Dark Angel Part 12 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 12

... her bucking her hips uncontrollably, and her mewls of pleasure escalating, until she came spectacularly all over Ashriel’s hand and belly. Her head thumped against the wall with her wail of completion, her body seizing. She remained panting, her mind completely blown by the most soul-shattering orgasm she’d ever had. She’d actually gushed. She’d never-ever come so hard that she’d squirted before. “My love,” Ashriel’s voice beckoned softly, “are you alright?” “Huh?” she answered, unable to form words just yet. She finally looked at him when he raised his hand. She felt her cheeks heat. He gazed at her steadily, and then shocked her when he lifted his hand and popped his dripping fingers into his mouth. He closed his eyes and groaned, sucking all her juice from his fingers. Another orgasm made her quiver at the sight. “God—you taste so good,” he growled. “I need more of your taste.” It was all the warning she got before he fell to his knees before her and proceeded to bury his face between her legs. “Oh, Ash,” she mewled when he tossed her legs over his shoulders and proceeded to devour her. His tongue stabbed deep within her, lapping her up and then lashed against her sensitive clit. She jumped and cried out at the intense pleasure. Fisting his dark locks, she tilted her hips and bucked against his face, riding his tongue frantically as another wave loomed over her body. He drank her down like a man dying of thirst, his wings fanning energetically. Fuck, he was so beautiful. ...

... She cried out his name, over and over, like a mantra. Bringing his fingers into play, he sank them deep inside her as his tongue attacked her clit, lashing it unmercifully. Anniel opened her mouth on a silent scream, opening her eyes to take in the incredible beauty of the dark angel giving her so much pleasure. Her legs began to shake—hard. She spread her legs wider, bucked faster, and when she reached up to pinch the jutting tips of her breasts, her climax broke upon her, tipping her into oblivion. Her sharp scream turned into a full howl as she came again. Her hands tried to push him away when she felt too sensitive. He was licking her folds ravenously, trying to get every last drop of her honey. He rose, panting, his eyes completely black. It was a bit freaky, but she knew he couldn’t control it anymore than she could control her embarrassing howls every time she came. He caressed the back of her head. “You hit yourself.” “Did I? Didn’t feel a thing,” she panted. He grinned, making her heart clench. “Your eyes rolled back a few times there.” She managed to find the strength to smirk. “Funny you noticed. You were buried so far up in there I was wondering if you were trying to get a glimpse of our daughter.” His gaze lowered to her heaving belly and he caressed it reverently. Her heart skipped a beat when he stayed pensive. “Ash?” He remained silent a while longer, his fingers skating over the swell of her baby bump. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?” She swallowed ...