I feel the bed shift. I open my eyes to see Theo kneeling before me at the foot of the bed. I smile as I watch him, especially when he starts to remove all his clothes. Even in my drowsy state, I find him beautiful. The moonlight sifting through the curtains gives him a more erotic quality. He looks so divine.
This is a nice dream. He is a beautiful illusion. There is no way, he'd be in my room, naked and very ready to make love to me. He removes the blanket that's covering my body and opens my legs.
"Kaiya…" he whispers. "I miss you so much."
I miss him. But it's hard to believe that he does miss me. He's been gone for more than a week. He broke his promise to me, and I am sure he will be gone for a while more.
He lifts my legs and places them over his shoulders. I smile. I am too horny for him that I am getting these nice dreams. I close my eyes. This will pass too, and tomorrow is another day without him.
Suddenly, a tongue laps on my folds. I jerk and my eyes open wide. This sensation is definitely not a dream! Completely awake, I pull back and push at his head. Instead of letting me go, his arms tighten around my legs.
"Theo!" Then I squeal as his tongue continues to explore my woman bits.
He didn't stop to my surprise. My hips start to move, matching the rhythm of his tongue. When his tongue finds my clit, he circles around the small nub, which makes me crazy in pleasure. My body arches and my hands go on his hair.
"Ahhh…" I moan, pushing my body against his mouth.
Instead, he keeps me in place and sucks. Then his tongue enters. My head rolls back, my orgasm is so powerful, that my back bends in a more unnatural way than ever. He pauses letting me ride the pleasure that he gives. I am so undone and helpless, that tear starts to fall. I have no control over it.
"Theo…" I whimper.
"More Kaiya," he says. "I want more of you. Cum for me again."
I am still trying to make sense of it when he licks my privates again. I groan. I am still throbbing and he is on the offensive again. It's as if he is cleaning me of my juices.
"Call my name over and over, Kaiya," he says, as he continues his service.
Unnerved and on the edge of the precipice again, I release on his mouth the second time. My body is quivering in pleasure. I am panting so hard. He allows me a short respite, but his hand explores my body, his fingers trailing my feverish skin. And the way he watches me. And it is only making me shiver in desire.
Seeing what he's doing to me, his mouth goes between my legs again. This time he cups my buttocks, so he can pull me closer to his mouth. When he plays on my clit, I scream in resignation again. My legs shoot up and my fingers tighten on his hair. I orgasm the third time.
"Please, Theo," I cry. "I want you inside of me," I beg him.
He makes a light tap on my clit and my hips raise in response. "Kaiya," he whispers. He kisses my navel, up to my stomach, until my chest. He plays with my left nipple with his fingers and he sucks on my right nipple.
His slow kisses are torture especially when I feel his erect manhood on my legs. To make him claim me already, I wrap my legs around his torso. He moves up and I rub myself on him.
"Enough," he says, holding my hips as it gyrates against him. "Damn, Kaiya. You are making me lose my mind," he breathes, kissing the side of my cheek.
I close my eyes, as he showers kisses on my face. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him to kiss him. Hard and rough, like what he taught me. I suck on his lips as if it's the tastiest dessert I ever had.
"Kaiya…"
I pull him back again, smashing my lips on him. He is wrong. I am the one losing my mind because of him, because of this mate bond. I am craving so much for him. I am in a crazed state because of this pleasure. And even if he has multiple women in his harem, I accept him, without a problem, back into my bed. No. I will beg him to come to my bed, despite all that.
"Please…" my voice breaks.
He cups my face. He frowns as he studies my face. "Why are you crying, Kaiya?"
"I am yours, Theo. Only yours. Please claim me now," I beg.
Theo obeys. He situates himself between me and in a painfully slow fashion, his manhood invades me. I raise my hips, to meet him, and he groans in pleasure. After giving a kiss on the side of my cheek, he gets up, holds firmly on my waist, pulls back, and then shoves his member inside me, up to the hilt.
My body jerks as I have my fourth orgasm. I am shivering. My body is on heat. I am sweating so hard, that my bed feels like a sponge soaked in water. And yet, every time Theo pauses, to watch me being overwhelmed by desire, everything restarts.
Then he starts to move, no more soft and gentle this time. He starts to move faster, just what I need from him. His hand is tight on my waist and I know it will bruise me tomorrow. His thrusts are faster, my boobs jiggle every time he impales me. But we are both delirious in our passion. Excruciatingly delicious. I touch his knees and he groans at the contact.
I don't know how long he's been thrusting inside. I also lost count on how many times I orgasmed while he was inside of me. All I know is the feel of him inside of me, our conjoined bodies sweating and heaving in pure pleasure, and the way we touch each other's skin.
We are intoxicated. He keeps on calling my name, and I keep on calling his name while asking for more. I become so greedy. I don't want him to stop. I don't care about the soreness anymore. I just want his body close to me.
"Ah!" he screams, as he releases again.
Panting on top of me, I gyrate my hips and clench around his shaft.
"Kaiya…" he whispers, rubbing my bottom lip, before sucking it again.
But I am still in a frenzy. I want to drink more of him. "More Theo…" I whisper. "I want more of you."
My hand reaches to his shoulders. My nails dig into his skin, but he didn't mind. Instead, I feel him grow larger again. I clench around him again, as if I want to trap him inside forever. He moans in my mouth. He starts to move again.
"Faster," I order. And he did. "Damn!" I scream. "More, oh goddess, please more."
He raises himself and lifts one of my legs, then his thrusts go faster and I meet him every single time. Wet sounds and our moans are creating harmony in my room. I'm sure if someone is outside, he can hear our cries of pleasure. But I don't care anymore. I am too lost in the moment.
I want him to ruin me, to destroy me, to have all of me, to completely devour me, so much that even if he's with another woman, all he can think of is me.