“I need you,” she said.
They kissed, hard and desperate. His tongue was teasing, tasting. Nothing else mattered except them and the bubble of time and space they occupied.
He helped her wiggle out of her pants from her perch on the counter. When she was naked on the cool laminate, he spread her legs wide. Her body began to heat from the inside out. She felt so exposed, even if it was a store in a ghost town.
“It’s just you and me, baby. Nothing else matters right now.” He squatted down, then lapped at her folds. She dropped back to her elbows, savoring his wicked mouth on her pussy. God, she needed this, needed Draven. He was born to give her pleasure.
He suckled her clit, slow and methodical, driving her crazy. The pressure in her cunt grew by the second, higher and higher, until he had to hold her thighs to keep her from squirming.
Right when she b
egan to see stars, he pulled away, leaving her breathless.
“More,” she whimpered. Didn’t he realize how close she was?
Of course, he did.
“I want you to come around my cock, hot and tight, milking every last seed from me.”
She panted, reaching for him. He only tutted as he unbuckled and pulled down his zipper. His erection was thick and huge, bobbing once he released it. Ashley watched with rapt fascination.
“Is it all mine?” she asked.
“All yours. I’m only for you.” He smirked. “And this?” Draven impaled her with two fingers, hitting her G-spot in just the right way. He finger-fucked her until her eyes lolled back in her head.
“Yours!”
His cock replaced his fingers, filling her so full of meat that she gasped and begged for it all. He fucked her on the counter, holding her hips to keep her stable. Only the wet slapping sounds of sex could be heard in the abandoned store. Draven was a machine, taking away all her thoughts and worries. Some things fell off the counter, scattering on the tiles. Nothing mattered.
“You like it, baby? You like my cock deep inside you?”
“Yes.”
“I’m going to keep fucking you until you’re ripe with my baby.” He pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in. Every time he filled her, his pubic bone rubbed her clit. She was so close to coming all over his cock.
“Breed me,” she chanted. Ashley knew he loved the words. Being bred by her king aroused her effortlessly. He wasn’t being forced on her. She wanted him, wanted his love forever.
She combed her hands into his hair, now nearly down to his shoulders. They kissed as they fucked, making love, forgetting the world.
“Come for me, Ash.”
She was so close, balancing on a precipice. It only took a few more hard thrusts for her orgasm to burst forth, her entire body jolting as she pulsed around him, forcing him to come inside her. She felt it all, his thick release, his fingers digging deep into her flesh as he came.
They slowed down, the beautiful release still surrounding her. She never wanted this time to end, never wanted to return to reality.
“I like pretending with you.” He gave her a kiss and picked up her pants. “We should do it more often.”
“Now we have to go back to reality and the fact we have no food,” she said.
He kept quiet, pulling on his shirt and grabbing his gun.
The sunlight warmed her skin once they were back outside. It felt good after days of rain and cloud cover. They returned to the wagon. She saw Luanna and Luke waiting.
“Any luck?” asked Luke.
“We still need to check the warehouse I came to see,” said Draven. “Get the horses ready.”
She sat up front with Draven again. Ashley noticed that Luanna and Luke were getting very friendly. She pretended to be oblivious to their flirting.