Lorelei

My heart pounded in my chest as I stood motionless, watching as the door swung open. My brain sprang into action at the last minute, but it was too late.

The most attractive and brawny man I've ever seen stood in the doorway, his long, wavy hair falling to his shoulders. He looked like everything sinful and, at the same time, right with this world. A living, breathing god in the flesh.

He let out a guttural growl, pushing himself into the room and shutting the door. My breath hitched in my throat as fear and a mixture of something I couldn’t place stifled in my gut.

I took one look at his dilated, stormy grey eyes and knew I was in trouble. Those stormy eyes narrowed as he took a step forward, his bulky frame towering over my slender one.

I took a cautious step back as he took one forward; it was like a delicate dance between a predator and his prey. It didn’t take long for my back to hit the wall, and I knew there was no way out.

I stood there, trapped between him and the wall. I tried to think of something, anything, to explain myself, but my skin prickled, and a sensation akin to needles spread throughout my body. I groaned as the pain faded to dull waves immediately, leaving a burning need to be touched by this stranger.

One minute, I’m cowering in fear; the next, I want to run my hands through those dark locks as he teases me with his long, slender fingers.

I wasn’t supposed to be thinking such things, but my brain was working with a mind of its own. I tried to focus on his mouth moving, but all I could think of was him running those sensual lips all over my body.

“Who are you?” He growled, his voice sending vibrations throughout my body, settling in the pit of my stomach.

“I… I,” I muttered, trying to form words, but my mind turned blank as I felt wildfire ignite inside me, dominating my entire being.

The sweet cinnamon and spiced rum scent emanating from him sent me into an intoxicating frenzy. One whiff and I was as high as a kite, panting and begging for more.

I gasped as a slow, simmering burn exploded through my core, spreading through my veins like molten lava. Every part of my body ached, begging for a release.

Being this close to him eased some of the burning ache in my belly. I wanted to press my body into his, inhaling and drinking in his scent till I’m unable to tell the difference between where I start and where he stops.

A low growl rumbled from his chest as he sniffed the air and stilled.

He took another sniff, and a loud snarl echoed from his throat. Without warning, he buried his face against my neck and inhaled deeply. A gasp of pleasure shot through me as I felt two sharp fangs grate my skin.

“Ooooh godssss,” I moaned, my privates flared as liquid dripped from between my legs. The prickling sensation focused on my lower belly. I was consumed by maddening arousal; my body trembled uncontrollably.

Then the first wave hit me.

Spasms wrecked my body relentlessly. My lower body contracted so violently that I feared something would tear inside me.

His claws emerged, and in two swift motions, he tore my top, leaving it in tatters on the floor. I stood there naked with my breasts spilling out, full and achingly aroused; my nipples stood erect.

In the same manner, he turned to my pants and reduced them to shreds. Before long, I stood completely nude, vulnerable to his hungry gaze.

In one swift move, he lifted me off my feet and hurled me onto the bed. My entire body buzzed with arousal and fear; my focus was on the man who looked at me like I was a fresh meal to be devoured.

He slid his fingers down my body, cupping and stroking my aching nipples. I let out a startled gasp, my head falling back as he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking with vigor.

His fingers glided over my body, sliding to the inside of my thighs, spreading them wider apart, and settling himself between them. I moaned, pressing my hot core against the bulge of his pants.

“I want. Want you, please.” I groaned, tugging at his pants. When they proved too difficult, he ripped them apart, leaving him clad only in boxers, which did nothing to hide his bulging erection.

My body moved of its own accord, grinding against his cock, impatient and desperate to have it inside me. “I need it, need it.” He broke free, tugging his shirt and boxers off.

His bulging member snapped free; it was thicker and larger than anything I'd ever seen, but I couldn’t focus on that as my skin prickled at the loss of contact; my hands reached for him, desperate to have him in me.

For the first time that night, his lips claimed mine in a fiery kiss that left me breathless. His tongue pushed into my mouth, dominating it. The ache in my body spread as I felt the spasm building again. I reached out to pull his pulsing member to my folds, but he stopped me.

Breaking the kiss, he peppered kisses down to my neck as his finger massaged my clitoris, spreading it. My brain spun as he placed a finger in me. I moaned, arching my hips into his hand to match his movements.

“You’re so hot and tight,” he rumbled, his deep voice shrouding me like a glove.

The ache reduced, and just as my orgasm threatened to overwhelm me, he removed his fingers. I groaned at the sudden loss.

I yelped with surprise as his hot tongue licked my core thoroughly. His tongue replaced his finger as he plunged it into me, causing an unexpected wave of pleasure to sweep through me.

Growls erupted from his throat as he licked my core over and over, slurping loudly, hungrily, as if he was starving and I was food. And he could not get enough.

“Yeess,” I gasped as he plunged his tongue deeper into me, rendering my body weak as raw ecstasy hit me, threatening to engulf me.

A gush of liquid flowed from me as I released. Greedily, he drank it all, his tongue working fast and enthusiastically inside my body.

The climax struck me so powerfully that I felt as if I was going to come out of my body. It was too much! I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe; I barely registered the loud sounds coming from me.

He tore his mouth away. I lay there for a few seconds trying to relearn how to breathe again. He aligned himself between my legs, the tip of his shaft pressed against my swollen pussy, and he pushed in.

“Godsss,” I gasped as his member touched me in the right places. “Give me more, please.”

He obliged, pulling back and driving back in with even more force. “Yess. Like that.”

He leaned forward to whisper in my ear. “You take me so well. I will fuck you till you’re loose and sloppy. When I’m done, your body will only know mine.”

“Yes, yours,” I whispered, my eyelids fluttering closed in bliss as I moved with him. Meeting each of his thrusts.

His lips circled on my nipples, sucking as he continued to thrust. I threw my head back, surrendering as pleasure coursed through me as I reached my peak.

He didn’t slow, plunging into me relentlessly through my orgasm till I was a whimpering, panting mess begging for more.

As I began to descend from my high, he flipped me on the bed. I arched my back instinctively, lifting my butt, and he plunged into me. My fingers gripped the sheets as he slammed into me over and over again.

“So hot.” He kept moving against my clamping muscles and quivering flesh, drawing out another climax. My shaky legs turned to liquid as I fell forward. He followed, his body covering mine as he pounded me into the sheets.

“Fuck, you milk my essence so well,” he grunted, filling me up with his seed, driving me into another convulsing orgasm. My eyes went wide with pleasure as my mouth hung open in a soundless, endless scream, toes curling.

He collapsed onto me, pressing my body into the bed, rolling to the side, taking me with him, spooning me, still deeply buried in me.

I've never felt this good and relaxed in my life. My body tingled with the after-effects of pleasure. I have no idea who this stranger is, but he managed to quench the burning heat in me.

My heavy eyelids fluttered shut. I relished the feeling of being in his arms as sleep lulled at me.