Clutching Hope

Chapter 15

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Are you awake?" Sion murmured into the darkness, his body cocconing mine.

I snuggled closer to him, back against the hard planes of his chest and abdomen. He pushed the leg between mine higher, his thigh rubbing over my slick lower lips. I shifted my hips ain small circular movements, loving how my body woke to his touch.

My back arched, his hard dick now nestled between my cheeks. "I am now." I said into the semi lit room.

His hand that had been draped over my waist as we slept, crept up until his palm craddled my breast, the weight of it in his hand arousing.

Pinching one of my nipples, he pushed his thigh out opening me up, as mine dangled over his. I ground myself on him, my pussy that had had a two round nasty fucking workout not too long ago before we fell into a slumber, ready for him like the masochist she was. I ached for him. A moan escaped my lips as he pulled at my nipple a little harder now, his lips trailing over my shoulder and down my arm, teeth grazing my skin.

The hard steel rod slid over  my skin with ease, a slight wetness on the small of my back where the tip reached.

He grunted, pulling his hips back and moved lower. The tip of his dick rubbed over my lower lips back and forth for what felt like endless minutes without pushing in.

"How does that feel?" He asked as he widened the angle of his lifted leg, bedsheets slithering off of our chests to drape over our waists.

I bucked my hips and pressed my side down a little, the friction of his movements building sensation that combined with the sting his fingers on my nipples had me moaning louder.

One of his hands lowered to grip my hip while he pulled his back, aligned himself with my opening and pushed in.

"Sion," I groaned into the pillow as he filled me all the way up it felt as though he was in my throat. My walls stretched to accommodate him, my body revelling in this carnal worship of sorts as it charged me up. My hand clutched the sheets and pushed back to meet him when pulled back and thrust to push back inside me.

"Fuck, Elly." He panted into my neck, his lips grazing my heated skin.

Our breaths seemed to synchronise with our hips movements. His thrusts slow but deep that I gasped everytime he grunted while hitting me balls deep, while his other hand seemed to clutch me to him as though I'd flee.

He took my hand and moved it between my legs, circling the taught nub in slickned circles as if letting me in on a master's class. Just as I was getting used to our momentum, he pressed on it, pulled his dick all the way out and slammed back in. My eyes closed at the overload of feeling, like popping bubbles all over my nerves, his name fell from my lips in a fevernt whisper. Over and over. He repeated it, growling long and low in my ear, our bodies growing sleek with sweat. I tipped over a little to so my shoulders and upper chest lay flat on the bed, back bowed like an hunters' taught bow and ass up. The new angle send Sion deeper, his knees pushing my legs out and hands around my waist in a grip I knew would leave bruises as he worked me like his life depended on it that I saw a few stars and froze.

"Elly, are you okay?" Sion asked, stalling his movements, his voice filtering thorugh the loud rush of blood in my ears.

"Yes, yes, please don't stop." I wailed. "It feels so good."

He chuckled, moving to drape over me and licked the column of my back as he rose up, my whole body shook, goosebumps breaking over my skin. He twined our fingers on the bed for a better leverage and gently kissed my shoulder, pulling my earlobe between his lips and then resumed his fast and deep thrusts.