Chapter 2

"Fuck. Me." I'd already asked this of him and yet still he withheld.

"There are demons that I..." He started.

I interrupted him, a frustrated growl gurgling my throat, "I don't care. I need you." Plaintive and pleading. All he would give me was the slow motions, the penetration and feel of engorged flesh lodged deep within me. That wasn't enough though. He must know that it wasn't enough.

From the first time I'd wanted him. I'd—

A little scream tore up my throat, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my hips as he rolled his body against me and pressed me hard against the tree to my back. Inside I could feel the slight excited twitch of his cock. My scream turned into a moan as he withdrew, circling his hips like a dancer, and thrust forcefully back into me, holding my hips down. My back arched, breasts pressing against the toned surface of his sweaty chest. On the moan my throat closed, pleasure swelling. Close, so close! Just one more and I knew I'd explode, come apart, be his. Yes, his, body and soul.

"Please," I begged uselessly as he held immobile again save for the steady pulse of his cock and the thrum of his heartbeat against my cheek resting against the curve of his throat. He was so hot, everywhere, consuming.

"Does it hurt?" He asked, voice strained and sounding like he spoke through his teeth.

Slowly I shook my head and he released a long pent up breath. "Lock your ankles at my back." He commanded, voice deeper and husky. As I did as instructed he touched just that straining bit deeper, bumping against my womb. Surprisingly I could feel every movement, inhaled his intoxicating scent, taken over by everything he was.

So long I'd waited, since that first time and he, and we...

The edge of orgasm was fading as he pulled out again, mushroom engorged head nearly slipping out but poised over my wet, dripping entrance. My body was flushed, blood rushing and adrenaline spiked. I tried to maneuver my hips to get him back inside where he belonged but he held me away stubbornly. Not looking was difficult so I stared in rapture at his cock. Popping blue veins twisted across the dark surface, arousing. My pussy clenched, my stomach too. My hands gripped his shoulders tightly, keening built in my throat.

He was taking far too long, allowing too many thoughts to race in my head. I just wanted to feel! I just wanted to feel his love, love me, fuck me, take me! Fast, hard, "Please..." the last slipped out again.

I hadn't realized that he was staring at me but I noticed when I forced my gaze away from him and his precum leaking cock. His intense eyes bore into my face, searching almost, seeking out the inner most part of me.

"Give it all to me." He demanded softly.

"Of course." I answered.

Then finally, FINALLY!, he conceded to take me as I desired so wantonly.

He started to step backward from the tree and turned around. Then slowly he bent us to the ground, me still hanging onto him. His cock had slipped beneath me, cradled beneath my ass and rubbing sensually at me. Animalistic noises erupted from my throat though I hardly paid any attention to them. His hands were gentle, setting me down to the earth covered with dried leaves of falls passed. His face was set in determination, hard and unwavering. Not that I wanted him to waver from this moment when I would be his.

Forever.

"Unclasp your ankles." He said as he laid my back against the ground. I did as told. His hands rested beneath my thighs, directing my legs so that they rested on his shoulders. He was on his knees before me, his hands sliding up to my ass to bring it off the ground. The Earth was much softer than the tree bark had been against my back. It was a position I'd seen on porno videos also so I wasn't new to it exactly though I had been a virgin. Virgins are curious by nature though...

"Ready?" He asked me, voice gentle but urgent. A well of feminine pride clutched my pussy, pleased that I could do this to him no matter how normal I was in comparison to his glory. Yes, it was a fine thing and I took pride in it.

Slowly, as before, he pushed into me until he was sheathed those last scant inches that he wouldn't fit because of the obstruction of my womb. I whimpered but not from pain. A swamp of pleasure took my senses, the edges of orgasm building up again.

He moved a finger around and delved into the folds of my clit, rubbing at the sensitive area provocatively. A tight grin touched his savage features. I squirmed and arched, dancing beneath the charm of his hand. My pussy clenched around him, closing in on that first orgasm, close to the edge. Before I reached it again he pulled his hand away and gripped my hips again. Quickly he withdrew then plunged back inside, hitting my womb fiercely. This scream was louder, echoing through the forest. A flurry of birds disturbed the trees to fly away. My back bowed as the explosion of climax rocked me. It was so intense it was nearly painful. He didn't let me fall back to earth either. He kept thrusting, forceful quick motions with the sound of his body slapping against mine to follow the scream that had came from my lungs. I was gasping as he took me, holding out the orgasm. Distantly I heard his low growls, snarls, grunts as my pussy clenched and unclenched around him, massaging his cock as it was meant to. So good. The rub of his flesh moving hard in and out of me, in and out.