjusted his angle so that his cock struck your sweet spot with precision, and it made you cry out through your gag. Your tears soaked the bandanna as your moans got louder as your climax started to build, as much as you tried to fight it.

“I feel you fighting it, baby,” Javier growled, “It only makes me wanna make you cum more,” he sped up his thrusts, pounding into you with wanton lust that completely took over his mind.

Javier’s hips slapped against yours as heat rose in the room. It didn’t take much longer for him to get what he wanted as he felt your body tense underneath him. You screamed into the bandanna as you trembled under his body and your climax washed over your body, filling you with pleasure. Javier grunted as he finally let himself go and his hips stuttered as he came just behind you, spilling himself into you as a string of curses spilled from his lips.

Exhausted, Javier fell forward and collapsed down onto you with a groan. Together the two of you laid on the couch in a sweaty mess as you both caught your breaths. Javi kissed your skin where he could reach as he carefully tugged at the bandanna. You gasped as your mouth was freed finally and you took a deep breath through your lips.

“You ok, baby?” Javi asked in a softer tone. 

“Perfect,” you replied in a hoarse voice and a smile on your face. Turning your head to meet his gaze, you added, “Thanks for indulging me, Javi.”

Javi smiled down at your before he kissed you tenderly on the lips, “I’ll admit I enjoyed it too,” he smirked against you, “Thanks for talking me into this.”

That made you laugh as you kissed him again, chasing his lips every time he tried to pull away.

“Now let me take care of you, baby,” Javi murmured, “I got you.”

“I know you do,” you whispered as you felt him push himself up, whimpering as he pulled out of you, “I trust you, Javi.”

Javi didn’t say anything as he uncuffed you and rolled you onto your side, gathering you in his arms. He wrapped himself around you and held you close as he kissed your temple. You nuzzled into his chest as you let out a sigh, placing feather light kisses on his chest as you closed your eyes contently. 

“You know I’d never hurt you for real, right?” Javi broke the silence as he caressed you, “I’d never let anything happen to you.”

“I know, Javi,” you said, “That’s why I trust you and no one else to do this with me. We’re alright.”

“Hang on,” your voice was strained as you found a small room with a working lock far enough away from the lab you investigated. Closing and locking yourselves in, you set Frankie down onto the ground and knelt in front of him, “Frankie,” you let the worry show more in your tone, “How are you feeling?”

Frankie looked up at you with glazed over eyes as his hair fell in his face. You looked like an angel as you scanned him over for injuries or any sign of distress. But, it wasn’t pain that he was feeling. “I…” he choked on his words as his pants suddenly felt too tight, “I don’t know,” Frankie sounded annoyed and unsure; he had no idea what was happening to him. 

Your brow furrowed as you stared into his eyes. Your heart pounded as feelings threatened to bubble to the surface that you tried so hard to keep down. “It’s gonna be ok, Frankie,” your eyes darted around as you tried to come up with a plan. Digging into your tac bag, you said, “I’m gonna call the guys on the radio. See if they can help figure this o…”

“No!” Frankie cut you off. When you looked at him with a wide eyed expression, he clarified, “No,” his voice sounded strained, as if he was fighting something, “Don’t… Not yet.”

“Ok,” your voice softened as you put the radio down, “What can I do to help you? What’s wrong?”

Frankie looked at you for a moment as his thoughts raced. He thought about the first time the two of you slept together, about how beautiful you looked. He thought about how you both agreed not to let the sex get in the way of the team or your friendship, that it was only physical. He thought about how much of a lie that was as he quickly felt more for you than you obviously did for him.

“Nothing,” he coughed out as he didn’t even believe himself. Heat pulsed though his body as his cock strained in his pants and the more time he spent in this tiny locked room with you, the harder it was going to be to keep his hands to himself. 

“Nothing?!” you snapped back, “Frankie I just dragged you halfway across this town because of something you inhaled! We’re locked in a storage room and you’re sweating more than a whore in church! You have to do better than ‘nothing!’”

He winced, but your outburst was justified. Letting out a heavy sigh, Frankie tried to calm his racing thoughts as he clenched his fists tightly at his side. His arms strained to keep himself still, when all he wanted was to pounce on you and fuck you until neither of you could walk anymore.

“I’m sorry,” your voice softened, “I’m just…” scared.

Frankie couldn’t hold back anymore. The sound of your voice was overwhelming for him, and he launched himself at you, crashing your lips together in a heated kiss. Frankie swallowed the surprised moan you let out as his hands roamed all over your body. His hips bucked against you as he finally started to feel a small sense of relief just from kissing you.

“Frankie?!”

He froze. Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and he opened his eyes to find that he had already stripped you of your tactical vest, belt and your shirt was unbuttoned to reveal your bra  underneath. When did he do that? Whispering your name, Frankie’s gaze dropped to the ground, “Shit,” he murmured, “I’m sorry,” he sighed heavily, “It’s whatever was in that fucking powder. It’s making me…” Frankie paused as he looked up at you with those big brown eyes, “Want to fuck you so fucking bad.”

“Frankie…” you breathed as you looked at him with a pleading expression. It wouldn’t be the first time you’d slept together, but yet this was still different. Your mouth dropped open as your eyes trailed down his body before you could stop yourself and you noticed the large bulge in his pants.

That explained a lot.

“Shit,” he cursed under his breath as he tried to scramble away from you, “Shit. Shit,” he covered his mouth, “I can’t fucking hurt you. I won’t fucking hurt you.”

Feeling a flutter in your chest, you scooted yourself toward him and cupped his face, “Look at me, Frankie,” the resolve in your voice was clear, “I’m going to help you through this,” you paused as he opened his mouth to protest, “And you won’t hurt me. I know you won’t.”

“Baby…” 

You both launched yourselves at each other at the same time, wrapping your arms around the other. Frankie pulled you close as he crashed his lips against yours once more while you climbed onto his lap. You grabbed onto his tac vest as you writhed in his lap, grinding yourself against his hard cock over his pants.

“Fuck…” he breathed as he covered you in kisses. His hands worked to strip you of the rest of your clothes, fumbling with shaky fingers as whatever drug he inhaled pulsed through his veins.

Heavy breaths filled the small room as you adjusted in Frankie’s lap after he shimmied your pants off of you. With trembling hands of your own, you unfastened his pants and freed his cock, which sprung free and stood at full attention. You gasped when you noticed how swollen and red it was, and you were sure it was from the drug.

Straining to hold himself back, Frankie whispered, “Are you sure I won’t hurt you, baby?”

You met his eyes as your heart stopped for a second at the expression he had, “I’m sure,” you kissed him tenderly, “Let me help you, baby.”

He groaned as he helped you line yourself up with his aching cock. Perhaps if he had been more in his right mind, he would have done more for you before he fucked you, but he was too far gone. The need was too great, and it overwhelmed any other thought he would have had.

Slowly, you sunk down on his cock, whining and gasping at the stretch as you did so. Frankie let out a primal growl as he felt your heat around him. You clung to his tac vest as you lowered yourself onto his lap, tremors running up your spine with every inch that pushed into you.

Unable to stop himself, Frankie grabbed your hips and thrust you down the rest of the way, making you both yelp.

“Shit!!” Frankie gasped, “I’m sorry…”

“It’s ok,” you panted, “I’m ok.”

“Fuck…” he groaned as he rocked his hips against your body, rutting into you clumsily. Frankie grabbed your ass and kneaded the soft flesh as he stumblingly thrust up into you.

Your mouth dropped open to let the moans flow as he thrust into you from below. You held into his vest as your breasts bounced from the motion. You threw your head back and immediately he nibbled on the skin of your chest.

“Fuck, baby I’m gonna cum…” Frankie groaned right before he exploded into you. He held you even more tightly as he spilled himself into you while you whimpered in his lap.

But it wasn’t enough.

His cock was still rock hard, and Frankie growled in frustration as he lunged forward and threw you onto your back on the floor with him overtop of you. All the while, his cock never left you. Gasping at the sudden change in position, you let out a cry of surprise as you found yourself on your back.

“Frankie…” you moaned as he wasted no time pounding into you.

“Baby,” he groaned as he lost himself in your body. He grunted at how good you felt as his hips slapped against yours in a fast pace. “Fuck,” Frankie growled as his mind spun.

You wrapped your arms and legs around him, holding him close as he pounded into you. He was rougher than he had been in the past, but you welcomed it. Even through the drug, you felt the care Frankie always had, and it brought tears to your eyes as he hit that sweet spot inside you over and over again.

“Frankie… Fuck… I’m…”

He groaned as he thrust into you as deep as he could as his second orgasm hit him without warning. The feeling of your inner muscles squeezing him sent him over the edge, and Frankie grinded his hips against yours for some friction against your clit. You let out a scream of pleasure as your own climax hit right after his, making you tremble underneath him.

With a gasp, Frankie collapsed on top of you, making you huff in surprise. Together, the two of you breathed heavily in a sweaty mess on the floor until Frankie realized he was still hard.

“Shit,” he groaned in frustration, “Fuck!” his fist landed on the floor next to you.

“Keep going,” you whispered in his ear, feeling his rock hard cock still inside you.

“But…” his head shot up to look into your eyes.

“It’s ok,” you opened your eyes, blinking tears away as you cupped his face, “I’m ok,” when he opened his mouth, you interrupted, “I promise.”

Frankie breathed your name as he dipped his head and kissed you sweetly, “Fucking hit me on the head if you need to. Alright?” The message was clear: do not let me hurt you no matter what. Frankie knew you could take care of yourself, but he was always determined to protect you regardless. Even if in this instance meant protecting you from himself.

If it were any other time, you would make a smart comment about how much pleasure you would have gotten from that, but this was not the time. Instead, you nodded, “I trust you, Frankie.”

Again, your words caused a switch to flip in his head, and Frankie pounded into you at a fast and rough pace once more. He murmured your name over and over again as his hips took on a life of their own, unable to stop himself. But the way you moaned and cried out only fueled him more and he grunted as he thrust into your wet pussy. He came without fanfare, yet he kept going. Thrusting into you with fervor, Frankie groaned as he attached his mouth to your shoulder. 

Both of you were overwhelmed by the emotions that ran high between you. Tears filled your eyes once more, and you felt drops from Frankie as well. He mumbled indistinctly in your ear as he continued to pound into you.

“Fuck you feel so fucking good, baby,” he managed to get out clearly.

“Frankie…” you whined as you felt another orgasm start to creep up on you, “Fuck…”

“One more, baby,” he murmured, “I think one more will do it.”

“Cum, Frankie,” you moaned, “It’s ok… Cum in me again.”

He growled your name as another climax hit him like a train. Relief finally felt within his grasp as he rode out his last orgasm on your body. As his mind started to clear, Frankie snaked his hand between your bodies and rubbed at your clit, determined to have you cum once more as well. And he got his wish. The moment his fingers made contact with your clit, you came undone and you came with a loud scream.

Finally collapsing down in exhaustion, Frankie felt like the drug had worked its way through his system. He took a deep breath before he pushed himself up to check on you, “You ok, baby?” he asked in a soft tone.

You kept your eyes closed as you also caught your breath. Feeling his large hand on your face, you blinked your eyes open and your heart fluttered in your chest at the way he looked at you, “A little sore,” you admitted, “But I’m ok.”

“Let me,” he groaned as he slowly and carefully pulled out of you. Frankie gave you an apologetic look when you hissed in pain and he never let go of you as he gathered you in his arms while he laid on the floor next to you. “Thank you,” he broke the silence, “For… this…”

You settled yourself in his arms as you rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, “I hope you learned your lesson, Fish,” you snarked back to hide the emotions that threatened to come to the surface again.

Instead of matching your snark like he usually did, Frankie let out a sigh. You were right of course, but that didn’t matter anyway. He squeezed you tighter as the confession spilled out before he could stop himself, “I love you.”

You gasped as you froze in place. Pushing yourself up, you looked into his eyes and saw no hint of uncertainty there. Fighting back tears, you leaned forward and kissed him tenderly, “I love you too,” you whispered against his lips.

Frankie smiled into the kiss and pulled you close once more, holding you tightly. “And I did learn my lesson,” he smirked in between kisses, feeling you smile back at that. The two of you settled down again, taking a moment to gather your strength when you let out a gasp. Frankie jumped into high alert as he asked, “What’s wrong?”

You tugged at your arms and legs as you laid on your back. All your limbs were tied to the bedposts, spreading your naked body completely out on display for the comandante. He tired you up expertly, securing you so that you were helpless, but not enough that you were in pain; he excelled at that balance.

“Yes,” you breathed as you looked up at him from where he stood over you.

Veracruz’s eyes narrowed, “Good,” he gently traced his fingers along your body, just tickling your skin with his fingertips. “You can reach the device?” he asked in a serious tone.

Your eyes trailed up to your hand and touched the small remote device with a red button on it. “Yes,” you replied confidently. You knew what it was for: should you need this to stop, push it and this all ended, no questions asked. Veracruz always made sure you had an escape, that this was what you truly wanted. It allowed him to unleash his inhibitions with you, to truly let himself go as far as you would allow.

And both of you craved it.

He gave you a nod as he tugged at your restraints one more time before he produced something from his pocket, “Then we can begin,” he said as he covered your eyes with the fabric, blocking your sight completely. “Perfect,” he looked over his handiwork as you laid bound and helpless before him. He swallowed the groan that threatened to bubble up from his throat as you looked so tempting like this.

Your lips parted as your vision was taken from you, and you couldn’t help but squirm in your restraints. You let out a soft whimper as you felt Veracruz’s touch linger on your face, and even without your sight you felt his gaze on you. But the gentle moment vanished in a flash as he gave your pussy a single slap, making you yelp in surprise. You waited for another, but after several moments, you heard the door close and you knew he had walked away.

Your heavy breaths filled the room as you waited in anticipation. You tried to close your thighs in a desperate attempt for some friction, but he tied your legs too far apart. But, you didn’t have to wait long until you felt his presence by your side again.

Instead of touching you, however, Veracruz had retired with a toy that he teased your pussy with. You let out a surprised moan as you felt him push the toy into you. You bucked your hips as you felt the toy stretch you out, your senses heightened from your blocked sight.

“V…” you moaned as he secured the toy inside you.

“I will return, cariño,” his voice sounded strained as he watched you take the toy, his eyes fixed on the way your pussy lips wrapped around it.

You tried to grasp at whatever you could as you adjusted to the girth of the toy inside you. As you writhed in your bounds, you didn’t even hear the door close as Veracruz left again. But, you weren’t truly alone and soon you felt the toy start to vibrate. You cried out as the vibrations pulsed throughout your whole body.

“Fuck,” you breathed as the vibrations became less intense. You knew that Veracruz was enjoying toying with you like this, even if he couldn’t be in the room. Through the blindfold, you imagined what his face looked like as he subtly played with the dial on the remote in his pocket. It was all a tease still though, for even though he wasn’t physically there, Veracruz always knew just how far to push you before you fell over the edge. And he would not want you to cum without him there.

Every time you felt close, the vibrations would stop, and you were left gasping. You strained against your binds as you squirmed in the bed. It went on for so long that you had no idea what time it was when you finally heard the door open again. 

“Enjoy your afternoon, cariño?” You heard the smirk in Veracruz’s tone.

You moaned in response as you felt him slowly pull the toy out of you.

“It appears you did,” he sounded pleased with himself as you heard him shuffle around the room.

Before you could say anything back, you felt the bed dip as he crawled on top of you. Veracruz grunted as he lined his cock up with your entrance and pushed in with one swift thrust. You screamed at the sudden rough intrusion, but it was a welcome one. It was what you craved after being teased for so long. And he craved it too.

“Mmm cariño,” he groaned as he thrust into you with a fast, harsh pace. He wouldn’t let you know that it made it hard for him to concentrare, knowing you were here tied up and waiting for him. He wouldn’t let you know he craved this just as much. 

Veracruz’s emotions started to get the better of him and his hips stuttered. You cried out in ecstasy as he pounded into you, and his eyes wandered to the restraints around your wrists keeping you bound to the bed. He growled as he gripped onto your hips and thrust as hard and deep as he could, making you scream.

Just as suddenly as he thrust into you, Veracruz pulled out and broke away from your body. Both of you breathed heavily as you recovered from his actions. You let out a whine at the loss of feeling him against you and you bucked your hips up in a desperate attempt to get him back. 

The comandante looked at you with a blazing inferno in his eyes as you squirmed for him. Unable to hold himself back, Veracruz climbed on top of your bound form once more and rubbed his cock up and down your folds. You both hissed at the contact again, and every move he made came as a surprise while your sight was taken from you.

“V…” you moaned as you rocked your hips in time with his.

“You are too tempting cariño,” he growled through gritted teeth. 

“V, please,” you begged as you bucked your hips.

He growled again as he gave in to your plea. “You are too delicious when you are at my mercy, cariño,” he groaned as he thrust into you again. 

You cried out as you felt the familiar stretch of his thick cock once more and you felt fulfilled. You felt his hands roam all over your body as he thrust into you. He grabbed your breasts, kneading them and pinching your nipples as he rocked his hips against yours over and over again.

“V…” you moaned as you felt your orgasm approach, “I’m close…”

“Cum, cariño,” Veracruz grunted as he felt the heat of his own climax quickly approach. 

The emotions overwhelmed you as you let yourself go. With a loud scream, you came hard as your arms and legs trembled in your restraints. Tears soaked your blindfold as Veracruz’s cock hit your sweet spot over and over again. 

He watched with a clenched jaw as you fell apart before him, and as your inner muscles squeezed his cock he tipped over the edge too. Veracruz groaned your name in a low rumble as he came inside you, spilling himself into your body. 

With one final grunt, Veracruz fell forward on top of you, covering you with his body. His cock stayed buried deep inside you, not wanting to break the connection just yet. He laid overtop of you for several moments as you both caught your breath, and Veracruz could feel the pounding of your heart in your chest. 

Veracruz let out a low rumble in his chest as he pushed himself up and pulled out of you. The whimper you let out went right to his cock, making it jump as he looked you over as you laid tied and helpless on the bed.

Before he could give in to his temptation, though, he spoke in a low voice, “I will be back, cariño.” Veracruz savored the needy whine you let out as you tried to arch your body to reach for him as best you could, “And next time, you will not hear me coming.”

“Fuck…” you moaned as you strained to listen for any sign of him. But, he already left.

You had no idea how long you laid there, but you had the feeling it wasn’t as long as the first time. And you would be right; Veracruz needed you again just as badly as you did him.

Just like he promised, it came as a surprise to you when Veracruz came back. You didn’t know he was back in the room until he climbed onto the bed, and he wasted no time in entering you again.

The scream you let out echoed in the room as you felt Veracruz thrust into you once more, and he pounded into you with his fast and harsh pace right away. He growled as he felt your wet tightness again and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from how delicious you looked like this.

“V…” you moaned as you felt another climax quickly approach.

He groaned as he knew he wouldn’t last long either, and Veracruz pounded into you, skin slapping against skin as he quickly hurled you both over the edge once more. 

Moans, groans and screams reverberated between the two of you as your orgasms hit once after the other. The thrill of leaving you bound and ready for him made you both drown in your emotions. The excitement was just too much and it made your bodies tingle with the strength of your climaxes.

Veracruz stayed hovered over you as his usually neat hair stuck to his forehead from the sweat. He breathed heavily as he watched your chest rise and fall from your own deep gasps. 

In a surprising move, he leaned forward and captured your lips with his in a deep kiss. Tasting you made the excitement pulse through his veins once more.

“We are going to have some fun for the rest of the night, won’t we cariño?” Veracruz smirked as you moaned in response against his lips. He enjoyed you like this.

“It’s always a pleasure to see your beautiful face,” his own face lit up as well as his heart pounded in his chest. Ardeth always looked forward to the days he was able to ride into town and stop at your stall for supplies. He took your hand and brought it up to his face, placing a soft kiss on the back of it.

Somehow, you felt even warmer than before, “The pleasure is all mine,” your voice sounded distant as you felt his lips on your hand. The world felt like it stopped for a moment as Ardeth’s lips lingered on your skin. When he broke away, you gazed into his eyes, losing yourself in them for another moment before you finally spoke up again, “Your usual, Ardeth?” you asked in a breathy voice.

He nodded as he also seemed to break himself of his own trance as he grabbed his supply bags.

*

“My desert flower is even more beautiful in the moonlight,” Ardeth murmured as he gazed over your body as you laid bare for him on your bed.

“Ardeth…” you felt a fresh wave of heat and tingles through your body at the way he looked so adoringly at you, “Kiss me,” you whispered.

He smiled down at you before he complied with your request. Ardeth gently placed his lips over yours in a soft, sweet kiss. He hummed into you as you parted your lips for him in an open invitation, and the moment he tasted you, he groaned. Tasting you was like biting into a sweet, juicy fruit for the first time, and to Ardeth that’s what you were. 

You moaned into the kiss as Ardeth devoured you. His beard tickled your skin, adding to the sensations. And you wrapped your arms around him, holding him close. You arched your back, pushing your body against his as much as you could, feeling every inch of him as you were able to.

“You taste so good, my flower,” he murmured as he kissed his way down your neck.

You let out a short giggle as Ardeth’s beard tickled the skin on your neck. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as one hand rested in his thick hair. Giggles quickly turned to moans as he nibbled on your sensitive skin.

“Mmm,” you moaned as your lips dropped open.

“That’s it,” he purred, “Let me hear how beautiful you sound,” Ardeth dipped his head down and took your nipple in his mouth, making you cry out even louder.

“Ardeth…” you breathed his name as his tongue swirled around your nipple while his hands kneaded your breasts gently. He worked slowly, taking his time with you to pull out every sound he could from deep within you.

“You rival that of the god of beauty,” Ardeth hummed as he kissed his way down your body.

“Keep talking,” you moaned as you felt a wave of tinglings up your spine whenever Ardeth spoke.

He smirked, “With pleasure,” he replied as he kissed your hip, “You quench this man’s thirst more than the freshest water ever could,” he kissed the other hip, “You taste sweeter than the finest fruit,” he kissed the inside of your thigh, “Your beauty shines brighter than the sun.”

All you could do was moan as his voice played the strings of your heart. Heavy panting escaped your lips as your mind swam in the bliss his mouth gave you. And it only exploded even more when Ardeth finally put his mouth on your pussy. You screamed in pleasure as his tongue lapped at your wetness.

“Perfection,” he groaned as he took a breath, “You truly are a gift. Your body is an oasis in the desert.”

Anything you might have said was gone as Ardeth devoured your pussy once more. You surrendered yourself to the pleasure that was his tongue as he lapped you up greedily. Tears filled your eyes as you felt his tongue run up and down your folds before circling your clit. You held onto his shoulders as your legs trembled on either side of his body. His strong hands held you in place as you squirmed under his grip.

“Ardeth… I’m…” you moaned as you felt like the dam that held you back was about to break.

“Let go, my love,” Ardeth hummed, barely pulling himself from your body, “Show me how beautiful you are when you let go.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, his name just on the tip of your tongue as your climax suddenly hit as he swirled his tongue around your clit. With a loud scream and trembling limbs, you came hard, gushing into his mouth as you cried out his name in pure ecstasy.  

Ardeth groaned into you as he lapped up your release, savoring the taste of your juices as you rode out your orgasm on his face. He let out a low growl as he felt his beard dampen from how hard your climax hit you, and he couldn’t stop until he was sure he lapped up every single drop from your body.

Breaking away with a deep breath, both of you gasped as you flopped flat on your back while Ardeth sat up and admired you in the low moonlight. Your breasts rose and fell from your heavy breaths as you recovered your strength, and Ardeth could only stare in awestruck wonder at how beautiful you looked in that moment. 

Feeling his gaze on you, you blinked your eyes open, “What?” you asked, suddenly feeling embarrassed for some reason.

“My love,” he muttered as he cupped your face, “Nothing compares to your beauty.” There was no hint of irony in his eyes as he admired you.

“Ardeth…”

“And that was better than the water you sold me,” he added with a soft laugh.

You joined his laughter as you pulled him close. Kissing him deeply, you whispered against his lips, “I need you, Ardeth.”

He groaned as the strain between his own legs suddenly called his attention. Ardeth was so consumed by you that he ignored his own need, but the way you moaned for him made that desire explode within him. “I cannot deny you, my goddess,” he groaned as he lined himself up with your entrance.

Both of you gasped as he pushed inside you, his cock easily sliding in from how wet you were. You each moaned the other’s name as he thrust into you over and over again, overwhelmed by the unquenchable thirst he had for you. And you welcomed Ardeth into your body with delight, savoring the feeling of him entering you again and again.

“My flower,” Ardeth groaned, “I won’t last much longer,” he grunted as he felt you clench around him, “You feel too good.”

“Ardeth,” you mewled as you clawed at his back, “Please…” Your own climax also quickly approached from how good he felt inside of you.

It only took a few more thrusts for both of you to come undone at the same time. Cried of bliss echoed between your bodies as Ardeth pressed his forehead to yours while he rode out both of your climaxes. Your bodies trembled against the other as passions came to a boil and you both clung to each other in desperate need.

Your face lit up as you laughed with him while you ran your hand across his ass, “You ready, baby?” you purred as you gave him a squeeze.

He swallowed hard as his eyes trailed down your figure to the strap that sat comfortably nestled on your hips. Licking his lips eagerly, Peter nodded, “Ready,” he breathed.

Without warming, you reeled your hand back and landed a slap on his ass, making him yelp in surprise. It quickly turned into a moan as you slapped him again and grabbed his cheek hard, kneading it under your palm, “You like that, Pete?” your tone dropped as you poked your finger at his entrance.

“Yeah,” he whispered as he dropped his head down onto the mattress, burying his face in the blankets and leaving his hips up in the air for you.

“Good boy,” you murmured as you sat mesmerized by him. Lazily, you pushed a finger into Peter, and your pussy clenched as he let out a low moan. “You wore the plug like I asked you to,” you commented, noticing how easily your finger pushed past his muscles, “Good boy,” you repeated your praise as you thrust your finger in deeper.

“Mmmm,” Peter moaned as he lost himself in your touch, “All ready for you, babe,” he quipped once he was able to form an actual thought.

You pulled your finger out and leaned forward to place a soft kiss on his ass where you slapped it. While you nibbled on his sensitive skin, you reached to where you placed the bottle of lube and thoroughly coated your strap with it before tossing it aside.

“Relax, Peter,” you cooed, “I’ve got you today,” you murmured words of encouragement as you lined yourself up with his entrance.

Peter groaned your name as he left the stretch of the tip of your strap slowly pushed into him. “Fuck!” he cried out as he felt the thickness inside of him, even thicker than the plug he kept in him to prepare for you tonight.

“Feeling good, Pete?” you asked in a soothing voice as you ran your hands up and down his spine, devouring the goosebumps that erupted all along his back.

“So fuckin’ good,” he couldn’t help the sultry tone as he pushed his hips back to meet your body.

“Fuck, Peter,” you groaned as you watched the rest of the strap disappear inside him. 

“Sweetheart,” he mumbled in between incoherent babbling, “Please move.”

You let out an obscene sound from deep in your chest at the way he begged for you. And you couldn’t deny him whatever he wanted. Rocking your hips back, you heard a squelch as the strap reappeared, only to disappear again when you thrust forward. Both of you moaned as you started a slow and steady rhythm, rocking into him over and over again like how he did with you.

Grabbing his hips, you couldn’t help but pick up your pace. Encouraged by his moans and string of curses under his breath, you thrust a little harder, testing to see his reaction.

“Feels so good,” Peter muttered as sweat made his hair stick to his forehead.

“You’re taking me so good, Pete,” you murmured praise as you leaned forward and placed a trail of kisses along his spine where your fingers just touched.

“You’re fucking me so good, sweetheart.”

With those words, you thrust yourself as far forward as you could, burying your strap as deep as possible inside Peter. You wrapped your arms around his waist, holding him close as you savored the moment. And Peter released his grip on the blankets to hold onto your hand in response, giving it a tight squeeze. 

“I love you,” Peter whispered.

You smiled against his body as you placed another soft kiss, “I love you too, Peter.”

Letting go of his hand, you started your thrusts again, this time with more determination. You were faster, harder, and your hand snaked down his stomach to wrap around his cock. Peter cried out loudly as you suddenly moved faster, almost overwhelming him with how good you felt. 

“Fuck! Sweetheart!” he screamed as his body burned with desire, “You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Let me see how beautiful you are when you cum, Pete,” you huffed as you started to feel your muscles burn with how much your hips thrust back and forth. 

Pumping his cock in time with your thrusts as best as you could, you could tell he was close. The way he moaned and groaned and murmured your name over and over told you he was about to go over the edge. And you would be there to catch him this time. 

“That’s it, Peter,” you cooed, “You’re taking me so good.”

All he could do was babble incoherently as his arms and legs started to tremble as pure bliss coursed through his veins. Your words of encouragement were all he needed for his climax to take over his body and with a loud cry of your name, Peter came hard. Tears filled his eyes as the emotions overwhelmed him in the best way possible.

You continued to stroke his cock and thrust your strap into him over and over again as every moan and whimper went right to your cunt. You felt his release splash your hand as you kept going, pulling every drop of his orgasm as you could from his body. Peter’s cries of pleasure filled the room as you rode out his orgasm until he collapsed down flat in front of you.

“Peter!” you gasped as your dildo slid out of him with ease from how wet it was. But, you ignored it and rushed forward to cover his body with yours, placing kisses all across his freckled shoulders, “You alright, baby?” you asked.

He hummed as a silly smile lit up his face while he rolled onto his side, “Never better,” he beamed, “You’re so good at this, babe,” he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close.

“I try,” you smiled back at him, “I learned from the best,” you winked back at him as you both erupted into giggles in between kisses.

Peter turned more serious after a few moments as he gently pushed your shoulder and guided you onto your back, “Let me return the favor, sweetheart,” his tone dropped as he shimmied his way down your body, kissing every inch of your skin on his way down.

“Pete…” you moaned as he reached your hips, tucking his fingers under the harness of your strap as he coaxed it off your body.

It was a sensual moment as you lifted your hips up for him, neither of you breaking eye contact as he slid the strap down your legs like he did with your panties so many times before. Peter only broke away to look down at the soaked dildo as he took it into his hands, giving it a quick kiss at the tip before he tossed it aside. Your breath hitched in your throat as you watched the gesture before he knelt down and stilted between your parted legs.

“Beautiful,” he murmured in awe as he stared at your dripping pussy before he dove in.

You screamed as his lips made contact with yours and Peter immediately devoured you like a man starved. Your hands clenched onto the blankets as his tongue swirled around your pussy, tasting you greedily.

“Fuck! Peter!” you cried out as tears already formed in your eyes.

He hummed into you, too engrossed in your body to break away even to tell you how beautiful and delicious you were. Peter held onto your hips, holding you still enough so he wouldn’t miss a spot while still letting your hips grind against his face. The room felt like a sauna from the heat that built up from the passion between you and Peter.

Tears of his own filled the corners of Peter’s eyes as he devoured you desperately. It gave him just as much pleasure to ravage you as when you fucked him. His own hips bucked against the mattress as his tongue ran up and down your folds. A moan of his own escaped his lips as he wrapped them around your clit and sucked hard.

“Pete…” you whimpered as your mind swam in pleasure.

Peter hummed again, determined to make you cum even harder than he did. His tongue worked your clit expertly, knowing exactly what spots drove you wild with ecstasy. And the louder you screamed, the more he knew you were close.

Your hand flew to his hair, tugging hard as you panted, “I’m gonna cum… Pete…” you breathed before you screamed loudly as your release took you over. With your arms and legs trembling, you came into his mouth, gushing with your orgasm while Peter continued to lick and suck at your pussy.

When you whined from the overwhelming emotions and sensation, Peter finally broke away. He breathed heavily, his chin dripping as he stared at you while you laid sprawled out with your eyes closed. He could almost feel the emotions in the air, could almost physically see them in front of him as he watched you come down from your high.

“I love you, sweetheart,” Peter blurted out before he lunged forward and kissed you deeply as he laid out on top of you.

You moaned into the kiss, immediately wrapped your arms around him to hold him as close as you possibly could, “I,” you kissed him again, “Love you too,” you broke away for a breath before he kissed you again, “Peter Parker.”

While you sat in his lap on the edge of a rock, Qimir’s cock stayed buried deep inside you. He let out a deep, guttural groan as he pushed himself inside you and nestled comfortably. You mewled as you lowered yourself onto his lap, adjusting yourself to his cock before settling in and relaxing in his grasp.

“That’s it,” his calm voice soothed you as he ran his hands up and down your sides.

You let out a soft moan at his praise and subconsciously squeezed your inner muscles around his cock. 

Qimir hissed your name as he felt a jolt run up his spine. 

A smirk lit up your face, but you kept your concentration in front of you. Twirling your fingers, you made the boulders dance in the air, spinning them carefully one at a time in a specific pattern. All the while, you were keenly aware of his cock inside you, and you fought against every urge to rock your hips along his lap.

Again, he growled your name in a low tone; a warning. His hands landed on your hips as he gripped you tightly. “You’re getting better,” you could tell he spoke through gritted teeth as you felt his cock twitch inside of you, “And bolder.”

“Impressed?” you asked with a satisfied grin.

Qimir squeezed your hips tighter as he nibbled your ear, “You feel so good,” he purred, his honeyed admission rolling off his tongue with surprisingly little effort. 

It was your turn to groan as you shifted in his lap. Finally, you opened your eyes as you slowly and carefully set the boulders down on the ground. One by one each rock settled into stillness, and the less energy you exerted, the more you became aware of the feeling of Qimir’s cock inside you.

“Qimir…” you whispered what you knew was his name as you turned towards him.

Feeling your breath on his lips, Qimir hummed. One hand moved from your hip towards your pussy as he slowly rubbed circles on your clit. When your mouth dropped open to let out a gasp, he took your lips with his, devouring you.

You reached your hands back to grasp at his neck as you slowly rocked your hips. His tongue explored every corner of your mouth as if it was his first time tasting you, as if he couldn’t get enough of you. And when you started to move, you felt him groan into you. Smirking into the kiss, you squeezed your inner muscles again, clenching his cock as much as you could.

“Careful,” he warned in a hiss as he gently bit your bottom lip.

“Maybe I know what I’m doing,” you retorted slyly as you rocked your hips again, “Maybe I know what I want.”

Qimir growled as he yanked you against his chest, wrapping his arms around you as much as he could as he devoured your lips once more. He swallowed the moan you let out as you parted your lips for him once more. 

“Ok then, prove it,” Qimir breathed heavily in between kisses, “Ride,” he commanded as he broke away suddenly. 

You were left bewildered for a moment before you registered what he said. Your lips stayed parted as you blinked your eyes open to meet his gaze. His dark eyes peered into you, sending a wave of anticipation down your spine. His eyes narrowed, as if to tell you he wouldn’t repeat himself, and it broke you out of the trance you were in.

Placing your hands on his knees, you lifted your hips enough to feel his cock drag along your inner walls. A gasp escaped your lips as the movement after being still for so long ignited a fire within both of you. And you heard Qimir groan behind you, telling you he felt it too.

Slowly at first, you lowered your hips back down to meet his. You couldn’t hold back the moan as the tip of his cock hit that sweet spot inside you. Goosebumps erupted all over your skin as you repeated the action, slowly purposefully lifting and lowering your hips as you used his knees to steady yourself.

Qimir watched in mesmerized awe as his cock disappeared inside you over and over again. His fingers twitched as the feeling of you almost overwhelmed him. The more turned on you got as you rode him, the wetter your pussy became. And he could hear the evidence.

“Faster,” he spoke in a low tone that went right to your core.

You whimpered as you complied, bouncing on his cock with more speed. You tried to bite your lip to stifle your cires, but it was no use. Every time you landed on his hips and his cock was fully sheathed inside you, you couldn’t stop the moans that came out of your mouth. Your body felt warmer and warmer with every bounce.

“That’s it,” Qimir purred as he let out a groan of his own.

“Feels so good,” you moaned as your head rocked back.

He hummed as he dipped a hand below your waist to play with your clit once more, “Cum for me,” his low tone made you whimper once more, and he loved the effect he had on you. He wouldn’t admit that you had the same effect on him, though.

The squelches of your wet pussy were drowned out by your cries of pleasure as you picked up your pace. And Qimir decided to help you along by thrusting his hips up to meet yours, which only made you scream louder.

“Cum,” he growled with new found determination.

You landed on his hips hard as you completely fell apart. His cock hit your sweet spot at just the right angle, making you tremble in his arms as you screamed loudly. You fell back into his chest, your limbs unable to hold yourself up anymore as you came on his cock. 

“That’s it,” he murmured as he savored the feeling of your orgasm against his body. He rubbed at your clit as you bucked your hips uncontrolidly in his lap.

“Fuck!” you screamed as you clutched at his legs, desperate for something to hold on to you as you felt him try to extend your climax as long as he could. Tears formed in your eyes as you saw stars the moment you closed them as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into you.

Qimir growled your name as he bucked his hips a few times, rutting his cock into you again and again as he started to chase his own orgasm. With a curse of his own under his lips, he quickly found what he craved as he spilled himself into you just as the aftershocks of your own orgasm pulsed through your body. He groaned in your ear as he buried his cock as deep as he could once more as he came in you, holding you tightly as he did so.

He held you close as you remained limp in his arms, in his lap. Heavy breaths were the only sound either of you made for several minutes. Neither of you moved, though, as you both savored the connection you shared. The setting suns illuminated your silhouettes as you sat together in comfortable stillness once more. 

Javi’s fingers were buried deep inside you, feeling your warmth engulf him. You both laid completely naked on his bed while he held you in his strong grip with his other arm. Moonlight illuminated the room through the open window, and it framed your bodies perfectly. Javi’s breath hitched in his throat as he watched you squirm in his embrace as the low light of the moon made you look like an angel.

“Beautiful,” he whispered again as he pumped two fingers slowly, taking his time.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you surrendered yourself to how good his thick fingers felt inside of you. Even with the slow pace, Javi’s movements still drove you wild and you felt the heat build from within you. All you could do was moan and whimper with every thrust of his fingers.

“Feels so good, Javi,” you moaned as you arched your back.

“You feel so good, amor,” he groaned back as he placed a feather light kiss on your temple. 

Your mind swam in bliss as he took his time to feel you. With every thrust of his fingers, Javi lingered inside you for several long moments. He groaned in your ear as your inner muscles squeezed his fingers. Every deep breath you took made you tighten around him. 

Javi kept his eyes fixed on you. He watched as your chest rose and fell with every gasp and deep breath you took. He watched as your mouth dropped open to let out a cry of pleasure every time his fingers buried themselves inside you once more. He listened as your moans filled the room, sending a pulse to his cock every time. 

But his own pleasure would wait. For now, Javi took great pride in how much he pleased you. He almost felt as if fingering you genuinely gave him pleasure as well. 

“That’s it, amor,” he purred as he pumped his fingers in a slow yet steady rhythm, “Do not hold back.”

Letting yourself go, you cried out loudly as Javi continued to whisper encouragement in your ear. “Javi…” you whimpered in between gasps.

“I know,” he kissed the side of your face tenderly, “I got you.”

You bucked your hips in time with his thrusts as Javi pumped his fingers in and out of you. He was in no rush, though. He took his time, slowly thrusting and withdrawing his fingers as he watched you writhe in pleasure. 

“You look like an angel in the moonlight, mi amor,” Javi murmured as he studied your every expression.

You barely even heard him over your own moans. With every thrust of his fingers, Javi brought you more and more pleasure. You drowned in the sea of bliss as you rocked your hips on the bed. 

“Javi… Please…” you begged, unsure of what you negged for exactly.

Leaning over, Javi took your lips with his in a slow yet passionate kiss. He buried his fingers as deep inside you as he possibly could, stilling his body so that his tongue could dance with yours.

“Do you want to cum, amor?” he asked with a grin.

“Yes,” you breathed as your eyes fluttered open to see Javi in the moonlight, “Fuck…” he was so beautiful it took your breath away.

“I want that too,” he replied as he pumped his fingers in and out of you once more. 

You cried out again as he picked up his pace only slightly. It was enough to edge you closer to your goal, but not push you over just yet. Javi both wanted you to cum and didn’t want this to end at the same time. So, he found a middle ground as he continued to finger you to his satisfaction. 

“Javi…” you moaned.

He whispered your name as he stayed fixated on your body, “Mi amor.”

Feeling the heat building your body as Javi hit that sweets spot over and over again, you felt tears fill the corners of your eyes. “Fuck… Javi, I’m close…”

“Show me how beautiful you are when you cum, mi amor,” Javi purred.

“Javi… I love you…” you whimpered just before you climax hit as you came hard on his hand. You gushed into his hand as his thick fingers gilded you through your orgasm. He kept his steady pace until your moans turned to whimpers as you flopped flat on the bed.

Carefully, Javi pulled his fingers out of you, pleasing a series of feather light kisses all over your face as he did so, “Beautiful,” he whispered as he gathered you in his arms, “I love you so much, mi amor.”