63 63. Pleasure

What great pleasure it was for her to feel Lucius driving into her very essence, connecting physically with her and feasting on her blood. Her hips pushed against his with each thrust. She was so close. Her fingers squeezed the rippling muscles of his shoulders and his arms. She focused on the feel of his cock moving in and out of her, a piston driving hard. Her breathing hitched.

So close.

She could still feel pain. The pain that came with it being her first time But she didn't want to stop him neither did she want to slow him. She wanted him to go at his own pace to enjoy it as much as she enjoyed it. She wanted to give him satisfaction. And even as he entered into her fully she didn't want him out.

He drove faster and the moment he did, her body gripped him and a powerful release began. Lightning strikes of pleasure streaked over all the folds of her flesh and up inside her so that she was pulling on him now.

The sensations continued and her orgasm kept pulsing so that her soft cries grew louder rising to the obsidian ceiling.

Lucius shoved harder now, his length and girth hitting her even deeper than before. A second release arrived, powering over the first so that she came screaming and thrashing on the bed. He finally let go of her neck. He arched and thrust with tremendous force, grunting. He groaned, his eyes squeezed shut, as he released into her.

He looked so beautiful lying exhausted by her side, his long hair moving with his body, his white skin shiny with sweat. As he opened his eyes, the grey green shade was back.

He eased down onto her, his lips parted, his hair settling on her arms and neck.

"My God Monica." he breathed onto her neck. He fell down on top of her his head in between her bosom.

She took a deep sigh then rested her head back on the pillow. She started playing with his hair. It was longer than hers reaching up to his waist. So soft and curly. The color fascinated her, his hair was so dark with few strands of brown and yellow.

"Thank you." Lucius whispered closing his eyes.

Monica's heart leapt for joy and her smile was infectious. "For What?" She asked softly unable to dispel the smile that was plastered on her face.

Lucius rose his head up and stared into her brown shy eyes. "For coming into my life. You have given me life Monica. You are my soul as I am yours." He said and kissed her. She held him tight embracing him in the kiss.

"You are my soul too." She whispered, placing a kiss on his lips.