UNSTOPPABLE (Siri's Saga Book 2) (4 page)

I pick my head off the bed and suck his bottom lip into my mouth then I bite it. His eyes water as I release it and say. "From behind! You promised from behind today!"

His eyes bore into mine and he growls. It sounds mean as hell and shoots like electricity through me. My soul comes alive and is set on fire. I see a glint of appreciation or admiration, or both on his face, then he releases my hands, pushes his body up off me, doing a push up and says in a voice low and deep. It sounds dark and full of passion. "Roll over."
That sound fucks me up!
I flip over and he slides his arm under me. He is rough and needy when he pulls my hips up to him. His hands grip my waist and he prepares to thrust. I lift my head and push up on my hands. Eager for him. Needy for him too. He grabs my hair and pulls my head back. "BE STILL!" I stop with the pain. He leans on my ass and his cock sears the insides of my thighs as it slides between them. He puts his forearm on my shoulder blades, then he pushes down, forcing my tits to the bed. "DON’T MOVE!"

I slide my arms straight out in front me and grip the sheets in my hands. I brace myself, knowing my Fucking Golden God is going to give me all that I can take, knowing that he is going to pound my pussy hard! Bowing for him, I’m ready.

He is hoarse with passion. "You are mine."

I feel him as he starts to back away to thrust. His cock slides across my pussy and I tighten it in anticipation.
Oh.... Shit! I'm going to cum before he fucks me!
"Hurry, Aurei!" I brace myself. But then I feel his withdrawal and my pussy feels cold without his warmth. "Aurei. What’s wrong?" He doesn’t answer, but he keeps me still with one hand resting in the middle of my back and the other still wrapped in my hair with my head pulled tight. "Aurei. Are you ok?"

"Umm hmm." He answers and I hear his breathing coming in and out with deep controlling breaths.

WTF? He is controlling his thunder! But I want his thunder. I need his thunder!
"Aurei. Stop it!" I tell him as I do a split on the bed while I push up on my arms, easing the tension off my hair so I can twist and face him. When he takes his hand off my back, I kneel in front of him. Face to face. My eyes flashing wild and angry! "Stop!"

He looks shocked by my words. "Make up your mind, woman!" He says in an exasperated voice, but I can hear the dark thunder rumbling under the surface. "Either you want me to fuck you from behind or not!"

"Stop breathing!"

"What kind of demand is that?"

"Stop breathing to control your thunder. I can hear you gaining control. Stop it!" I growl at him. He looks bewildered. "Don’t you get it? I can get plain ole dick from any man. You're the only man I've ever met with Fucking Thunder. I want you to fuck me with the thunder you possess. All the time. Every time! It's your Fucking Thunder that completes me!" I hand shuck him for emphasis.

His primal growl roars loud in my ears as he pulls me down to the bed by my hair and slams on top of me. He drops his face to mine and smiles with a wicked glint in his eyes. His face is thunderous beauty to behold. "You could be perfect, you know."

I say in a low voice. "Could be? You hurt my feelings! I’ll have you know I AM fucking perfect!"

He pushes off me. "Roll over, Perfect Thang."

I spin under him. He lays on top of me and his weight pushes the air out of my lungs, forcing me to pant to breathe, but the feeling of his full body dominating me and his heat radiating against my skin, sends my hunger for him to be inside me shooting for the stars. He buries his face in the nape of my neck and breathes deep. "Umm, you smell good. I so want to share heaven with you." He wraps my hair in his hand again and lifts my head off the bed. He slides his body up mine, then leans his face over my shoulder until his mouth is on my juggler. He kisses and mauls with his lips and tongue.

I pant to breathe.
Holy fuck! That feels fantastic!
He lays his heavy mass down onto my chest and he turns my face to his. His weight pushes the air out of me and when I completely lose my breath, he lays his mouth on mine. In that moment, I feel how truly soft his kiss is, yet how firm too and I understand how life with Aurei will be. Demanding and commanding, yes, but giving unselfishly too. He will be firm, yet soft. He will be harsh, yet kind. He will be rough, yet gentle. As he slides his delicious tongue into my hungry mouth, I suck it without breath.

His halo is light.

His thunder is dark.

But both are good.

He releases me before the darkness swallows me. Carefully he picks his weight off me. Lifting my head up by my hair again, he expands my chest, and I inhale a big gulp of air. He studies my eyes and as they focus on the most beautiful man in the world, I see he is straddling me. His mounds and mounds of muscle hover protectively over me.
He is encompassing my spirit in his essence.
I breathe deep of his musky scent.
I want Heaven with him.

"You are mine." He tells me again as he gently lays my head down. He mauls my back, taking in large mouthfuls of skin.
The feeling is carnal...sensual!
He positions my body to receive him again. He slides his arm under my stomach and pulls up, putting my ass in the air.

I stretch my fingers out in front and grab the sheets, bowing for him again. "Umm hmm!" I can feel his cock wedge itself between my thighs. He slides it, only teasing my pussy. "Fuck me, you tease." I taunt him.

"Oh. Wild Thang. Be careful." His words carry a slight edge. I hear excitement in them.
He loves the taunting.

He cocks his ass and lets his golden rod touch my pussy. His searing heat hits my chilled wetness and drives more words to my potty mouth. "What’s the matter? My honey drips for you." He grabs his cock and I feel him stroke me from my ass all the way down to my blue heart, saturating us both. "Are you going to fuck me or play with yourself?"

He chuckles, then he circles his tip on my labia lips, and clit. The teasing becomes all I see. His beautiful golden rod twirling around my beautiful cunt. "I love how wet you get for me." I growl low as my mind hones in on the sweet hunger he is creating in me. "I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name." He whispers, then he stops and waits. When I try to lift my head, my back arches, my abs flex and my pussy tightens and aligns for him. He rears back, flexes and drives hard, ramming it home.

"Ah!"
His cock is ... so big and beautiful.

He whispers in my ear. "Umm, you are sweeter than honey."

"Umm hmm!"

He pulls out slow and I flex my fingers. He waits again. "More?" His voice is edgy.

"Moore!"

He rams hard back in. I moan loud, and gasp when he hits bottom. He flexes, burying it to the hilt and my head comes up. My chest comes off the bed as I arch my back, flexing my ass up, I finish the stroke. "OUI!"
Fuck that feels divine!
I bite my lower lip and grip the covers.

He asks concerned. "Are you ok? Can you take all of me like this?" He reaches around and plays with my tit, pushing it up and holding the weight in his hand. "Siri, it’s ok if you can't, we can change positions." I hold my tongue, trying not to cum. My mind begins to scream with my pussy for more! He begins to pull out nice and slow. My legs begin to quiver.
I’m on the verge already. Hurry! Hurry!
I hold my breath, frozen, fighting my own ability to orgasm freely. I feel my teeth biting into my lip.
HURRY!
My inner thighs start to quiver hard and I hang my head down to pray he doesn't stop, knowing even the strain to speak will set my orgasm off. Thinking I’m hurt, he tells me gently and his thunder is completely gone. There is only sincere concern for me. "It's ok, Sweet Thang."

Clawing at the sheets and arching my back like a cat, I hold my breath as his cock slips to the edge. Just before his tip leaves, when I feel his ridge stroke the entrance of my vagina, I push back hard and sit on him. I cum instantly. "Moore, Moore, Moore." I moan. My vagina throbs on him, gripping and releasing him, pumping him by itself.

"Oh, Fuck Me." He says surprised and he lets go of my hips. I fall forward, bowing again and his hands slide up my back and his fingers reach over my shoulders, then he is thrusting deep, again and again, slow and controlled. Methodical thumping, pumping, building up to harder and harder.

Every time he goes down on me, I tell him. "Moore like that!" My passion heats up again and I begin to flex and arch with him.

"Siri, be careful." I hear his thunder returning.

"Nooooo." I work him.

"You're driving me crazy." He is trying to control it again, but his confession drives me crazy.

I flex down, pull away arching, pumping my pussy as he pulls and pushes, in and out. I can hear his breathing starting to change as he loses control. "Go. Baby. Go! Give it to me. Faster! Harder! MOORE!" He pounds and his balls swing with the momentum of his thrust, smacking my clit. "Fuck yeah! Fuck me!"

He begins to let go of his control and he freely force fucks me. When he goes down on me, I moan loud with the exhilaration! When my clit is smacked, I cry out with the painful tingle! "Oui!" On the bottom when he fully flexes his thrust, I grunt as he pushes the air out of me while he fills me to the fullest! Then when he withdraws silkily sliding, completely out, I suck air in with a gasp! "Ooooooooooo!" He pauses, patient but possessive. Powerful! Perfect! I tell him with my face buried in the sheets of the bed, ready and waiting. "FUCK ME YOU FUCKING GORGEOUS GOLDEN GOD! FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN! I’M FUCKING YOURS FOR FUCKING EVER MOORE!"

"Oh, my little, Strong Thang!" He groans and his voice is teasing but thick with passion. He falls on me, flattening me with his weight. His scorching mouth mauls big mouthfuls. He bites, then pulls as he sucks, scraping his teeth against my skin. His hand slides around my throat and he stretches it out. He squeezes until the blood begins to pound. I can hear my heart beating in my ear.

The carnal feeling is uber sensuous. "OH BABY! Come on! BANG THAT THANG!" Every sensor is tuned up and turned on. I have never felt more alive in my life! When a low growl escapes me, it sounds sexy as hell and he growls in answer. He raises up to do just that. Trying to brace myself again, I cock my ass up for him. Then he freely gives me another forceful full fucking thrust, I buckle as he pile drives my pussy into the bed. His thunderous power is glorious! He pulls out and I tell him. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me with your thunder!" Then he pile drives me again, flattening me as he buries deep. His hand on my throat ensuring complete control of me. He pulls out and I’m quivering from head to toe. My orgasm starts before he enters me again and I shout against the bed. "COMPLETE ME!"

He growls loud and long as he hammers it home. "I...love...your...choice...of...words!"

I can feel every inch of his cock as it swells and hardens. I grunt and pant with his fast and furious flexing being fucked and fucking loving it! When I hear his breathing change as he starts to shoot his wad, I reach between my legs, laying my finger at the edge of my pussy. It slides deep against his vein. The pleasure he feels from the pressure makes him lose control and he releases my neck and grabs my shoulders, using them as handles. He pulls me into each thrust as he explodes. He roars my name. "S...I...R...I!"

The feeling of his tight, swollen, throbbing cock as he rides me, sends me soaring over the cliff in free fall. Again I orgasm, cumming all over him. "Ooo. Ooo. Ooo. Ooo." My moans muffled by my face buried in the sheets. His cock explodes before I finish. Thumping and pumping, shooting to the stars, his semen nails my g-spot and I scream out with the sweet satisfying sensation that friction fucking can’t produce. An orgasm given, not taken. "Ooooohhhhh!" I moan until he finishes fucking me, then he falls forward, literally collapsing on me. His weight pressing down and I can’t move a muscle. He rolls off just when I think I’m going to suffocate under his weight. I lay limp as a rag doll, spent and satisfied, unable to move from the exertion. With a deep breath, he finds the strength to pull me against him to spoon. We lay tangled, unwilling to move, savoring the moment of raw, togetherness. Our breath changes from panting to deep even breathing as we fall asleep. Complete in each other.

Sometime later, Steve's ringtone wakes us. We are in the same sprawled position we collapsed in. Aurei rolls off the bed and trots into the other room to answer his call. I stretch and grin.
Damn straight! That’s how fucking is supposed to be! Mind blowing!
I drag myself off the bed and go to the bathroom to tidy up.

When I come into the living room, Aurei is sitting on the couch. He is frowning and listening to Steve. He holds his hand out to stop my progression to him. I wait, standing in the doorway, watching his face, wondering what Steve could be saying that would cause him to frown so hard.
I hope everything is alright.
Then I see his expression change and he looks directly into my eyes with a look that drops my heart to my feet. My body freezes. I'm afraid to move. He stares at me as he listens. His face.... I shudder.
Something terrible, horrible has happened. My Golden God looks like a Dark Deity.

He says to Steve with a calm voice. "Ok. Thanks, Bro. Give Gaby a kiss for me and tell her I'm sorry." I stare silent and still as he hangs up. He sets his phone down on the table and stands. He stares straight ahead, not looking at me. I watch as he clinches and unclenches his hands. His knuckles grow white with each squeeze and I visualize how they could easily choke the life out of someone. My hand instinctively goes to my neck. I watch, observing him in this raw emotional state. He’s terrifying but he is also fascinating. His transformation was quick and there is no reservation in his demeanor.
You are a very dangerous man, Aurelius Moore.
I pity anyone who crosses you.
When he turns his face to mine, his expression and his eyes scares the shit out of me.
It's so fucking 'mean'!
Then I realize what I see.
Sweet Zeus, Father of the Fucking Gods. That’s not only his warrior face, but that’s the face of a killer.
I bite my bottom lip.
And that is a dark secret you hold deep in your soul.
I shudder at the thought. But the instant his eyes focus on my frightened face, his expression softens. "Siri." His voice is barely above a whisper. "Come here, Baby Thang. Let me hold you."