Palatable Desires

Lucian's eyes blinked open, and the first thing that awakened his senses was the warmth of Visenya's body firmly held in his grasp. His head nestled between her inviting and alluring breasts, causing him to question if they appeared fuller to him or if it was just his imagination playing tricks on him. With a longing that had been suppressed for far too long, he ran his bottom lip along her voluptuous mounds, savoring the taste of her skin.

His tongue traced delicate circles around one of her nipples, eliciting an immediate response as it perked up. With fervor and desire, he sucked on it, while teasingly pinching the other one between his fingers. Soft moans escaped Visenya's lips as he planted slow and sensual kisses down her exquisite body, leaving flutters of pleasure along her breasts and down to her cute little navel.

Placing her thighs over his shoulders, he couldn't help but savor the sight of her delectable pussy. It was a vision that fueled his throbbing cock with anticipation. He yearned to taste her sweet nectar, reminiscing about the stolen moments when he discreetly sampled her juices from his fingers. In those moments, he secretly savored her essence, careful not to reveal the depth of his craving.

Now, he would allow himself the pleasure of drinking straight from the source, wasting no time in sating his thirst. He buried his tongue deep inside her, delighted to find that she was already nice and wet for him. Her eyes slowly fluttered open and her back gracefully arched, a euphoric wave of pleasure rippling through her body.

She looked down to see Lucian's head nestled between her legs, devouring her like a ravenous dragon. His only appetite was for her and only her. She cried out as his skilled fingers expertly massaged her tender bud, surpassing any expectations of pleasure she had ever known. She wanted more, no, she needed more. So, she grabbed the back of his head and pushed his tongue deeper inside her.

The moment she began gyrating her hips and fucking his tongue, he lost all control of himself. He released right there on the sheet beneath him, as if he were an inexperienced boy having his very first sexual encounter. However, he never slowed his pace, not even as he involuntarily ejaculated.

His desire to make her cum was stronger than ever, craving every last mouthwatering drop on his tongue. He wanted her desperately. And when she finally erupted in ecstasy, her beautiful moans blessed his ears as he drank her all up.

Afterwards, she tried pushing him away, closing her legs and denying him further access to her sensitive nether region. But he kept her legs spread and continued to suck her pussy dry.

He couldn't get enough; she was sublimely delicious, far exceeding his expectations. His cock remained rock hard, unaffected by the previous orgasm. He yearned to be inside her, to feel her cozy, little pussy tightly gripping him. With his strong, possessive arms, he lifted her depleted body and slowly slid her down every inch of his large, hard shaft.

Her moans grew louder, her core still hypersensitive from the cunnilingus. He was only a few strokes in before she came all over his pulsating cock. This only fueled his desire to fuck her harder, as he relished in creating an even bigger, sobbing mess of her than before. It was his own private challenge, testing the limits of how much he could unravel her.

He held her closer than ever before, activating all of her pleasure neurons. Once again, her walls clenched around him as another orgasm washed over her. Her body went limp in his arms, her head hanging in exhaustion, but he wasn't finished with her yet. Taking her nipples into his mouth, he earnestly sucked on them while maintaining his vigorous thrusts.

She thrashed in his arms, overwhelmed by the simultaneous onslaught of sensations. His connection to her remained wide open, allowing her to feel his desire and affection. The mounting peak inside her was too intense, and she doubted her ability to handle it all.

"No... no... I can't!" She cried.

"Take me," he grunted. "Take all of me."

He took her to the highest point of the highest mountain—above the clouds, over the moon, and across the stars—and she saw God. He came right along with her, pressing her against his hot skin and staring into her soul with his burning eyes.

He gently laid her down on the bed and settled beside her, pulling her close to his chest. She was already fast asleep, unaware that, for the first time, he held her tenderly in his arms. He rested his head against hers, inhaling her intoxicating scent, his eyes growing heavier by the second, until drowsiness finally overcame him.
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Visenya awoke early the next morning at the first gleam of sunrise and found herself pressed against Lucian's muscular form. His strong arms securely embraced her, while her hand rested on his chest and her leg entwined with his.

This was all new to her, being held in his arms as if they were lovers. As much as she desired to remain in his arms forever, she knew she had to rise and begin her day. She attempted to slowly free herself from his grasp, but he pulled her back towards him, holding on even tighter.

"Where are you going?" He asked, still half asleep.

"It's dawn," she responded. "It's time for my hunt."

He sighed heavily, his eyes still closed, and his grip on her unyielding. "You can hunt later... go back to sleep."

Lucian wanted her there just as much as she did. She knew this because she could sense his need for her presence. She rested her head back on his chest and ran her fingers across his marking, which seemed to arouse more favorable feelings from him. She smiled to herself, wondering if this was all a dream. If it was, she didn't want to ever wake from it.