Mikayla S
Zayla
“Knock, knock!” Soren sticks his head around the edge of my office door as if he’s afraid of what he’ll find. “How’s your day going?”
I smile at my mate. My husband. I’ll never get used to that.
“As well as can be expected,” I say, and then sigh. He’s heard all of my complaints already. I hate to be a whiner, but this job is ending up a lot tougher than I expected.
The children.
“Well, how do you feel about taking off early today?” Soren comes in and closes the door behind him.
I give him a suspicious look. “Are we allowed to do that? I mean—”
“I don’t know about you,” he says, “but I’m nearly through my backlog. And I know you’re feeling the pressure.”
Actually, he does know. He knows I’m sinking under the weight of all this. But we both need a break.
I need to turn this pressure off, for one night, at least.
“You know me so well,” I say, trying to flirt a little. Batting my eyelashes, tilting my head to one side, smiling seductively. “But what will the boss say?”
“Well, since the boss is my father,” Soren says slowly, “and he adores his new daughter-in-law, I think he’ll let it pass if we slip out a little early tonight.”
He crosses to the desk and pulls me to him in my rolling desk chair, trapping me between his knees. I lean back, hands on the arms of the chair, and look up at him. Soren leans over then and gives me a deep, full-tongue kiss.
When he pulls away finally, leaving me breathless, I can barely form a simple sentence.
“Wha..Where..What did you have in mind?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” Soren reaches into his pocket and pulls out a blindfold. He gently wraps it over my eyes, knotting it behind my head.
I feel his hands fumbling with the buttons of my blouse, feel the air on my exposed breasts when he pulls the cloth open.
Feel his tongue running across the curves of my tits.
Feel my nipples spring to attention when he blows on my wet skin.
“Stand up, Lux,” he says, guiding me out of my chair. “Hold on.”
I wrap my arms around his neck tightly as he lifts me into his arms. With the blindfold on I can’t see anything but shadows.
That doesn’t matter, because he’s holding me so tightly I can barely breathe.
Suddenly, a wave of disorienting dizziness washes over me. It feels like the world has turned upside down and inside out.
Several minutes pass before the world straightens out once more and my flip-flopping stomach settles down.
“What was that?” I say. “What just happened?”
I feel his hands at the back of my head, untying the blindfold.
“Look,” Soren says proudly. “I did this all for you. For us.”
As the blindfold comes down, I look around, shocked. In a good way.
We are standing at the edge of a pool of emerald water, fed by a cascading waterfall a hundred feet high. I can hear tropical birds calling in the lush foliage around the pool, but there is no other sound.
Wherever this is, it’s miles away from any other beings on earth. Or in heaven or hell. Or even purgatory.
“How did you—?”
“I’m a supernatural being,” he says, laughing at the shocked expression on my face. “I can do a lot of fucking awesome things. Some of which I’m going to do to you tonight.”
He leans into my ear, licking the lobe and making me shiver.
“I’m going to fucking fuck you so good, you’re gonna fucking scream.”
I giggle. “Well, fuck me then, awesome!”
Taking me by the hand, Soren leads me down a path to the water’s edge. There, on a bamboo platform that extends out over the water, is a lush pile of fluffy blankets and plush pillows, like something out of a pasha’s palace.
I’m still dressed for the office, with high heels and a business suit, although I took off my reaper robes when I got back from my last call-out. And it’s tough to walk on a dirt path in heels!
“I’m not exactly dressed for this, you know,” I protest.
Soren stops in the middle of the path and looks me up and down. “You’re right. You could break an ankle in those things.”
Sweeping an arm behind my legs, he pulls me into his arms again and carries me the rest of the way to the platform. Setting me down on the edge, he pulls off my heels one at a time, grinning wickedly, and tosses them into the pool.
“Hey! What am I going to—”
“Nothing,” he whispers, dropping his head into the curve of my neck and nuzzling at the soft skin there. “You are not going to wear anything!”
And with a flick of his hand, my business suit falls into pieces around me, leaving me sitting there naked as he leers down at me.
“Those supernatural powers of yours are pretty amazing,” I say. “What else can you do?”
“Just watch,” he says, and pushes me back onto the pillows, my knees dangling over the edge of the platform.
Soren kneels between my legs, pushing my thighs wide. With my head propped up on the pillows, I can see the expression on his face as he dips his head between my legs and captures my clit between his teeth.
Pulling gently, he nibbles my tender flesh. “Oooh!” I can’t contain my moan.
My moans get louder as he continues to nibble, then suck, then nibble again, tiny love bites that make me gasp with pleasure.
“Oh, Soren!” I cry out. “Fuck me!”
He laughs wickedly. “Not yet, little Lux.”
All the while he runs his fingers along my lips, slick with my juices. Sliding one finger deep inside me, then two, then three. He plays with my flesh like a sculptor forming clay into a work of art.
But after ten minutes of this ecstasy, playtime is over. Soren sucks my bud deep into his mouth, sucking as if he wants to swallow me whole until I explode with my climax.
“Aaaahhhhh!” My scream lasts for minutes it seems, while he continues to suck, until I fall back, completely spent.
I hardly notice when my mate lifts me off the platform, the waves of ecstasy still rolling through my body.
Soren carries me to the pool, stepping into the water with me cradled in his arms. He supports my head above the water as the warm liquid soothes the fire he’s ignited inside me.
Together, we swim around the pool, playfully splashing each other until our hair is soaked. He leads me under the waterfall then, for our next round of lovemaking.
“Close your eyes, Lux,” Soren tells me, and I do, trusting him to care for me. He lifts me until I’m floating flat on the surface, his hands beneath my ass and shoulders, holding me on top of the water.
Suddenly, I am sliding into the crashing flow of the waterfall. The water pounds my nipples like sharp-ass needles, making them hard.
Then Soren slides me underneath the crashing flow, pummeling my ribs, my abdomen, my hips. He’s giving me a deep tissue massage without using his hands.
Suddenly, Soren changes positions, moving behind me and lifting my back against his chest, still holding onto my hips with his strong hands. He eases my legs apart beneath the stinging needles of the waterfall’s flow, and the water pounds my clit relentlessly.
“Oh, my god! Soren! No...don’t...don’t stop!”
It feels like my vagina has gone numb from the force of the water, but that’s an illusion. As Soren forces my legs wider, the waterfall pounds me into an orgasm like none I’ve ever felt before.
“Oh...ohh...Ahhhhh!”
Waves of ecstasy roll through me as I thrash beneath the waterfall’s stream until I am completely spent.
“Oh, god! Soren!”
“Not a god,” he says laughingly. “But pretty close.”
He guides my limp body through the crystal clear pool until we reach the edge, where he lifts me out and places me on the platform. Climbing up beside me, he waves a hand and we are both dry and warm again.
Warm. No…
Hot!
Soren spreads my legs wide again but this time it’s his cock that fills me, not the water. The pounding is his sure, strong strokes as he plunges steadily in and out.
I am helpless to resist, helpless to assist him. He gives me every bit of his cock.
And once my orgasm starts, it doesn’t stop. I climax over and over, again and again, until I am a quivering lump.
When he finally climaxes inside me, I hardly can tell except when he falls exhausted beside me, cradling me in his arms.
Once again, my mate has proven he knows how to give me what I need when I didn’t even realize it myself.
The pressure is gone.
For now, at least.