Forbidden Wings

Heat

Opening her eyes lazily, all she could see was the tan of his back and the granite sheets that were wrapped around them. She waited just a moment, watching the rise and fall of his breathing. She enjoyed just lying there with him smiling at herself. Looking around the room, she noticed that there was nothing in the room at all, nothing truly personal about him. A few pictures of what she thought was family, since everyone in the photos was extremely beautiful. She was staring at one in particular that looked strangely familiar. She couldn't put her finger on it. Maybe it was that she had just ripped that shirt off of him a couple hours ago or maybe it was the familiar eyes of the strong gorgeous woman next to him. The bed rolled beneath her as he turned over towards her. Pulling her close, he breathed in her scent, feeling warm and happy that she was still there in his bed. To him, she smelled like apples and vanilla. He smiled into her throat and kissed the warm skin, feeling her pulse jump and her body respond to him. They spent the next hour exchanging touches and laughing while getting to know each other better.

Atla sent Tarani a quick text reassuring her that all was safe, no shadows had entered the house and they were in a blissful bubble that she wouldn’t allow to pop. They rolled onto their sides snuggling close and fell back asleep not dreaming because, at that moment, they couldn't want more than what they had with each other.

In the morning, they said" f**k it" to school and spent the morning in bed again learning new ways to please one another. Mason found a spot on the left side of Atla's neck that, if he licked, kissed or bit, would send his queen over the edge of bliss. After hours of Atla trying to find a similar spot on him, she gave up. Smirking up at him, she lowered her body until her mouth was aligned with the tip of his d**k. Teasing him, she peppered kisses around his hard length, not once putting her mouth to it. With his head thrown back, his voice filled with heat, he told her not to start something she wasn't intending on finishing. Hovering her lips right over his hardness she breathed, "Oh, I intend to finish it." With that she slammed his length to the back of her throat, holding him there while he pulsed. She began bobbing her head, only pausing to swat his hand away as he tried to grab her head. With a deadly glare she threatened, "If you don't like how I do it, you can feel free to do it yourself." She began her assault on his c**k again and had her cumming down her throat within seconds. She smiled at him evilly, "Seems like I was doing a decent job after all."

After finally emerging from the bedroom, they showered, taking their time to wash suds over one another with care. She left her hair down and he played with it as she cooked french toast for the two. Overwhelmed with joy, Atla let her abilities shine, knowing that she would not be hiding from him. She cleaned the kitchen with a wave of her hand as she sat on top of Mason. He couldn’t let ten seconds pass without having some contact with her. He loved to watch her fall apart when his lips traced patterns across her skin. Sitting on the kitchen counter, he gripped her thick curves and let her fingers run through his hair. She was taking advantage of her upper hand. Moving at inhuman speed, she moved from the top of the counter to him beneath her. He gasped in shock and pleasure at her movements. Her mouth moved the length of his torso over the muscles there, making her moan in appreciation. She wanted him badly but wanted to take her time. She let her lips play at his waistband, teasing him as he tried to grind his hips forward. She stood planning to drag him to the kitchen table, but he caught her off guard, yanking her towards his body to nip at the sensitive spot on her neck she never knew she had. He moved so her back was against the wall, holding her hands above her head. Looking deep into her eyes, he commanded her not to move. She opened her mouth to give a snarky remark, but closed hard when she saw his eyes flickering. It looked like blue flames were dancing in his eyes. She couldn't move even if she wanted to, she was captivated. Not understanding what was happening to him, she found herself only able to stare. A different part of this man's soul was in control now and as much as she wanted to be afraid, she felt nothing but want for him. As he inhaled deeply, still holding her gaze, his blue eyes darkened. His voice vibrated as he said, "I can smell how much you want me kitten." Hearing the pet name was her undoing, her juices poured from her core and she begged him to satisfy the ache deep in her belly. He pushed her lace to the side and slammed his full length into her. Not waiting for her to adjust, he started moving fast. Too fast for a human, but Atla couldn't care in that moment, she was diving headfirst into pleasure. Just before she orgasmed, Mason bit hard into the sweet spot on her neck. Stars exploded behind her eyes and she screamed in pleasure, milking his c**k as her core contracted. Hearing her ecstasy set Mason off and he exploded inside of her, rocking slowly to ride his orgasm as long as possible.