Claiming the ULTIMA (English)

Prologue Her scent is so addicting. It's driving me crazy. She was pleasing me the way I wanted her to be. The kisses and the scratches from her were painful, yet they gave me a sensation I had never felt before. I wanted to move my body, but I couldn't. There was like an invisible force that was tied around me. She was in control and I was letting her be in charge. She unzipped my pants and took my length out. Her hand and mouth consistently worked at my growing flesh. I winced from the pressure of her hands, but I felt my length growing bigger in her mouth. My mind couldn't even handle the pleasure coming from her. Her perfect body was already enough for me to explode. "Do you like it?" She asked, making no eye contact. I couldn't see her face. "I like your smell." Words couldn't come out of my mouth as I moaned loudly. Sucking my entirety made her gag. I wanted to penetrate her, but something trapped my body. Just one mark and she will be mine. The pain and the pleasure were so perfect. As I reached the climax, I saw flashes of light and blurry images. The strangest sensation exceeded the best s****l pleasure I had in the past. I was ready to take her when it started raining. My ears were ringing and nothing was coming out of my mouth. "You taste good." In the blink of an eye, she showed herself before slashing my throat. "NOOOOO!" Panting and disturbed, I woke up in my bed alone. It was the same dream I've been having for the last month. I don't know what it means, but it is definitely not fun at all. A faceless woman trying to kill me while having s****l intercourse, a perfect weapon to use. What could she possibly have against me that made me that weak? I have a bad feeling something's going to happen in Douglasville.