Revolting

"Fine." Her expression changed from uncertain, to determined. She used her grip on my shirt to pull me back toward her. I guess that she wasn't scared after all. She was unexpectedly aggressive as she pressed her ripe body against me. Her hands tugged my shirt out of my waistband, and her small hands ran wild over my heated skin. Everywhere her fingers touched, my skin burst into flames. She tried unsuccessfully to tug the shirt over my head. "Too many clothes," she complained.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

I dragged my shirt off, and then I returned to her. My heart was racing fast, but I reminded myself to go slow. If I did nothing else right in my life, I was going to make sure that making love with me was the most pleasurable experience in her life. I stripped off her shirt, and thoroughly enjoyed the site of the goosebumps that jumped up on her skin as the cool air hit her heated, exposed skin. Her breasts were straining against a bra that was looking a tad too small for her new curves. I kissed her neck and nibbled at her collar-bone as I reached behind her to unfasten the clips, and pull her bra free. "Nina," I groaned, "you are so beautiful."

Her eyes were dilated with passion and she fumbled with the button of my pants. I helped her, and kicked the trousers aside before I reached for the elastic band of her leggings, and peeled them down. My mouth followed my hands, kissing her navel, the soft flesh of her inner, thigh, her calf. She was laying before me in nothing but a pair of white cotton panties... and the lime green wrap around her knees. I couldn't stop touching her, and tasting her. Every inch of her fascinated me. She also seemed determined to memorize every line of my body. I let her explore, only stopping her when she brought her hands inside of my boxers. It wasn't that I didn't want her to touch me there, but I was afraid if she started, I'd lose control. I pinned her naughty hands over her head, and gave my full attention to her breasts. Her nipples were erect, and begging to be touched. I cupped a heavy globe in my hand, keeping her wrist pinned with the other, and ran my thumb over her nipple. She moaned, and arched her back, pressing her flesh more firmly against me. I lowered my head to taste, first one side, and then other. Licking the beaded tip, sucking gently, and then giving it a little bite. She moaned, and fought against my hold on her hands. When she couldn't free her hands, she used her legs. She wrapped her legs around my hips, and pulled me closer.

I chuckled at her eagerness. "Don't be impatient, my love. We'll get there." I had to let go of her wrists so that I could move my exploration lower. I trailed my fingers over the firm round mound of her abdomen and kissed her there, and then I moved lower. I hooked my thumbs into her panties and dragged them down off her legs before I returned to the apex of her thighs. Her scent was strong with arousal, and it was like an aphrodisiac to my brain. I slid a hand between her legs, and slid a finger between her lips. She was hot and wet, and tight. Her body had gone utterly still at my touch, except for the heaving of her ribs. I watched her as she watched me with round eyes. I slipped my fingers in and out, and then slid them over her clit. She cried out and bucked under me in surprise. It didn't matter that she was pregnant, it was just like making love to a virgin who had never experienced the pleasures of love-making before.

I lowered my mouth to her, and she cried out in alarm. "Shane! Wait, you can't... oh my god.." she grabbed at the sheets and writhed underneath me. I gently stroked and swirled around her with my tongue until she stopped fighting it, and started to unconsciously rock her hips against my mouth. "That's it baby," I encouraged her, sliding two fingers inside her as I continued to stroke her with my tongue, "just let it go."

She moaned again and grabbed for the only part of me that she could reach - which was my hair. She didn't seem to know whether to push me away, or pull me closer. I matched her rhythm with my fingers until her thighs started to tremble, and with a cry she tumbled over the edge, her inner muscles clenching around my fingers, her whole body arching off the bed. Only then did I press my erection up against her opening. "Nina... Nina look at me."

She opened her eyes, which had been clenched tightly shut, and looked at me, dazed. "Tell me its okay. Tell me you want this."

I can't tell how she did it, but in one deft movement she had grasped hold of my hips, and thrust her pelvis upward, and sank my shaft into her hot, wet body. Her eyes burned into mine, as her nails bit into my skin. "I want you Shane. Make love to me." I couldn't deny her, I would never be able to deny her anything. I began to move slowly over her, pulling in and pushing out, but soon, she wasn't satisfied with slow and gentle any more. She wrapped her legs around my hips, pulling me in deeper. I was bracing my body on my arms to keep my weight off from her stomach, and her nails were biting into my biceps as she arched wantonly beneath me. She closed her eyes as she began to climb toward another peak, biting her lip to try and hold in her moans. "Nina..." I gasped, teetering on the edge myself. "Open your eyes baby, I want to see you." She opened her eyes and stared into mine with those bottomless golden-brown orbs. I sat up and adjusted myself so that I was kneeling, and her legs were over my arms. I held her round butt in my hands as I began to pump more frantically. Sweat was dripping down my back as I tried to hold in my own orgasm. I wanted her to come again before I lost myself in her. It didn't take long before I felt her legs begin to tremble, and she was crying out my name as her vagina spasmed around me, gently milking me as I poured my seed into her. I was lost in the moment, overcome by love and lust and the need to possess her fully, and without thinking, with our bodies still fused together and trembling, I leaned forward and sank my teeth into the soft flesh between her neck and her shoulder. She screamed out in surprise, pleasure and pain.

I gently licked away the blood. Perhaps I should have asked her first, sought her permission before I marked her... but I couldn't regret it. She was mine, and I wanted the whole world to know it. I had completed the mating ritual, and claimed her in a way that Nolan never had. I pulled out of her and lay down beside her. My finger traced over her lips, which were swollen both from my kisses, and from her biting them to try and hold in her passionate noises. I looked her over protectively, "Are you okay, my love?"

She purred and wrapped herself around me. "I've never felt so okay in my whole life."