NEVER ENOUGH I

Sumire angled her head to the side, frowning, and slowly looked at herself. Her pupils dilated, and the blood runs up to her face when she saw herself naked. Her face blushed hard when she saw the hickeys on her body and between her thighs doubled in number. Mort placed himself on top of her, dominating her and spreading her legs. Her face twitched when the streak of pain crawled on her waist. Legs and hips were completely numb.

He reached for her lips and gently kissed her. His lips teasingly traveled on her jaw, to her delicate neck, and nibbled in there. His kisses cruised down on her well-rounded bosom and gave them equal attention. Mort moves to her exposed flat belly and planted gentle kisses in there. Her soft tummy accentuated the flare of her round hips. She's the kind of pregnant who's baby bump still invisible even in her first trimester.

"Hello, little peanut. Daddy is excited to see you. Be good in there and don't be harsh on your mommy. Understood?" Mort said in a stern tone with a stoic face, talking to their unborn child. It warms Sumire's heart.

"It suits you." The maiden said and flash a sweet smile. Fatherhood really suits him. She can already picture their family soon.

"I am deeply honored to have you as the father of our children. I'm happy I fall in love with you." Sumire heartily said reaching for his face. Mort captured her hand and brought it to his lips and kissed it.

"You are my life, Sumire," Mort whispered softly but coldly which send chills down her spine. Sumire smiled beguilingly.

"And my end," Sumire replied and cupped his face. They hold their gaze for long and slowly, Mort touch her lower lip with his thumb and gently rubs it, slowly. He leaned down until their nose intimately touches. The moon peeked at their room, and their lips locked.

Their bodies pressed together heatedly, breathing heavily as their lips entwined. Sumire could taste their shared breath, and feel the thud of their combined heartbeat. Mort carefully moves above not putting all his strength on her.

His lips travel down her jaw and the slope of her neck. The moonlight beams only lit the darkened room, it reveals her raw nakedness in his eyes. Months away from her is all worth the wait.

He gently kissed her forehead back, down to her nose as his kisses journeyed to her chest, and navel, and teasingly kissed between her thighs. Mort put her legs on his shoulder and dipped into her glistening pearl, start savoring her. Nature had blessed her with a glorious, inviting mons that awakened a primal mating urge inside him.

Eyes half-open and biting her lower lip, Sumire moaned as her hands form a knot on the white sheet from the pleasure and his growl is feral. Her toes curled behind his frame. He is sinfully hot below her. Mort worships her body like a goddess. From her head down to her toes.

Sumire was still awestruck by his massive raw frame and gasped as Mort freed his engorge, and enormous shaft, fully naked in her sight. The man wasted no time, he teasingly rub his arousal to her wetness and plunges inside her without hesitation.

"Aah.. hmmm!~" she moaned. His hands gripped her head as Mort thrust deeper inside and his tip reached her womb. It feels like her flesh was being stretched beyond its limit. Her nails dug deep into his skin. He kissed her passionately and parted her lips. His tongue slip inside and entwined with hers, exploring the corner of her mouth.

"I wanted you. From the very beginning, I wanted you the most." He groaned into her mouth which was unbearably sexy.

Sumire felt limp under his touch and full by his thickness. Her belly bulges from his shaft. Mort stay still for one minute, making sure the maiden was used to his size now stretching her narrow walls. Sweat from his perfectly sculpted body dripped all over her but the wetness did very little to put out the fire.

"Take me. I want us to be one." With her consent, Mort began to thrust at a slow tempo. She could feel his shaft pulsing and getting bigger and bigger inside her. His rhythm was perfect. Tears pricked her eyes from the exquisite pain and Mort kissed it away.

His lips trailed down on her neck and nibbled in there possessively, marking her. His thrust accelerated making her cry in pleasure and bliss. Her teeth buried on his shoulder, nails clawing into his back, Sumire rode out her orgasm in silence, shuddering beneath him as he continued to move within her, faster and deeper.

"Oh, my God! Mort!" She breathed raggedly. She felt her body flinch. He kept moving, gyrating his hips, Mort thrust a few more and unleashed a dam inside her filling her womb with his essence.

The delicious sensation of his release wonderfully sated her. He had brought her to a shuddering, wriggling climax that left her with colorful stars dancing in front of her eyes and head spinning. Sumire smiled with satisfaction and cupped his face. She fell under his spell and hypnotizing gaze.

He leaned and kissed her, soft, tender, and infinite. His tongue delved into her mouth, possessing her completely. Sumire felt him grow again inside. She was about to stop him when he began moving and claiming her again, wanting the pleasure to go on and on. The fire had lit again.

"Mort! hmmm~" With a sharp intake of breath, Sumire closed her eyes in anticipation. She gasped when he spread her thighs wider and slammed into her. Their bodies sealed together, hot and sinful. He huskily said.

"We're not done yet."

SHOWER ROOM...

The water is cascading down her hair and all over her body. His arms grip around her tighter, as he presses her even harder against the wall. Her arms are around his neck as their lips melt into one and her tongue searches out his. She sucks on his bottom lip and a moan escapes from deep in his throat.

Their time apart has only made their kisses even more intense and their carnal desires even harder to fight. She misses him terribly and her heart and body just won’t let her pull away from his kisses.

Sumire thought she couldn't possibly want him any more than she already did. But then she felt him his engorge shaft along the edge of her pearl and against her clit and the desire rose up like a blazing inferno inside her.

"Aaahhh..." Her moans set off another shattering moan that was music to his ears. Their hot breath condensed and their hands imprints the bathroom glass.

"Look at me," Mort said in a commanding tone. She looked up at him, her eyes locking on his as he ran his shaft, teasing her clit and adding pressure to it, and then, drawing a sharp breath, sank inside her.

Her legs on his waist, Mort began to pound her as she pressed herself to him further, crazed by lust and desire. All Sumire cared about was getting him inside her as deeply as possible.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Mort!" She cried. Deep and faster, he shoved her against the bathroom wall as she grips on his shoulder. The hot water cascaded down on their body. Her moan and the sound of their sex slapping echoed inside.

As he dipped down, Mort steal a kiss from her. His chest was warm and firm. Sumire could taste sweet as their tongues met and played against one another. The bathroom heated up even more as they pressed their bodies together and she spread her legs around him.

She'd bring her hips up to meet his and together they rock and sway in unison, grinding into one another, savoring one another. Their lips meet again frantically and they'd thrust into each other with growing intensity, hungry for more. Mort's pace quickens with their shared gratification.

"I love you," His words penetrate her mind, and his breath tantalizing the last of her senses.

"I love you, too," Sumire responded breathlessly.

As her fingernails ran down on his back, scratching him, leaving red, angry marks. Mort didn't seem to care. She'd find his hard arousal so deliciously inside, driving him harder and deeper inside of her.

"I want to come inside you," Mort groaned huskily as Sumire buried her teeth in his shoulder from the pleasure he gave to her.

"I want to feel you come." And with the orgasm a split second away, Sumire felt a wave of his cum, spurt inside her, showering her womb. The inkling of her orgasm tickled her clit and eliciting another thick stream of cream from her delicious glistening pearl.

Mort's face was in her hair, softly kissing her neck, then kissing her lips. Sumire savored the taste of his lips, his tongue against her own. Her thoughts float away into oblivion. Their stomachs touched, their chest met, his pecs against her breast and their lips sealed was pure ardor and zeal for one another.

Sumire could feel him slowly moving. Every thrust of his shaft into her core sent waves of pleasure through her, a sensation she was thrilled to feel again.

"Let's get you back to our room."

............

The midnight breeze kissing her skin and hands gripped tightly on the rounded window of Mort's bedroom in the castle, Sumire look up at the moon, letting out a ragged breath and biting her lower lip. Her breasts bounced back and forth while he was moving nonstop behind her back. After the hot shower sex, the maiden thought, Mort had spared her, but she was wrong. She found herself moaning under his frame.

His teeth ran along her shoulders, gnawing on the bone as it rubbed against the flesh, his tongue tracing the line of her neck. Mort was so engorged that she marveled at the definition of veins across his manly hand. The way how small she is to him, could barely tame his manhood.

The hunk holds her waist up as he fills her with his shaft. They were standing in front of the moon glowing brightly in the sky and witnessed their wild erotic intimacy. The sound of squishy sounds of their flesh, grunts, and moan echo throughout the place.

"Mort...I can't take it anymore." Weakened, Sumire moaned, eyes half closed from the pleasure. She felt like Mort was sucking and draining all her energy while the hunk was still moving vigorously.

He pulled her into his arms, into a tender embrace. Her back pressed against his chest and she could feel their hearts beat in the same rhythm. Mort hold one of her breasts and gently fondled it. He pulled her neck and captured her lips for a hot kiss while ramming inside her continuously. His kisses traveled down her neck and bestow attention to that spot of her throat.

Just when she was about to come, Mort change their position. He lifts her up with their sex still intact. The hunk brought Sumire and pressed her back against the wall, legs on his massive shoulder. He made her face him as he rocks her in an astounding rhythm. His huge tip was the perfect size to reach her g-spot. She gets a double sensation of her clit and g-spot stimulated.

Mort seemed to know her body very well. To know exactly where to hit her, and when to accelerate and change the tempo. He was on the verge.

"Sumire..." He kissed her passionately as the maiden responded to him with the same intensity. She pulled him for a deeper kiss as she stroke his hair.

Mort licks her neck and his emerald orbs glint with the desire to consume all of her. He groaned, and thrust deep, fast, and hard into her. The hunk had burst like a dam inside of her. Sumire rode that wave and almost felt she was going to black out.

She came to his arms, limp and sated. She could feel him watching as the orgasm enveloped her. The maiden catching her breath when Mort brought her back to bed. He stood, gloriously naked, his large erection dripping and pointing at her.

His voice was husky with desire. "Get ready for more rounds, wife."