Magic, Myth and Mysteries

The Goddess' Chosen One, Chapter Five - Karmer Kramer

5.A night of lust

The kisses turn to frantic undressing really fast. Luna has to have him right now. She doesn’t care for her shirt that he ripped down the middle, but she kind of likes the jeans. A little magic never hurts anyone, so she melts their clothes away. The silent chuckles rumble through Lothor and the vibrations leave a tingling sensation over her skin. His hot hands raise goosebumps over her arms. She longs for his touch. The memory of their first time is at the forefront of her mind. The skilled touch and kisses turned her on.

Luna plasters her body to his. She would climb on him if she could. The evidence of his desire is poking into her belly until he lifts her up from the floor completely. His manhood slides between her legs. The delicious friction over her nether lips promises of more. Lothor never stops kissing her, even when he lays her down on the lush sofa. Her body shivers at every contact. She can feel the wetness pooling between her legs, but he’s taking it slow. He’s only kissing her while her hands roam the broad expanse of his shoulders and back.

Luna moans into his mouth. She wants more. Waiting is torture. She’s burning up with desire. That little friction is turning her on too much. She tilts her hips up to at least rub herself on his shaft faster.

“So impatient,” Lothor chuckles. “I have plans for you, my goddess.”

“Can you set those plans for later and just f**k me?” Luna groans. He can do to her what he wants later, she needs him now.

“Hm? Maybe,” he smiles down at her. Then he kisses her again. Slow, sensual, light. There is no hurry in the way he moves over her.

Lothor kisses her cheek and down her neck. He plays with the sensitive skin on the junction of her neck and shoulder. He nibbles lightly over her collarbone and moves down to her chest. A light bite just over her breast makes her twitch. It doesn’t hurt, it was just unexpected. Lothor takes her breasts in his hands and runs his thumbs over her n*****s. He kisses each taut n****e in turn before he slides even lower on her body. He nestles between her legs and sends her a mischievous wink.

Luna rises from the sofa when she feels his mouth on her p***y. Does he intend to kiss her there? Oh, yes! Her thoughts shatter and her body is one giant nerve. She can’t control her moaning anymore. His tongue slides into the most sensitive spot of her body. The suction of his lips over her c******s sends her into a frenzy she’s never known before. She holds onto the sofa and watches him through hooded eyes. Her breath leaves her lungs on a high pitched note. The flood of senses is too much for her to bear. Luna comes in great spasms that rock her foundations for good. So this is s*x? Damn! And she thought the other night was special?

“Now that I got you all soft and mushy, let me show you what I had planned,” Lothor smiles at her.

“There’s more?” Luna gapes. What could he possibly do that is better than this?

“Oh, you have no idea,” Lothor chuckles. He prowls over her like a cat. One of his hands lifts her leg up and he pushes into her while he looks directly into her eyes. He bites his lip and tilts his head back. The slow movement of his hips awakens her passion.

“More,” Luna demands. Every thrust of his d**k rubs the inner walls of her just right. She can feel another orgasm start to build up. Her hips move on their own and she meets every thrust halfway.

Luna drops back down on the sofa in a rush of happiness. She has her eyes closed, but she feels him above her. Lothor’s body is pressed tightly to hers. He covers her like a blanket. She can feel his d**k still hard inside. He didn’t come with her.

“I love that you’re so sensitive,” he whispers into her ear and the soft breath on her skin sends tingles over her body. “Let’s see how many orgasms you can have in one night.”

Lothor sits next to her and pulls her to his lap. She is surprised when he turns her around and impales her on his shaft again. The new position allows him to go deeper. She can feel him brush up to her womb. Luna gasps when he grabs her hips to guide her in a circular motion. Just slightly up and down, mostly around. His hot kisses over her shoulder distract her and pull her attention in two ways. Her senses are on overload again. She curls her legs up into a kneeling position on either side of his thighs. This raises her slightly and she sinks back down on his rod.

His hands leave her hips in favour of fondling her breasts. Lothor plays with her n*****s, pinching and rubbing just right to bring her to her next orgasm. This time he joins her. She can feel the pulsing of his orgasm deep inside of her. The warm jets are filling her up with additional heat. She loves it. Does she love him? Luckily, he’s not reading her thoughts, because she would die of mortification. Did she fall for him so fast? He is amazing in all aspects, but what does she really know about him? She wants him, he makes her happy. But is this enough?

“I’ll carry you upstairs to let you rest a few minutes,” Lothor picks her up bridal style and walks all casually to the stairs. He climbs up to the top and gently lays her on his bed. The contrast of the red sheets and her silver hair is shimmering in the low light of the bedside lamp. He kisses her again while he lazily runs his hands over her body. The fire is slowly building up again. Is he doing that to her? She moans when his fingers make contact with her sensitive n*****s again. One of his hands slides down and a finger teases her swollen p***y. She is wet with their combined c*m. Luna shudders as his fingers slide inside of her. He teases her with slow rubs before he enters her again. She is a bit sore but the pleasure is back instantly.

Lothor speeds up, the time for slow playing has passed. He f***s her mercilessly. Every thrust counts. Luna pants and squirms, she moves with him and gives back what she’s getting. When she’s near another orgasm, he stops completely. Lothor slides away from her. His eyes shine in the low light. He is beautiful. Then he flips her over onto her arms and knees and rams back inside her p***y in one go. She groans at the invasion. His hands hold her tightly in place before he moves again. Her breasts jiggle in the air, her breath is clipped and short, and she loves it. Her orgasm is right there for the taking. A few more thrusts and she’s there.

Luna mewls softly in protest when he lifts her up in the air and leans her back against his firm chest. The new position doesn’t allow her to move at all. His firm grip around her neck is terrifying, but his soft kisses give her reassurance that he won’t hurt her. It’s exciting, thrilling, and hot. His other hand slowly moves down to her c******s. A few flicks of his finger and she is losing it. The orgasm is so powerful she stops breathing. The energy that flows through her is amazing. It feels like her powers are having a blast. She can practically see the fireworks if she closes her eyes.

“Bliss,” Luna whispers.

“I know,” Lothor chuckles. He lays her down and hugs her. His warmth is all she needs right now. “I’m not done with you, yet.”

“Mmm. I don’t think I can move,” she murmurs.

“Let me kiss it better, then. I bet I can revive your passion,” Lothor kisses gently down her back. He massages her shoulders and arms. Then he moves down her back and ass to her legs. He slowly comes up while kissing every inch of her skin. She never knew that ankles could be so sensitive.

“You win the bet,” Luna winks at him. She spreads her legs and beckons him to come closer. The smile on his face promises a good time to come.