The Black Onyx Pact by Morgana D. Baroque Page B

back while her thighs tremble visibly, offering herself to those strong hands that know how to touch her. She emits a continuous cry, feeling a warm liquid coming out from her and wetting Drakkar on his intimate parts. The man groans commenting obscenely — but in a manner that however in that moment sounds just perfect — the little stream of her “ water of pleasure ”, as he calls it . He rubs his whole hand on her dripping intimacy and soon penetrates her with his hard member again, moving more deeply than before since now Sibylle is less tight because incredibly, sweetly, erotically wet and close to the orgasm. Their bodies move in such vehemence that the bed starts to creak and even scraping on the floor. Drakkar rubs his fingers just above her clitoris and understands he is doing the right thing when he hears her panting uncontrollably. She holds the handcuffs with her fingers then contracts all the muscles of her body before howling loud the name of Drakkar. He continues to touch her until the spasms of her body don't cease.
    «Good girl. That's my little she-wolf.» he praises her, stroking her hair.
    He stops to enjoy the involuntary contractions of her vagina, now more soft and slippery. After that he begins to move inside her furiously, unleashing the wild beast in him. Sibylle feel breathless and almost scared by his brute force, but a part of her loves that tasty furiousness caused by an uncontrollable passion. When he feels on the verge of pleasure he stands up on the bed remaining legs wide open masturbating, towering over her. Sibylle looks at him and thinks he is the most impressive and stately man she ever met. She stares at him excitedly, watching him focusing on his own pleasure with his left hand moving fast on his hard, huge member. She looks at him throwing his head back and grunting loudly before sprinkling her with his hot fluid. The powerful movement of his hand causes the semen to scatters all over her body: on the face, on the breasts, on the groin and on the thighs.
    When the man stops he looks at her and smiles pleased; then he sits beside her and admires the drops of his sperm shining everywhere on that silky skin. He chuckles hoarsely then begins to spread it on the soft breast. She opens her mouth immediately, sticking out her tongue and looking at him with suppliant eyes. He moves his fingers, dripping with sperm, to her mouth.
«What is it, baby, you wanna taste it, hmmm?»
She nods, closing her eyes and moving her head toward his hand. Drakkar strokes her lips with his fingers and she lifts better her head to lick them before to suck them deep in her warm mouth, with a husky moan. Drakkar feels as if a warm hand touched him right in the chest. He looks enraptured Sibylle's mouth sucking slowly his big fingers, with her beautiful pink lips holding them tight. She looks at him moaning sensuously. He pulls his fingers out and she falls gently back on the pillows, then licks her lips smiling mischievously.
    «Again.» she whispers.
    Drakkar swallows, then runs his finger in the sperm on her stomach and brings it closer to her mouth again. Sibylle bites her lips moaning delightedly, opening widely her hungry mouth. He looks at that lips wrapping his finger which is being lapped from inside her mouth by that warm tongue. She sucks eagerly. Drakkar slips it out and takes a long and deep breath to retrieve his self-control. Sibylle smiles. The man bends over to touch her lips with his.
    «Is it good, babe?»
    She licks her own lips making a ‘ slurp ‚’ sound.
    «Mmmm, it's delicious.»
    He takes her face in his hands and kisses her deeply, leaving her breathless. When he moves away they both have dreamy eyes.
    «Drakkar?»
    «Hmmm?»
    «You want me tied up all night?»
    He giggles.
    «Well, it wouldn't be a bad idea to have you naked and tied, offered to me, ready to be used when I want...»
He gently slaps her on her exposed nude femininity, making her wince hard. But then he starts to