The air thickened in the opulent bedroom, charged with a potent, unspoken hunger that smelled faintly of jasmine and impending doom. Luna, a silhouette against the heavy, dim velvet drapes, leaned forward from the edge of the bed.
Her movements were fluid and predatory, like a jungle cat stalking its favored prey.
Her berry-stained lips descended upon Michael's with an intensity that stole his breath, erasing the last vestiges of his resistance.
A soft, guttural hum vibrated from deep within her throat, a sound woven with ancient, possessive desire. He could feel the vibration deep in his chest.
"Mmhm...Mmm...uh..mmmmh," she hummed, tasting him fully.
Her hips began to undulate, a slow, deliberate, almost hypnotic grind against his already rigid groin, sparking a familiar, agonizing ache. Her velvet tongue plunged inward, a possessive invasion that demanded a response. Michael felt consumed, his own tongue meeting hers in a violent, desperate dance.
"Umm...Mmhh...more.... Michael~ I want more," she whispered, pulling back just enough to rake her teeth lightly across his lower lip. The rhythm of her body was relentless, promising both pleasure and pain in equal measure. She knew this game.
With a sudden, powerful surge, Luna flipped him onto the silk sheets, the heavy duvet pooling around his legs. Her fingers tangled in his sweat-dampened hair, the kiss a relentless, suffocating onslaught of flavor and heat. The clock ticked on the mantelpiece, measuring his inevitable surrender.
Half an hour later, she finally pulled back, her chest heaving, the scent of their shared musk filling the air. Her eyes, usually the color of warm honey, were now dark and alight with triumph. "Huh..huh.. Michael~ Finally. You are going to be mine. Again. Hehe~"
Michael lay beneath her, utterly spent merely from the kissing, his breath ragged and catching in his throat. He attempted a final, futile negotiation. "Huff...Huff...huff...L-Luna. Wh-why don't we stop here? We can continue more tomorrow, right?"
His plea was instantly rejected. Her eyes, which held the power of centuries, narrowed into a cold, sharp glare that pierced him to his core. She had waited too long for this reunion to be put off by mortal exhaustion.
She licked her lips slowly, deliberately, her gaze darkening with obsessive, intoxicating fire. "No. Tonight is going to be a long one, my runaway boy. You are going to be punished for running away from me all this time, for making me wait. Hmph."
Michael internally screamed a silent, desperate 'NO', resigning himself to the fact that she was going to drain him to the last drop tonight. He should have known better than to think he could escape the ancient hunger of a being like Luna.
Luna's eyes dropped to the telling mound straining the fabric of his trousers, a smirk curling her lips. Her hand descended, a feather-light touch tracing the rigid outline of his arousal, sending a jolt straight to his brain.
"Hmph...Your body is quite honest, though. Your thing is already this hard, Michael. Oh, I haven't touched it for centuries~~...I am already getting deliciously wet just looking at you." Her voice was low and gravelly, a siren's call.
His instincts took over, overriding the fear. He slid his hand down, tracing the dramatic curve of her hip, pressing against the soft, swollen flesh beneath her thin negligee. The silk felt cool beneath his fingers.
"Ahhh... Michael~ You finally want me as well, huh? You can't fight it," she purred, leaning into his touch. "Ah..there...yes...touch me there more~" Luna arched her back, her slick core gushing heat and moisture under his seeking palm.
She repositioned herself, gracefully shifting her weight, her mouth hovering tantalizingly over his groin. Deftly, she unzipped his trousers with a practiced hand and tugged down his underwear, revealing his impressive form.
His eight-inch sentinel sprang free, dark and thick against the white sheets. "Oh... Michael, you are as big and hard as ever, huh? Such a good boy. I will calm it down for you, slowly, painfully."
She lowered her head, her dark hair spilling across his abdomen like a curtain. Her tongue darted out, a quick, hot lick tracing the sensitive tip. "Ugh!" A guttural groan, half pleasure and half shock, tore from Michael's lungs.
Simultaneously, Michael's hand found her slick core again, his fingers parting her folds, tasting the salty, sweet elixir of her desire. "Ahhh..ahhhhh...Yes. Eat me down there more, Michael. Show me how much you love me."
She moaned, a delicate sound that quickly deepened, trembling with each precise, demanding lick he delivered. Luna encompassed his entire cock within her mouth, a warm, wet sheath that sucked him in completely.
She sucked, creating a deep, pulling vacuum that threatened to pull his soul out through his shaft. "Ughhhhhh! Ah.." Her head began to bob, a relentless, focused rhythm that drove him insane.
Slurp..slurp..slurp...slurp..The sound was maddeningly loud.
Luna felt the tremor, the faint twitch of his cock beneath her tongue, a clear, unmistakable sign of his impending, catastrophic release. She knew exactly how close he was and intensified her efforts, circling the sensitive tip with sharp precision.
A massive, overwhelming wave crashed over Michael, erasing all thought except the need for release. "Luna, I can't hold back anymore! I am going to cum!!" The words burst out, raw and desperate, a plea for mercy.
Just as the sweet, violent climax threatened to consume him, Luna pulled back instantly, his cock slipping free with a wet, shocking 'schlick.' The sudden loss of pressure was almost more painful than the build-up.
"No, you are not going to cum yet," she commanded, her eyes glittering with cold amusement. "I won't allow you to. You will cum when I permit you to. That's part of your punishment, Michael." His eyes snapped open in disbelief, his chest heaving like a bellows.
Her clothes seemed to dissolve into nothingness, revealing her magnificent form. Her glistening pussy, a swollen, dark bloom, now hovered directly over his twitching, frustrated cock. She was completely ready for him.
She lowered herself slowly, agonizingly, her eyes locked on his, watching the mixture of fear and desire warring on his face. "You are going to cum inside. You will impregnate me tonight, Michael, then...your punishment will end. Hehe~"
She pushed down, a deliberate, slow movement that stretched his limits. His eight-inch cock plunged into her, a deep, satisfying invasion that felt like coming home after a long, pointless journey.
A guttural, prolonged moan tore from her throat, her head snapping back, her neck arching like a bow. "Ahhhhhhhhhh....Ahhhh..ah...ah...Oh! How long I have waited for this specific feeling! Michael, You are going to impregnate me tonight."
She bent over him, her hands braced on his chest, her hips beginning a slow, deliberate, grinding rhythm that instantly reignited his fire. Michael felt his body utterly betray him, saliva drooling from the corner of his mouth.
"Ughhh! Ahhhhh!! Ugh..." He could only manage fragmented sounds as Luna watched, a flicker of pure, triumphant joy in her eyes. "You are feeling it, right, Michael?...nnggh...Hnnn..Ah..We are one once again. Hehe~"
The pressure built again, unbearable this time, a primal, overwhelming force that demanded immediate release. "Luna! I am cumming!!! Please let me cum this time!!" he pleaded, his voice cracking with desperation.
She quickened her pace dramatically, her hips pounding against his pelvis, driving him deeper. With a deep, final thrust, Michael's cock struck her womb. A piercing shriek of pure ecstasy tore from her lips. "Ahhhhhhhh.... Michael, I am cumming!!!"
He felt the intense, painful clenching around his shaft, the internal muscles milking him. "I am also cumming, Luna!! I can't stop it!" Her face lit up with manic, possessive joy, accepting his surrender completely.
"Yes...Give it to me...Give me your powerful baby seeds when we both cum together, Michael." Their lips met fiercely as he released, a hot, thick torrent of cum gushing deep inside her womb with painful force.
Luna's body arched like a drawn bow, a prolonged, vibrating moan escaping her lips as her own orgasm washed over her. "Mmhhhhhhhhmmmmm...ngh...Hnnn...mmmhhmmm.." The air was thick with the scent of their shared release.
Her face, flushed and utterly sated, took on a provocative, feral beauty that momentarily stole his breath. His cock, still embedded deep within her, began to swell and harden once more, raw, insatiable desire surging through him.
Luna smiled, a slow, predatory curve of her lips, noticing his renewed vigor and the size of his shaft. 'Hehe~ He got bigger even after cumming...and while being inside me~~...Ahh..I love him sooo much..'. She had really chosen wisely, centuries ago.
A warm gush of her own cum and slickness coated his cock, running down her inner thighs. She immediately clenched him harder, her internal muscles purposefully milking his still-swollen, sensitive cock, demanding more.
Michael groaned, a strangled sound of impending, glorious doom. "Ugh! Luna, please stop! I feel like my Dick is going to explode..ughh! I...I am cumming again!!" The second wave hit him almost instantly.
A second, powerful torrent flooded her womb, adding to the first. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....Ahhhhhh....Nhgggghh...nhggg... Yes! Michael!! Fill me up!" Her voice was hoarse with pleasure, echoing off the drapes.
She collapsed onto his sweat-dampened chest, limp and utterly sated, the weight of her body pinning him pleasantly. "Huh...hufff..Huff..th-that was Soo good, Michael... Now I just have to wait for our sperm to get fertilized. Hehe~"
Michael's panting breath hitched, his face paling dramatically at the terrifying implications of that statement. The stakes had just been raised from a night of pleasure-torture to permanent bondage.
'N-No...if...if she gets pregnant and have a baby th-then...She will devour me every day and night forever!' He let out a long, silent sigh, resigning himself to his fate. She was asleep now, undeniably cute and peaceful when quiet, her breath warm on his neck.
He reached up, tracing the curve of her dark hair where it lay scattered on the pillow. His gaze fell to his cock, still nestled deep inside her, a testament to his utter surrender. 'She is sooo cute when she is like this...Ah I miss those days...'
He paused for a moment then thought 'well I can't run from her anymore...so might as well endure her 'Torment'...' he mused, a faint, resigned smile touching his lips.
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To be continued...
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Authors Note: Please comment here if there is anything wrong or mistakes as this is my first time writting a Novel and...a r18 one on top of that.
And one more thing this story is just starting...so the World-Building part might take a while...it will process naturally, So just wait and see(Ahem...I mean read) everyone.