Mine to Claim

Hers to Claim

Coletta

“Dimitri,” I moaned. He was torturing me with his lazy playing of my n*****s. I needed more from him. I needed him to devour me, ravish me, break me apart and then put me back together again. Five years of imagining what these moments would feel like had made me a whimpering, trembling puddle of pure need.

“Damn it!” Dimitri growled in a gutteral voice that made my p***y clench with need. I could feel wetness seeping from between my folds and soaking my thong. Picking me up, I gasped at the sudden movement, as he carried me to the bed. He put me down momentarily as he swiped all the pillows except for one off of the bed. The one he left, he placed up against the headboard.

My eyes widened once more as he picked me up and placed me so I was sitting with my low back resting against the pillow and my upper back and shoulders resting against the headboard. It was slightly uncomfortable with my arms restrained behind my back but at the moment I didn’t care not when he was giving me a predatory look that told me he was losing all control. His breathing was harsh as he slipped my thong down over my hips and over my legs.

When he brought it to his nose to inhale the scent of my arousal, I nearly came watching his eyes flutter closed before opening and pinning me with the most sensual, primal look I’d ever seen on a man.

“f*****g delicious princess. Now, I’m going to taste that sweet p***y of yours and I’m not going to stop until you’ve c*m all over my face.”

“Dimitri please,” I begged. He wasted no more time, tearing off his already unbuttoned shirt before climbing on the bed between my spread thighs. He lifted them so my heels rested on his mid back and my thighs on his shoulders. His fingers wrapped roughly around the tops of my thighs and I knew there would be delicious bruises come morning.

Without no other prompting, he leaned in and began feasting on my dripping p***y. The sounds he made while eating me were making me dazed. He slurped my wetness as he continuously sucked my folds and c**t into his hot, wet mouth. His tongue plunged in over and over again before he swiped his tongue roughly against my c**t and then buried his face once more to start the pattern again.

I couldn’t grip his head and the loss of that control was driving me absolutely wild. I needed to hold him closer, direct his movements, show him exactly how I liked it. “Dimitri, untie me please,” I begged.

“Not a chance my love. I want you at my mercy just like this. I want to control every orgasm, every buck of your hips, everything, I want to control everything about your pleasure.”

I sobbed with need as he plunged two fingers inside of me and curled his fingers to hit my G spot. I nearly forgot how to breath when he began to suck and nip at my c**t while he f****d me with his fingers.

“That’s it princess, c*m for me. c*m all over my tongue,” he rumbled and the vibration of his voice sent me over the edge. I came undone and let out a loud cry of pleasure. He continued to move his fingers in and out of me but he came up to capture a n****e in his mouth. His tongue played with the piercing and I loved the sensitivity and friction that created.

In the next moment, his fingers and mouth were gone and he was pulling me down the bed, my arms pinned beneath me. He quickly discarded his pants and underwear and I gasped at the size of his erection. He was huge, wonderfully so and I couldn’t wait for him to stretch me to accommodate his size.

“I’m going to take you now Coletta. I’m going to make you mine in every sense of the word like I promised you so many years ago.”

I nodded at his promise, giving a breathy yes.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he demanded.

“Yes, I’m yours. All yours.” My voice conveyed my desperation to be his. To be claimed in every possible way by him.

“Tell me you want me to f**k you, to make love to you.”

“Dimitri,” I moaned his name. “Please, I need you to f**k me. I need you to show me just how much I’m yours.” His eyes darkened, making his jade green eyes more of a stormy sea green.

Lifting up my hips, he angled his c**k at my entrance and in one slow thrust, he entered me inch by inch. I gasped, trying to remember to breath. It felt so good to have him filling me to the point I felt full. He moaned the moment he was sitting fully inside of me. Then he started to pump in and out of me, over and over, until he was forcefully moving me with each thrust. My breasts bounced and my moans were clipped and breathy as he continued to build both of us.

“Keep your legs tight around me princess,” he demanded and I immediately clenched my thighs tighter around his waist. One hand began to press and flick my c**t making me tremble as my orgasm begin to crest.

“Don’t loosen your grip princess, no matter what.” I tightened my thighs once more. His other hand came to my throat and he gently squeezed so I was getting just enough oxygen. f**k! The mixture of all three pleasure points was becoming increasingly overwhelming and I wanted to c*m.

“Don’t you dare f*****g c*m Coletta. Not until I give you permission,” Dimitri grunted. I whimpered as he continued to pound into my tight p***y. “That’s it sweetheart, clench my c**k with that tight little pussy.” Of f**k, I was so close. I needed to c*m. I needed him to c*m. I just needed.

He groaned and then said, “c*m for me now Coletta. Give me your orgasm.” I shattered. I absolutely, completely came apart as my p***y clenched and pulsed with the intensity of my orgasm. He let go of my throat and I took in a lungful of sweet air, making the heady rush of my orgasm all that more dizzying and pleasurable. I felt him draw out my orgasm with his thumb on my c**t before he thrust one more time and spilled his seed deep inside of me.

I watched as he came down from his pleasure high and I couldn’t help but feel a deep connection with this man. I wanted to be his and only his. I wanted him to continue to claim me every day of our lives. I needed it on a level so deep, I couldn’t name it. Dimitri’s jade green eyes caught mine.

“Marry me Coletta,” he said softly. “Marry me and become mine.”

I smiled. “I thought I was already yours,” I teased, not being able to help myself. The wicked grin he gave me in turn made my body come alive.

“Oh you are my love. I just thought I’d attempt in saying it as a formality.”

“I have to say, I prefer it when you outright tell me what’s going to be. It’s quite the turn on.” I bit my lip as I gave him a sultry gaze.

“Well, in that case my love,” he whispered as he leaned forward to unhook my bound wrists so I could bring them up to wrap around his neck. “You’re going to marry me tomorrow and become my wife. You’re going to live with me here in this estate I had built for us and you’re going to give yourself to me every night for the rest of our lives.”

He leaned down the rest of the way to capture my lips in a heated, passionate kiss.

“Yes, Mr. Vlaskevitchi. I’m all yours,” I sighed as his kisses traveled down my neck.

“Naughty girl. I’m going to need to punish you for not using your future husband’s first name.”

“That’s what I was hoping you’d do dear,” I chuckled which quickly turned into a low moan as he took as much as my n****e and breast into his mouth and sucked.

I was looking forward to the rest of our lives together. Especially having had to wait five whole years to officially be loved by this man and get a glimpse of the heaven he could take me to. Oh yes, now that he has claimed me, I will have the rest of our lives to claim him as my own. Get ready Dimitri Vlaskevitchi, because your future wife is going to want so, so much more.