Out of the World

28. Just getting started

Zorion

My tongue swiped into her mouth, tangling with her tongue as I explored every corner of her mouth in a possessive kiss.

Since my words didn’t seem to be enough for her, I would have to make her feel all my passion and adoration on her skin.

Nina moaned into our kiss and I nibbled at her lips, pressing my body against her soft and small frame.

Pulling her skirt up, I stroked up her inner left thigh until I found her soaking wet thong. My mate almost leaped at my caresses, but I didn’t stop! I simply found a way inside her thong and circled her opening.

“Zorion… we are in the forest,” she murmured between soft moans, putting a little distance between her face and mine. I took advantage of it to pull her top up.

“I know.” With the help of my telekinetic abilities, I kept my mate still.

“We can’t,” she gasped, her eyes wide with surprise.

“Yes, we can and we will, Honey. I will show you pleasure and love. I will make you c*um until you understand that you are perfect for me,” I murmured back, pinning her arms up and pushing the top off her.

“You are crazy! What if someone sees us?” she murmured, but I could feel her growing wetter. She liked the risk, she craved it. My body knew hers well, she was made for me in the same way I was made for her.

“No one comes to this place. Besides that, I can see how the fear of being caught makes you wet, Little Honey. Don’t think, just feel,” I told her and she nodded.

“Yes.” That word was all I needed to go on with my caresses. My finger thrust into her as I cupped her b.oobs and I telekinetically ripped her b.ra. On the spot, I captured her pebbled ni.pple into my mouth, sucking and nibbling at it. Her b.oobs were bigger now, ripe, almost begging to be kissed, tasted.

I curled my finger inside her as my thumb massaged her cli.t, working her out slowly, teasingly.

“Zorion, please – I…” she cried out, she was close. But I wouldn’t let her come now, I wanted her to climax into my mouth as I drank her sweet arousal.

Holding her close, I teleported us to our room in a flash of light and laid her on the bed, covering her body with me.

After feasting on her ni.pples and teasing her cl.it for a while, I straddled her with my knees, pulling my shirt off and getting rid of her skirt and thong. Now I had her just like I wanted her: n.aked, wet, mine.

Opening her legs widely, I placed a single kiss on her slit, making her body undulate slowly and earning a sweet moan from her.

“On your knees, Nina,” I told her, looking intently at her semi-open honey-coloured eyes. She almost jumped off the bed at my words, but complied, and in a matter of seconds, she was on her knees as I stood up in front of her.

My hands worked fast, unbuckling my pants, pulling it and my boxer-shorts down, letting my c.ock spring free and completely at attention, impossibly hard for her. How I wanted to feel her warm mouth around it.

My little Honey smiled, and her tongue ran across her bottom lip, making my erection throb. Damn, she was driving me insane.

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Nina

I'd never imagined I would like these things: public places, a rougher touch… well, before Zorion I hadn’t tried the being touched thing at all and didn’t see much of the appeal of it. Now, I didn’t only enjoy all of those but was exploding in ecstasy.

I knew it was only because I trusted this man like I'd never trusted anyone before and because he was right: my body knew that he was perfect for me —even though my overthinking head insisted on doubting it.

But hell, when he pretty much commanded me to get on my knees and set that huge magical wand free, I lost the last marble of logic standing and gave in to my body’s desire. Lvst. Love.

Maybe passion was like art, both about shutting your brain off and letting go. Pure instinct, emotion, ecstasy. Of one thing I was sure, Zorion was art. Perfectly sculpted, his chest, those abs and each single vein in his magical shaft. The only difference between the Greek statues and him was that he didn’t have it small. Oh, no! Not at all!

Looking into his eyes, now bright blue with desire, I took his wand in my hands. Trying to close my hands around it, I moved up and down his warm skin. My lips brushed against his leaking tip and I had my first taste of him. Salty. Musky. Delicious.

I took his tip into my mouth as my hands worked the rest of the long thing.

“I want to be deep inside your mouth, Nina!” he groaned, his hands roamed from my face all the way down my arms.

Nodding, I took a few more inches in. It was a tight fit, but I wanted more. Taking a long breath, I took as much as I could and felt his tip touching the back of my throat. My lips ran up his shaft as I caressed him with my tongue, and clenching his eyes shut, Zorion let out a deep groan.

A jolt of pleasure spread across my body at the feeling that I was the one making that hot, magical and perfect man lost in pleasure. I felt powerful and that only emboldened me to suck him harder, clench my cheeks around his shaft to make some pressure, move my tongue faster as I pushed him all the way in again. My eyes couldn’t leave his semi-close ones. I was almost hypnotised by his pleasure.

Reaching down, I caressed his balls slowly, squeezing it gently, and that seemed to be my mate’s undoing. Zorion grunted, quivering, the taste of his salty fluid exploding on my tongue. He was close, but instead of letting me go, he placed his hands on both sides of my head, making me stop.

“I have to taste you too, Honey!” His voice was grave, deep, and almost er.otic. I let him lay me back on the bed, and to my surprise, instead of lying on top of me, he was by my side. Lifting me by my waist, he did something I would never see coming and sat me on his face.

Hell! How was that so hot? His firm hands on my led me to lean against his body and helped me adjust in such a way that my lips were close to his d.ick. Without losing time, I sucked his tip in and Zorion’s groan was muffled by my s*x. His tongue swirled into me, making me lose my focus, my bearings and my mind.

My body knew only how to do two things: suck and moan. I took him in as much as I could once again, my tongue stroking the warm skin of his rock-hard d.ick. My throat closed around him, and my gag reflex was coming, but I didn’t care at all. I wanted his taste, his groans sending vibration into my pvssy, I wanted his pleasure.

He almost grunted into my channel, his fingers working my c.lit energetically and his parched tongue doing its best to lick me dry; I could feel more of my juices pouring for him. My inner walls clenching as desire and ecstasy buzzed into my bloodstream. It was too much.

Sucking faster and harder, I let the pleasure come in and explode in the pit of my stomach. I quivered, his d.ick jumping out of my mouth as I moaned out loud and lost myself in pleasure, c*uming hard from my high.

After I gasped for air a couple of times, my hands reached for his d.ick, and I stroked him until I recovered my breath and was able to have him in my mouth again. I sucked deep, fast, and he helped me, thrusting deep but carefully into my mouth. His tongue work didn’t stop, he was trying to take another 0rgasm out of me and yesss, I wanted to give him that, flood his mouth with my pvssy juices.

My nails ran across his loins, and it seemed to be the last straw — or better said, last stroke — before he too exploded in pleasure. His warm and rich c+m filled my mouth, and following my instincts and my body’s desire, I swallowed all I could and let the rest run down the corners of my lips as his d.ick left my mouth with a pop-wet sound.

Zorion collected me in his arms, wrapping me in his embrace and kissing my cheek softly. My body was half-numb and half on the edge. I needed more.

Licking down my lips, my tongue wiped my face clean as much as it could. My eyes met Zorion’s dark blue ones and gave me a delicious smile.

His hand roamed down my belly and to my surprise, instead of caressing my cli.t, he slapped it gently. A gasp escaped me, what shocked me most wasn’t his doing, but the fact that I really enjoyed it. Oh, and he seemed to know it. He knew what I liked, my body was his to pleasure, to tame, to … slap, even.

“We are only starting, Honey,” he murmured with a grin.

Sitting up, he reached for the bag of stuff Nema the Nympho gave me. My eyes opened wide and my yearning se.x throbbed, pulsing like a heart. Holy Fvck! This would be the hottest and craziest night of my life and I could hardly wait.