Lucian_Devine
Owned and Collared
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The lips that travelled up his neck and the increased speed of her movements made Zeke squirm that much more, his unintentional pulling again her hold at his wrists increasing as well. He was trying to do what she'd asked of him, even if she hadn't demanded it of him this time, and now she was making it all the harder for him to obey.
When the three words did finally come, whispered huskily against his ear, Zeke's response was instantaneous. He abruptly turned his head to find her lips, kissing her with power and insistence that bordered on violent. She clearly didn't care though, because her movements on his cock only got faster and harder, their slick flesh slapping against each others with every punishing movement that fed his cock into her devouring cunt.
The sharp pull of her mouth away from his made Zeke gasp and groan in protest, despite the cry of pleasure that erupted from her lips. Any doubts he had about her pleasure would have vanished when he felt the gush of her juices down his cock to coat his balls and the sheets below them. He was right there with her, gasping, panting, and moaning as his own pleasure finally overwhelmed his exhausted body. The tingling reached his balls and surged upwards, and made his cock erupt with his own cum. He quaked beneath her, his entire body shaking violently as her hands continued to hold him hostage.
The woman's movements somehow didn't miss a beat as she fucked her juices onto him and his into her, riding out the full of her release before finally utterly collapsing on to of him. His own cock responded with one final pulse of cum inside her. His arms encircled her then, having finally been loosed from her death grip. The room was silent then, save for their haggard breathing as they struggled to recover from the brief but draining experience.
It wasn't until that moment, with the both of them catching their breath, that Zeke finally remembered the question she'd asked him before kissing him. He reflected on it as he laid beneath her, thinking about his own reasoning for that action, whether he should answer her now, or if she even remembered it herself.
"I left without you, because I wasn't sure how your men would react if I walked towards you with weapons, even weapons you'd given me. I also wasn't sure if there were rules about speaking before being spoken to." Zeke paused after his first two statements and just stared at the ceiling. "My people aren't familiar with court life, with it's rules and propriety...I wasn't even sure your men would let me leave, especially with weapons, lest I try and fight my way out...So I figured the safest thing was to give up the weapons there and come straight here and not give the escorts any reasons to try and kill me..."
Zeke's gaze never moved from it's random spot on the ceiling as he spoke, and his voice was just a steady matter-of-fact tone. Even now he hated the uncertainty of his future, not knowing if she'd free him with the rest of his people that she'd promised to help or keep him for herself. His face reflected none of the feelings and thoughts rolling through his head.
When the three words did finally come, whispered huskily against his ear, Zeke's response was instantaneous. He abruptly turned his head to find her lips, kissing her with power and insistence that bordered on violent. She clearly didn't care though, because her movements on his cock only got faster and harder, their slick flesh slapping against each others with every punishing movement that fed his cock into her devouring cunt.
The sharp pull of her mouth away from his made Zeke gasp and groan in protest, despite the cry of pleasure that erupted from her lips. Any doubts he had about her pleasure would have vanished when he felt the gush of her juices down his cock to coat his balls and the sheets below them. He was right there with her, gasping, panting, and moaning as his own pleasure finally overwhelmed his exhausted body. The tingling reached his balls and surged upwards, and made his cock erupt with his own cum. He quaked beneath her, his entire body shaking violently as her hands continued to hold him hostage.
The woman's movements somehow didn't miss a beat as she fucked her juices onto him and his into her, riding out the full of her release before finally utterly collapsing on to of him. His own cock responded with one final pulse of cum inside her. His arms encircled her then, having finally been loosed from her death grip. The room was silent then, save for their haggard breathing as they struggled to recover from the brief but draining experience.
It wasn't until that moment, with the both of them catching their breath, that Zeke finally remembered the question she'd asked him before kissing him. He reflected on it as he laid beneath her, thinking about his own reasoning for that action, whether he should answer her now, or if she even remembered it herself.
"I left without you, because I wasn't sure how your men would react if I walked towards you with weapons, even weapons you'd given me. I also wasn't sure if there were rules about speaking before being spoken to." Zeke paused after his first two statements and just stared at the ceiling. "My people aren't familiar with court life, with it's rules and propriety...I wasn't even sure your men would let me leave, especially with weapons, lest I try and fight my way out...So I figured the safest thing was to give up the weapons there and come straight here and not give the escorts any reasons to try and kill me..."
Zeke's gaze never moved from it's random spot on the ceiling as he spoke, and his voice was just a steady matter-of-fact tone. Even now he hated the uncertainty of his future, not knowing if she'd free him with the rest of his people that she'd promised to help or keep him for herself. His face reflected none of the feelings and thoughts rolling through his head.