Pumpkin lies back in the tub with the water skimming her belly and pussy as I raise her hips up. Her head is propped on the other side, and my hands are on her ass as I hold her and then lower my mouth to her mound.
My tongue massages its way between her lips, and I taste her desire as her clit hardens. I suck the water off of it and lick it clean, sliding a thumb inside of her. She’s tight and hot as I savor her sweetness and grunt with my own need. I ache to have her, and the cum I smeared on her body earlier was not enough.
“I cannot control this,” I growl, licking her over and over. “You have turned me into a werewolf because I want to howl at the moon.”
“Miller, don’t stop, I’m close,” she moans, rocking her pussy against my tongue.
Without thinking, I turn her over and yank her ass back against me. “You make me want to fuck you hard enough that my brother can hear me.” I bite along the delicate skin of her shoulder and up her neck. “I want him to know that I’ve claimed you.”
My breathing is deep, and the hot water and steam move around us like we’re in the eye of a storm. “I won’t be denied.”
She looks back at me with her big ice-blue eyes and dares to wink at me.
“You temptress,” I growl, sliding my cock between her lips and to her opening. “You tease me?”
“Never,” she whispers as she pushes her ass against me and the tip of my cock slides into her.
I curse in Russian when the little witch takes more of me. She’s hot around my cock, and I have to grab her hips to keep myself from rutting into her like a dog.
“It’s so big.” She closes her eyes and leans her head back against my chest.
She’s delicate and soft, and I should be gentle. But as my hand moves around her hip and to her pussy, I’m not so gentle with her clit. I pop it with my fingers and thrust into her, and she cries out. The sting of her innocence breaking is smothered by the sting of pleasure to her clit.
My cock swells inside of her, and she tries to push me back, but I only hold her tighter. “Do not fight me, krasota. You will not break free now.”
I grunt as I thrust in a bit more so that she’s seated firmly on my cock, and her little whines are torture.
“Miller.” The hand on my wrist squeezes, but I kiss her neck and the space under her ear.
“Breathe, Pumpkin. You can do this for me.” Slowly I brush my fingers over her clit and pet her like a kitten. Soon enough, the warm water relaxes her muscles, and her body becomes limp in my arms. “Sweet girl, you please me.”
I turn her face so I can kiss her lips, and when I feel her tongue against mine, I know she’s ready. I bend her forward and have her grip the edge of the tub as I hold her hips and slowly slide out. I keep my eyes on my cock disappearing into her pussy, and when I see the crimson evidence of how pure she is, I growl like a savage.
She pushes her ass back to accept me harder, and her legs spread to allow for my size. She is perfect beneath me, and I’m anxious to fill her womb with cum.
“Will you be my bride with my child in your belly?” I thrust and grunt as I feel my cock tighten. “Will you say your vows to god with my cum in your pussy?”
“Oh shit,” she curses, and I slap her ass.
“Your mouth will be pure, but your cunt will be filthy.” I surge forward and hold myself deep, reaching around and rubbing her clit.
“I’m so full,” she gasps, yet she pushes against it as if searching for more.
Never have I needed someone so completely before. Never have I wanted to possess a woman for my very own. The moment we connected, I knew it was over for Pumpkin. She will never be free of me now, and I’ll make sure our ties are bound so tightly she’ll never get away.
“I will give you more than you can hold,” I grunt as her pussy squeezes me. “You will drip with my need long after I’ve left you in our bed.”
“Miller.” Her moans echo against the marble as her pleasure releases.
She cums loudly and bears down on my cock. I slowly pull out my long length and gently rock back inside. Her orgasm stretches out, and as I play with her clit, she cries out again as another one begins.
My cock is a slave to her cunt, and I release with her. It feels as if my cum is being pulled from between my legs and every drop I’ve ever had has been saved for this moment. It’s heavy inside her body as I hold it within her warmth, and already I’m beginning to spill out of her.
“Do not lose so much of me,” I order and swipe up the remains around where we are joined and rub it on her clit. She jerks against me like she’s sensitive, and I smile and kiss her shoulder and neck.
“Oh god, Miller, I can’t cum again.” Her breathing is heavy, and her legs are limp as I hold her body in place.
“We shall see.” I lean back in the tub and take her with me so that she can sit on my cock and rest against my chest.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” she whispers and then laughs a little as she snuggles close.
“Perhaps I will take you once more to prove it was reality.” I kiss her neck, and she looks back at me.
“Only once more?”
“In this tub? Da.” I smile, and she kisses me sweetly. “You will be broken in properly in our bed.”
“Our bed?” I nod, and she closes her eyes. “This is all happening so fast.”
I shrug as I wrap my arms around her waist. “Fast is good. Slow is annoying.” I raise her up just a little and then rock her back down on my hard length. “You are mine.”