THE AWAKENING

Chapter-10-

He eyed her with open speculation, as if weighing the truth of her statement. Perhaps he feared she’d chomp his dick off. The thought had merit.

But a tingling deep inside her belly had begun to curl itself around her senses and a hunger that had nothing to do with food had taken root.

She recognized the signs this time. She smothered the groan as her temperature kicked up a notch.

Soon, she’d start ripping her own clothes off in her need to be touched and fucked. Oh, how she hated Phasing.

She blew a hard breath through her clenched teeth, unable to stop the carnal smile that curved her lips. “Are we going to talk about all day or get down to business?”

Momentarily startled by her easy acquiesce, Ulster stripped quickly, shredding his clothes as if flicking lint from a sport coat.

His body was a hard maze of scars from battles fought and survived; whether he was the winner or loser of those battles, she didn’t know and it didn’t matter.

Those crisscrossed, jagged lines were the mark of a survivor, no matter the outcome. Her blood thrilled at the savagery she saw in those wounds. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

She tore the ugly dress from her body, delighting in the way the cold air caressed her bare skin. Ulster growled in open appreciation at what he saw.

Her body had always been trim and fit — the benefit of a super fast metabolism — but her skin fairly glowed with the heat of the Phase.

“Get out!” he roared and the room cleared. He circled her. His jutting cock, monstrous and thick, with a dripping bead of moisture escaping the tip, drew her attention. He noted her riveted attention to the bobbing length and he grinned with pride. “Like what you see?”

Yes!

The word screamed in her head but she simply smiled. He moved to her with a wary approach, as if nearing a deadly creature. Perhaps her eyes glowed with the heat beginning to burn her insides.

She smiled more widely, enjoying the fact that he was uncertain. “Are you afraid?” she asked.

“I fear nothing,” he said darkly, grabbing her by the arms and jerking her to him. “Your skin is on fire,” he noted with a subtle wonder. “I can only imagine how hot your sweet cunt is on the inside.”

“Careful, it might burn,” she warned with an evil laugh.

He smothered her mouth, sliding his tongue against hers with a violent jab as he pressed against her. She kissed him back, dueling with his tongue without reservation, desire and lust clouding her logical mind.

He was rough in his touch but she didn’t care. A low growl rumbled from his chest as he squeezed her breasts hard enough to leave a bruise.

The nipples were reddened and aching, needing to be handled and sucked. He pinched the tips meanly and she shuddered against him.

He dipped his long finger inside her, testing her slick passage and withdrew only to pop it into his mouth, tasting her. “Sweet like honey,” he said roughly before pushing her to her knees toward his eager cock.

She sucked his thick length down her throat, loving the way the girth filled her mouth and stretched her lips. The mushroom head banged against the back of her throat as she sucked and teased while gripping the shaft with her hands.

His lean hips thrust against her, pumping against her open mouth, and she closed her eyes to the wondrous scent coming off him in waves.

The Phase had full control of her now and she wasn’t interested in fighting anymore. This wild abandon coursing through her veins was heady and addicting. She wanted more!

His fingers buried themselves in her hair until they reached her scalp. He tugged and she groaned, wanting it brutal and rough. He panted with harsh grunts as he continued to fuck her mouth and she craved his seed. Her body fairly hummed with the desire to taste his essence. Once again, she was seized by this utter madness to fuck. Her pussy ached with the need to be filled but she was too greedy to taste his powerful seed first.

“Yes!” he groaned, jerking against her, pouring his cream down her throat in great, salty loads that slid down her throat in hot jets. She swallowed every drop, growling with disappointment when he had nothing left to give her.

“Greedy little bitch,” Ulster said with an approving rasp as he withdrew his cock.

Even though he’d spewed his seed, he remained hard. She eyed the hard cock with need.

The heat inside her was climbing. It was almost unbearable. Sucking his cock hadn’t lessened her need, but increased it. She whined, her breathing harsh.

“Fuck me, Ulster,” she begged, hating the words pouring from her mouth yet was helpless to stop. “I’m Phasing again. I can feel it!”

“You’re insatiable,” he said with wonder. “I could fuck you all day and never tire of your body. You’re a fitting queen for my empire. Come here, Cassandra!”

His words penetrated the lust haze and she struggled with herself. When the Phase wasn’t in control, she would hate Ulster and everything he stood for.

And yet, her pussy was dripping with the need to feel his cock inside her. He emanated power and strength and those attributes called to the Phase clenching her womb with the need to be calmed with seed.

Ulster grabbed her and hoisted her into his arms, anchoring her hot core to his groin as her legs instinctively wrapped around his torso. “We’ll rule this world together. Our son will make the humans cower in fear! The prophecy will come to pass!”