Mine (Bucky Barnes)

Nine.

Sorry it's on the shorter side. But there is more smut in this chapter. It'll be better once that damn muzzle is gone lol. Thank you for reading! <3 Artie

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Malo wakes early the next morning to the feeling of a metal hand slipping under the blanket to rest between her thighs. She immediately woke up as one finger ran through her folds. A moan tumbled out of her lips as he slid two fingers in her cunt, massaging her sensitive inside. Her hands slid up his bare chest, only pausing behind his neck to grip his long hair. The soldier added a second finger, making Malo squeak again.

She loved what his magic fingers were doing, but needed more. The coil in her abdomen started to grow but it wasn't enough. She rolled over on the cot and straddled her Zaštitnik. He tried rolling her back over to continue fingering her, but she dipped her fingers inside of herself and showed him.

"Trust me, I'm already ready." Both eyebrows raised up on the soldier's face. He was smiling.

He groaned as she pulled his boxers down, using her wetness as lubricant to pump him a few times. Her small hands could barely wrap around his thickness. He lifted her hips, signaling for her to sit on him. They both moan as she sheathes him within her. They take a minute to adjust to the size before she swirls her hips around. His eyes are blazing as he is entranced once more by her breasts as she bounced up and down. One hand slides away from her waist to play with her nipples. He rolls them between two fingers, waiting until it's sufficiently pebbled before moving on to the next one. When he's satisfied both are hard, he shifts his focus to her core.

Rubbing his thumb against her clit makes Malo drop her jaw and bounce faster. Zaštitnik's eyes traced Malo's curves, over her soft belly, the way her hair fell down her back. Sweat began to bead on her forehead and he smirked under his muzzle. He was the reason she was writhing above him, moaning and her nails digging into his chest. She was beautiful.

"Don't stop!" she cried out. The guards can hear her, but she doesn't care anymore. They've unlocked beasts within each other. There's a hunger that will no longer be easily satiated, a thirst unquenched.

Malo squeaks as he flips them over, once more covering her with his body. His left arm slipped under her right leg, bringing it up to wrap around his waist for deeper access.

She bit his shoulder again as he pounds harder. He knows she's close from the way she clenched around him. He smiled behind the mask as she lets out a long, low moan. He picked up his speed even more to reach his own climax. He thrusts into her, moaning each time their hips collided.

"Fuck!" Malo exclaimed as her orgasm washed over her. Zaštitnik released into her at the same time. Her amber eyes took in what she could of his face. His hair that clung to his forehead, the way his shoulders heaved as he came down from his high, his muscular chest that hovered just above her own, and his thick biceps by her head. His forearms rest on the cot on either side of her head. She ran her hands up and down his back, occasionally stopping to squeeze his butt playfully.

He rolled off Malo just enough so he wouldn't squish her with his weight. Their foreheads touch, an intimate move that has replaced the ability to kiss. The soldier wanted nothing more than to explore her body with his lips, to watch her squirm as he tastes her for the first time. Just the thought of it had him growing hard for a second time this morning.

"Ah, ah, ah! No time for a second round, soldat!" Izak shouted from the hall. The new lovebirds glared at the door.

"Come on, we can spare 20 minutes. They don't have to be in the training room for a half hour. We can give them their food now and they can do what they please until th-"