Thud
He didn't wait for the door to latch. The moment they crossed the threshold into the dim, musk-scented darkness, he slammed into her from behind.
"Oof!" The air left her lungs in a sharp rush as his chest collided with her back, pinning her body between his hard frame and the stagnant air of the room.
Compared to outside, It was a bit dark inside, as the windows were half closed, sealing them into the semi-darkness of the hut. It smelled of dried furs, old wood, and now, the overpowering, dizzying scent of aroused musk.
But he didn't need light. The heat radiating from her body was a beacon, pulling him in like a moth to a consuming flame.
No words were spoken, as there was no need for words when the air itself quivered, charging with a hunger that felt almost violent… and raw enough to consume them both.
His arms wrapped around her body tightly, a true clasps of possession, pulling her back against him until there was no space left between them.
The sensation was absolutely heavenly… a primitive satisfaction that no other thing could ever compare, skin against skin, the softness of her buttocks pressing against his groin, the firmness of her flat, toned stomach under his palms.
"Mine," he growled, the sound tearing from his throat, raw and starving."You're… mine."
He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling sharply. Sniff.
The intoxicating scent of her…sweat, wild herbs, and the raw, feminine musk almost drove him insane.
"Haaah… oh!" she whimpered, her head falling back onto his shoulder, exposing her throat to him.
Seeing this, he became even more agitated and didn't just kiss her; he devoured her.
His tongue dragged wet, hot stripes up the sensitive column of her throat, tasting the salt of her sweat and the wild herbs caught in her skin. He lapped at her nape like a starving animal tasting its first kill. He bit down on her nape, a possessive graze that made her shudder and arch into him.
"Ahhh! Nnnn…!" She shuddered violently, arching back against his election, her body reacted to the sheer, chaotic intensity of his touch.
It was really like a dam breaking, years of being a virgin, all the pent up desires, all the fantasies, finally exploded outward, as he continued tasting her body with his tongue.
There was no technique, no hesitation…only a frantic, starving need to explore, to own, to consume.
He felt like a man who had been wandering a desert for twenty years, finally stumbling upon an oasis. The hunger in him wasn't just sexual; it was a deep, spiritual starvation.
For years…in his past life and in this miserable new one…he had been the background character, the "nice guy," the cripple, the waste.
But not now. Now, he held a goddess like beauty in his arms, and... she was completely, utterly at his mercy.
His hands roamed wildly, desperate to feel every inch of the prize he had stolen. His fingers dug into her stomach, tracing the lines of her soft hot skin, her toned muscle, before sliding up to grip her soft boobs kneading the unbelievably plush flesh until his knuckles turned white.
And he still felt like he couldn't get close enough. He wanted to merge with her, to melt into her copper skin until he disappeared.
So, not feeling satisfied enough, he commanded. "Turn around," his voice a wrecked husk of lust.
She immediately spun in his arms, her movements fluid and obedient, her silver eyes shimmering in the low light, wide and sexy yet fixed on him with a terrifying adoration.
"mmmph!"
Seeing this, he felt even more out of control and didn't even give her a moment to breathe and crashed his lips onto hers.
Smack. Slurp.
It wasn't a gentle kiss by any means, It was a collision of teeth and tongue. He pried her lips apart, invading her mouth, wrestling with her tongue, roaming around her cheeks, her palate.
He kissed her with a messy, feverish passion, swallowing her whimpers, exchanging breath and saliva until he was dizzy.
Still not feeling satisfied enough, he gently bit her lower lip,"Nngh!" She moaned into his mouth, the metallic tang of blood blooming on his tongue. Her arms wound around his neck, pulling him closer, her heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.
But one taste was far from enough. He needed much more, to really consume her.
He broke the kiss with a wet gasp, saliva stringing between them, but he didn't pull away.
"Ha… ha… fuck…" he panted against her face.
His mouth moved frantically over her face, dropping wet, open-mouthed kisses on her eyelids, her temples, the high curve of her cheekbones.
He licked the sheen of sweat from her skin, leaving a trail of friction burn that made her shiver, his tongue tracing the sharp line of her jaw before his teeth clamped down gently on her chin, earning a sharp intake of breath from her.
"You taste... incredible," he murmured against her skin, his teeth grazing it bruised.
"mmmmh"she gasped.
He moved lower, burying his face in the curve of her neck again. He inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with her scent…the musky scent of a woman. He didn't just kiss her neck, he sucked hard on the tender skin over her pulse point, his lips creating a vacuum, pulling the blood to the surface.
He nipped and bit at the cords of muscle, marking her, branding her with bruises that would last for days, marking her for everyone to see.
She arched back due to intense simulation, her fingers digging into his scalp, pulling his hair, silently begging for more.
His hands slowly dropped from feeling her back muscles to her wide, fertile hips. And of course, he didn't just touch them, he lavished them with a starving man's attention. His hands molded the soft flesh, lifting the weight of them, squeezing, kneading them into various shapes, hard enough to leave bruises.
Slowly he moved a bit lower, leaving trails of heat on her skin, gripping her waist to hold her steady as he worshipped her body with a frantic intensity.
He pressed his face between her heavy breasts, inhaling deeply, rubbing his cheeks against the soft, burnished copper skin.... the softness of her boobs, feeling the heat radiating from her body.
"Hiss… ahhh!"
He groaned, the sound vibrating against her skin. He kissed the swell of her breasts, his stubble grazing the sensitive skin, making her hiss with pleasure.
Finally, he captured one dark, hardened nipple in his mouth.
Suck. Pop.
He sucked greedily, his tongue swirling around the pebbled texture. He scraped his teeth against the peak, gently at first, then harder, biting down until she screamed.
"AAHH! Yes!"
She bucked against him, her legs shaking, her hands clutching his head to keep him there, trapped in his own starving devotion.