Julian

S he's in her head. I can tell she's on the verge of falling down the cliff of her inner thoughts. I watch as she closes her eyes, allowing her to feel what I do to her. I continue massaging her breasts and toying with her perky pink nipples. Her sweet moans fill the space, she rapidly opens her eyes as she tries to push me.

"Everyone is still downstairs," she grits out.

"Everyone is gone. Doors are locked and I'll help you clean in the morning. Get out of your head, Sierra." I resume my movements, memorizing the way her chest rises and falls as I roll her peaked nipple between my fingers. Dropping one hand down to her waist to where I dug my nails into her earlier tonight. I caress the mark, groaning at the way I claimed her body in the same way she's claimed pieces of my mind.

I keep fighting these feelings she brings out of me, replacing them in some way with desire and lust hoping that this is all there is. But is it? She was vulnerable tonight, she told me something she has never told anyone and shattered a piece of my resolve in the process. Like this thing between us is so much more than just physical. Each time I crave her more, I crave her sweet sounds, her fight, her sarcasm, her real smiles not those fake ones she puts on when she's around people.

I bend down until both knees touch the fluffy blue rug that sits by her mirror. Moving her body to the side, I admire the marks I left on her are shaped like crescent moons. The small indents are red, surely a bit sore so I do the only thing I can think of. I kiss the scratches and slowly kiss down her side. Moving my mouth over her stomach, I continue my path kissing and licking until I reach between her thighs. I look up at her before I lick where I am so desperate to taste.

Her hooded eyes look down at me full of lust and admiration, she's here. She's not hiding. She moves her hands down and places them both on my head, her spread fingers go through the strands until she reaches the back of my neck. Digging her nail into my skin, she scratches back up the top of my head. The sensation mixed with her sweet taste, and that slight citrusy scent of cinnamon has my cock aching for her.

I move my head down, ready to start eating the meal I've been dying to have since I first tasted her arousal back in that bathroom. She pulls the strands of my hair until I'm looking back at her.

"Do you want to taste me, Demon?" she asks, her tone doesn't hide the challenge she has in store for me. I nod my head, allowing the pain she inflicts as she continues to tug my hair.

"Beg me for it." A smile takes over her beautiful face. Her crystal blue eyes shine bright with lust and a trace of defiance. Carajo .

"Oh, brujita. Are you sure you want to play this game?" I say, sticking my tongue out to get a small sliver of her taste. Her smile never falters.

"Beg."

"Let me taste you, cari?o. Por favor," I plead, her hold on me loosens enough and I move quickly before she tries to withhold herself from me again. I let go of her waist and move my arms to her thighs, spreading her out as best I can while she hovers over me. I use my fingers to spread her pussy as I get my first taste of her arousal directly from her cunt.

Her legs tremble but I don't back down. I flick my tongue on her clit while adding a finger into her pretty pink entrance. She thrusts her hips riding my tongue as she grips me by the hair, her moans grow louder while I continue fucking her. I lick, suck and finger her cunt like my life depends on it, knowing that I'll get the pleasure of tasting her come adds to my resilience. It doesn't take long before her legs practically give out.

"Fuck. Oh, fuck," she chants, unable to stop her words as she comes so beautifully on my tongue.

I'm addicted to her taste. There's no going back for me. She's altered everything I thought of myself. I couldn't feel and now everything I feel is for her like she's the only other person on the planet for me. The only reina I'd bow down to.

I stand up, my knees aching with the way my knees dug into her rug. My cock is straining against my pants, throbbing and leaking precum. Sitting on the bed I extend my hand out for her to join me. The minute our hands touch a surge of electricity runs through my body, the fucking dip in my stomach has me ready to beg her once more.

Slowly caressing her face, I bring her down to mine so she can taste just how fucking delicious she is. Our lip's part and our tongues dance in a battle of dominance. She moves her legs around me so she can straddle me, her hips move while she gets comfortable, grinding her pussy against my covered cock.

"I need to be inside you," I mumble against her lips, her hips come down on me harder as she chases her pleasure against my pants. Our kisses grow frantic and hungry until a part of her snaps. She places her hand on my groin rubbing those sweet palms between me and her wet pussy. It doesn't take her long to unbutton my pants. I bring my hands down and pull them off as best I can with her still straddling me until they're finally falling to the floor by my feet. She doesn't stop her movements; her lustful gaze meets mine as she lowers her cunt down my shaft.

Her tight pussy sucks me right in as she lowers herself slowly. The intensity of her stare, and the feeling of her pussy walls gripping me already have me on the edge of an orgasm. I grip her hips when she finally rests her ass on my pelvis.

Carefully moving her legs up until her feet rests on the comforter, she lifts herself up and down. Fuck , the way she's fucking bouncing on my cock, and the loud smacking of her ass dropping on me echoes through the room have me craving my own release. Her hands grip the collar of my blouse, her eyes fixed on me, her lips parted in pleasure as she fucks herself like she would a toy. Groans escape my lips as I swear in both English and Spanish, until they're mumbles that I can barely comprehend.

"Choke me. Mark me," she demands as she rests her knees on the bed, her hips still moving in this position. Those little demands drive me wild. Grabbing her hip, I maneuver her so that she lays flat on her back. I hold her legs wide open, gripping her by her ankles while I savagely thrust into her soaking pussy. Slowly caressing her legs, I move my hand down her thigh and rub her swollen clit. With my free hand I mimic the slow caress down her thigh, moving over her flat stomach, up between her breasts and to her neck, tightening my grip on her throat just the way she likes it. I can feel her walls tightening with how her vision darkens.

I bring myself closer to her, hovering over as I continue my assault on her body. My grip tightening a little more that she flings her hands up to my wrists, digging her nails into me like she wants to fight me off.

"You're marked, Bruja. Forever. Mine," I whisper by her ear, moving down to her neck where I once pierced her skin with my knife. Digging my teeth into her flesh, I bite her. Marking her with my teeth as I continue my thrusts into her. Her pussy clamps down on my cock, her body begins to tremble, and I let go of her neck allowing her to scream from the pain of the bite while the pleasure of her orgasm hits her like a tsunami in the middle of a storm. My cock twitches with my own release, everything blurs as cum spurts out filling her completely.

Fuuuck!

Tears stream down her face, the intensity no doubt making her feel as vulnerable as she allowed herself to be when she told me the truth about her. I know she's capable of going through hell and coming back stronger than before. Hell, she's proved it twice already. Wiping her tears with my thumb, I lay us to the side without pulling out of her, I keep the connection and hold her.

"Shh," I croon.

My avenging angel, you'll never be alone again.