Within The Stars | ✔️

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~Elias' POV~

Samara giggled as I hauled her body into my arms, tossing her down onto her tiny little bed later that night. Well, tiny in comparison to my bed at least. "Hey!" She exclaimed with a pout, rolling onto her stomach to look up at me as she laid sideways across the bed.

My eyes found hers as she stared up at me through her lashes, kicking her legs through the air. I let my eyes linger on her legs, as she had changed her clothes once she got home and had put on a short little set of pajamas that showed off much more skin than I was used to seeing from her. She had on a matching lilac tank top and shorts with a black floral pattern on it, and black lace that went along the bottom and top hem of the shorts and along the breastline of the top. They each had little black bows in the middle as well.

I reached out and brushed my fingers through her soft hair, grasping at the strands to force her head back a little more. She tightened her fingers in a grip on her blankets as she looked up at me, her brown eyes dilating in a way that told me she liked when I handled her like this. I leaned down and kissed her roughly, loving the feel of her cool piercings between the warmth of our mouths. Every time I looked at her mouth, that was all I could think about, though I would be lying if I said I had never imagined what she'd look like sucking on my cock. She let out this breathy sound when I tugged her hair and grabbed her arm with my other hand, lifting her up to push her onto her back.

Stripping off my shirt as I climbed onto her bed, Samara leaned back into her pillows with a lustful gaze within her eyes as she clenched her thick thighs together. She trailed her eyes over my bare chest and I almost smirked when her eyes seemed to linger on every inch of me, as if she liked each bit of me more than the last.

"You look so fucking hot, Mara." I told her, grasping her ankles in one hand each, a squeal of surprise leaving her when I yanked her down the bed a little and parted her legs to slide my way up between her thighs. My hips nestled against hers and she shuddered under me at the feel of my erection pressing against her clothed core, the black and purple strands of her hair sprawled across her pillow beneath her head. "A-Ah!" She gasped when I ducked down and tugged one side of the low cut tank top down until her tit popped out, sucking it into my mouth.

Mara moaned softly and I felt my cock hardening further against her, swelling until it physically hurt the way it strained beneath the fabric of my jeans. I roughly bit down on her nipple and she whined in surprise, almost as if pained, and I hummed softly as I gently lapped my tongue over the spot. Her nipple peaked up into the air when I released her tit from my mouth with a 'pop' sound, beginning to leave light hickeys all across her supple cleavage.

Eventually, she began to writhe beneath me, placing her small hands on my waist. I shuddered and held myself above her as I felt her trail her fingers along my bare skin, groaning at the soft, teasing touch of her fingers on my skin.

"You keep fucking touching me like that and it'll drive me insane." I warned her in a mutter, causing her to whimper softly and dig her fingers into my flesh. She gently bucked her hips up against mine and I gave a teasing bite to her nipple before I flipped us over, setting her atop me as I slid my grasp down to her wide hips. Mara leaned into me, letting me suck at her breasts as she rocked her ass back and forth over my erection, panting and moaning at the friction of the movement.

It was simply too much, the way that she was moving on my lap and her breathy little fucking moans were both far too inducing of even more sexual frustration. I tightly grabbed her hips and she cried out in surprise when I lifted her off of me and she grasped my shoulders tightly, her thighs clenching as she refused to let go. "E-Eli.." She whimpered, my breathing coming out heavier when she trailed her hand across my chest gently. "Do you want to stop?" She asked me in a soft voice, to which I growled and easily reminded her of just how much I didn't want to stop by pressing her back onto my lap again.