Dark Angel Part 12 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 12

... allow real meat in the ships food storage. It grossed him out. Ashriel continued to feed her, alternating between meat and some veggies. “I tried to find a good blend of nutrients to simulate the nutritive value of prinut. It’s a pity you refuse to consume…” She rolled her eyes. “I am never eating that crap, Ash. Seriously.” He frowned. “It’s not crap, Anniel. It’s good for you.” She huffed. He was such a stick in the mud. “I am not eating it, bubba.” His brows drew together. “I like when you call me baby better.” She grinned and batted her lashes at him. “Sexy-boy.” His lush lips quirked. “Okay. I find that an acceptable alternative.” His mannerism of speech made her hot. He sounded like a prude quickly on his way to perdition. Sitting up taller, she leaned against him, letting her arms circle his hips to grip his fabulous ass with both hands. His grin died and his look grew seductive. He fed her a few more bites as she squeezed his tight buns and rocked him slowing against her. The soctanal slid to the side and his dick sprung out, the flimsy material unable to contain so much angel cock. She moaned and gripped him hard. The fork slipped from his fingers, falling to the floor with a loud clatter. He took a deep breath and lifted a shaky hand to wipe some sauce from her lip. She turned and sucked his thumb into her mouth. Imagining it was another part of him she devoured, she watched him through heavy-lidded eyes and suckled him ravenously. Black wings lifted, beginning to ...

... fan with his growing excitement. His hips began to rock, fucking her stroking hand slowly. He retrieved his thumb and offered her his middle and ring fingers. Anniel sucked them with a hungry moan. His jaw grew slack as he pumped them between her lips. With a hiss and a low expletive, he pulled his fingers from her mouth with a soft pop and leaned down to kiss her deeply. “Lean back,” he said in a deep-deep voice that made her insides clench deliciously. “Put your feet up on the edge of the counter and spread for me.” Anniel gaped at him, but did as she was told. Placing her hands back to hold her weight, she opened herself completely to him. She felt wonton and quivered with arousal as he stared down at her. “So beautiful,” he rasped. She gasped when he sank his spit-slicked digits deep into her. Her channel throbbed all around his slow invasion. She arched her back and bucked against his hand, whimpering hungrily. “God—Anniel. You’re so wet,” he breathed. “Because I want you so much, Ashriel,” she ended on a moan. The feel of his fingers slowly fucking her was driving her wild. She wanted more. He bent and took her breast into the hot cavern of his mouth, sucking on her hard. “Fuck—yes,” she hissed arching more. She cried out when he nipped her nipple and curled his fingers inside her. Annie grew frantic, her hips rocking faster as he rubbed her G-spot. Another finger joined the other two as he fingered her harder and faster. The wave of ecstasy that was building within had ...