thoughtfully laid down a robe while she had been immersed in Rica’s touch. Her eyes snapped open with the reminder. It took a moment for those surrounding the fire to come into focus. When her eyes adjusted, she saw the Pack watching them.
What she glimpsed in those few moments surprised her. She might have expected anger from some, and there was that in Belia and Istal’s eyes. She certainly would have expected to feel as though they were gaping at her, but most of the expressions bordered on solemn. They were the same expressions one might see at a wedding or funeral. The consummation was about more than sex for most of the Pack. Only a few of the young men and women showed signs of arousal.
Was she depraved for not being able to regard making love with Rica in a holy light? Her body clamored for his possession. All the eyes on her served to increase her ardor, rather than diminish it. She couldn’t think about the solemnity of the ceremony with Rica’s mouth feasting on her breast. Was it the same for all the brides, or was it because she was an outsider?
Rica distracted her from her thoughts when his fingers plunged inside her. Ellie winced. Her pussy was tight from having gone without a lover for several months, although she had gotten an injection on a regular basis, out of habit. She briefly wondered if the Depo-Provera shot she had taken three months ago would still guard against pregnancy, but then his thrusting finger washed away practicality.
Ellie arched her hips as Rica brought another finger inside her. He plunged both into her pussy as far as they would go, giving her a deliciously achy sensation of fulfillment. He encountered no resistance. Her body was slick and welcoming, without the residual muscle tightening. She couldn’t wait any longer.
“Rica,” she managed to say again, with a gasp. She wondered at her inability to speak her mind. Was it another effect of the primitive atmosphere lingering in the air? All she seemed capable of doing was grunting and moaning.
The sound of his heavy breathing swayed her thoughts. Ellie parted her thighs further, as Rica settled between them. The soft hair on his legs chafed her thighs when she wrapped her legs around him. His fingers withdrew from inside her to open her lips. She cried out with pleasure when Rica’s cock surged inside her. He filled her to her limits. Still, she arched her hips, struggling to take in more of him, although she had his full length already.
His fingers moved to caress her clit as he withdrew and thrust into her again. Ellie moaned when her tight muscles loosened even further, allowing more of his cock to fill her. She tightened her thighs around him and returned his thrusts as best she could. He didn’t break rhythm as he thrust in and out of her, while caressing her clit. She didn’t need the extra stimulation, but she couldn’t find her voice to tell him his cock driving into her was enough.
It was almost painful to have him stroking her clit while his cock plunged into her, but the line between pleasure and pain was too fine to allow her to separate the emotions. Ellie dug her nails into Rica’s back as he surged inside her with a hard thrust. Her pussy spasmed around him, and his cock reciprocated. An orgasm washed through her as his fluid pumped into her. Her supersensitive clit recoiled from his stroking fingers, and he withdrew them.
She pressed closer to Rica, milking his cock for the last bit of his satisfaction. Her heart raced in her ears, and a cry burst from her. It sounded eerily like a howl, and the members standing around the circle echoed her. It was a shocking reminder of their presence, but not an intrusive one. Somehow, it felt right to lie with Rica in front of them, to not hide their passion from the Pack.
She briefly wondered why civilized marriage ceremonies didn’t conclude this way, but couldn’t imagine her straight-laced parents consummating their marriage in such a fashion. She didn’t
What she glimpsed in those few moments surprised her. She might have expected anger from some, and there was that in Belia and Istal’s eyes. She certainly would have expected to feel as though they were gaping at her, but most of the expressions bordered on solemn. They were the same expressions one might see at a wedding or funeral. The consummation was about more than sex for most of the Pack. Only a few of the young men and women showed signs of arousal.
Was she depraved for not being able to regard making love with Rica in a holy light? Her body clamored for his possession. All the eyes on her served to increase her ardor, rather than diminish it. She couldn’t think about the solemnity of the ceremony with Rica’s mouth feasting on her breast. Was it the same for all the brides, or was it because she was an outsider?
Rica distracted her from her thoughts when his fingers plunged inside her. Ellie winced. Her pussy was tight from having gone without a lover for several months, although she had gotten an injection on a regular basis, out of habit. She briefly wondered if the Depo-Provera shot she had taken three months ago would still guard against pregnancy, but then his thrusting finger washed away practicality.
Ellie arched her hips as Rica brought another finger inside her. He plunged both into her pussy as far as they would go, giving her a deliciously achy sensation of fulfillment. He encountered no resistance. Her body was slick and welcoming, without the residual muscle tightening. She couldn’t wait any longer.
“Rica,” she managed to say again, with a gasp. She wondered at her inability to speak her mind. Was it another effect of the primitive atmosphere lingering in the air? All she seemed capable of doing was grunting and moaning.
The sound of his heavy breathing swayed her thoughts. Ellie parted her thighs further, as Rica settled between them. The soft hair on his legs chafed her thighs when she wrapped her legs around him. His fingers withdrew from inside her to open her lips. She cried out with pleasure when Rica’s cock surged inside her. He filled her to her limits. Still, she arched her hips, struggling to take in more of him, although she had his full length already.
His fingers moved to caress her clit as he withdrew and thrust into her again. Ellie moaned when her tight muscles loosened even further, allowing more of his cock to fill her. She tightened her thighs around him and returned his thrusts as best she could. He didn’t break rhythm as he thrust in and out of her, while caressing her clit. She didn’t need the extra stimulation, but she couldn’t find her voice to tell him his cock driving into her was enough.
It was almost painful to have him stroking her clit while his cock plunged into her, but the line between pleasure and pain was too fine to allow her to separate the emotions. Ellie dug her nails into Rica’s back as he surged inside her with a hard thrust. Her pussy spasmed around him, and his cock reciprocated. An orgasm washed through her as his fluid pumped into her. Her supersensitive clit recoiled from his stroking fingers, and he withdrew them.
She pressed closer to Rica, milking his cock for the last bit of his satisfaction. Her heart raced in her ears, and a cry burst from her. It sounded eerily like a howl, and the members standing around the circle echoed her. It was a shocking reminder of their presence, but not an intrusive one. Somehow, it felt right to lie with Rica in front of them, to not hide their passion from the Pack.
She briefly wondered why civilized marriage ceremonies didn’t conclude this way, but couldn’t imagine her straight-laced parents consummating their marriage in such a fashion. She didn’t
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